Chapter 136: Yiling Falls Sick (2)
From Sidekick to Bigshot
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
âWhy is her temperature not going down?â
Every so often, Jian Yumin would touch Jian Yilingâs forehead. More than half the drip had been depleted, yet Jian Yilingâs temperature was still quite high.
Grandma Jian was incredibly anxious as well. However, she knew that it was useless to be anxious. Medicine didnât become effective immediately.
Jian Yilingâs body felt heavy. She tossed around as she had a nightmare.
In her nightmare, she was Jian Yiling from the original novel. She dreamt that when she became seriously ill in the hospital, she had opened her phone. However, as she scrolled through her phone contacts, she came to the realization that there was no one who she could contact.
In her nightmare, she knew that she was about to die. However, she didnât know who to say her last words to. Who would listen to her?
All of a sudden, she woke up from her dream. However, she saw that she was in the exact same hospital room.
âAre you awake?â
Jian Yuminâs voice beside her interrupted her thoughts.
Jian Yiling turned her head to look at him.
Jian Yumin was still in his pajamas. He looked at her with an expression filled with worry.
Grandma Jian also got up from the sofa in the hospital room.
âMy darling, how are you doing?â
Grandma Jian asked as she walked over.
Suddenly, Jian Yiling realized that she had fallen sick.
She had forgotten that her current body and immune system was weak. It couldnât handle the few hours of rest that she had every night.
âIâm fine.â
As Jian Yiling spoke, her voice was softer than usual. She articulated her words with quite some difficulty.
âWhat do you mean youâre fine? Youâre evidently not fine! The doctor said that you had been burning up for quite some while. As a result, youâre still feverish right now. Did you just put up with your fever throughout the night?â Grandma Jian asked. Her voice sounded pained and upset.
Grandma Jianâs guess was correct. Jian Yiling had been busy until one in the morning. At that time, she felt that she was becoming ill.
However, she didnât want to disturb her family, so she went to sleep.
When Jian Yiling didnât respond, Grandma Jian knew that she guessed correctly.
Grandma Jian was on the verge of tears as she looked at Jian Yiling: âIâm so angry with you! If youâre sick, why donât you tell me? Iâm still young! I wouldnât get upset if you wake me up in the middle of the night. However, you had a fever for so long that youâve now developed gastroenteritis! I guess that youâll only be eating congee for the next few days! I wonât give you anything good to eat!â
After Grandma Jian finished speaking, she turned around and walked to the hospital corridor to wait for the housekeeper. She had requested the housekeeper to bring food that was preserved in honey, candy, snacks, and so on.
After Grandma Jian left, Jian Yumin looked at Jian Yiling and said: âI donât know what you eat on a daily basis. How are you still so light after youâve grown up? It didnât even take much effort to carry you hereâ
Jian Yilingâs gaze went to Jian Yuminâs pajamas, slippers, and hair.
His ash-gray hair was a mess. It looked like a chicken coop.
She realized that he must have been in quite a hurry if he didnât even have time to change his clothes and brush his hair.
He was an idol. If someone were to take a photo of him right now, itâd be blackmail material.
âThank... you.â
It was hard for Jian Yiling to speak with a dry throat.
Jian Yumin couldnât help but smile at Jian Yiling. âYou donât need to thank me. If you want to thank me, get well as soon as possible. Look at the look on your face right now! Itâs incredibly ugly.â
After Jian Yiling finished speaking, he paused for a moment. He realized that his words may have been quite inconsiderate.
Then he added, âI mean you look better when youâre not pale and bloodless. Donât worry, youâre not ugly right now.â
Jian Yumin knew that he didnât know how to coax and sweet-talk girls. As a result, he asked:
âHey, if youâre bored, I can sing for you. It usually costs money for others to listen to me sing.â