Fifty-one, coquettishness is not thorough enough

  Fifty-one, coquettishness is not thorough enough

  Yan Jing thought that Chu Xueyan was probably having a nightmare and might have dreamed of some terrifying things about Yan Se.

  Yan Jing walked to the head of the bed and saw that Chu Xueyan's hand was pressed against his heart, no wonder he had a nightmare. This uncle, doesn't even know the basic common sense of sleeping? Sleeping with your hand on your heart is most likely to have nightmares.

  After moving Chu Xueran's hand away, Yan Jing slowly whispered in Chu Xueran's ear, "It's okay, it's okay."

  Chu Xueran's eyebrows slowly relaxed, but his face was unusually red.

  Yan Jing placed his hand on Chu Xueran's forehead, good heavens, Chu Xueran had somehow developed a fever!

  Yan Jing pinched Chu Xueran's nose and complained, "How could you get sick without telling your old man? Do you think I'm the kind of person who forgets about friends when they see a pretty face?"

  Relying on Yan Jing's complaints, Chu Xueyan continued to snore loudly, his nose unable to breathe, so he opened his mouth and sprayed all the hot air he exhaled onto Yan Jing's hand that was pinching his nose.

  "What a blockhead!"

  Yan Jing went to the bathroom, took a towel, soaked it in cold water and put it on Chu Xueran's forehead, then went downstairs to buy a thermometer and antipyretics.

  It's not difficult to take care of Chu Xueran, the difficulty is how to feed Chu Xueran medicine. Even if it's mouth-to-mouth, Yan Jing can't be sure that Chu Xueran will swallow the medicine.

  Can't just put the medicine in Chu Xueran's mouth and let him dissolve it bit by bit like sugar. Modern Western medicine, if taken this way, could torture a dead person to life.

  Having no other choice, Yan Jing could only grind the medicine into powder, dissolve it in hot water, and then take a mouthful to prepare to feed Chu Xueran.

  When he took a mouthful of hot water with the medicine dissolved in it, Yan Jing really wanted to spit it out immediately, or swallow it down, it was truly too bitter.

  When feeding the medicine, another accident occurred. The reason was that Chu Xueran never turned over at any time, but she just had to turn over when Yan Jing was feeding the medicine. As a result, her elbow hit Yan Jing's face, and Yan Jing directly sprayed out the hot water with the dissolved medicine.

  Your guess is correct, sprayed a mouthful of blood on Chu Xueran's face.

  "Whoa! I knew you had a fever and were burning up, but there's no need to make me come give you artificial rain!"

  Yan Jing picked up the towel that had fallen on the pillow and wiped Chu Xueran's face clean, then took another sip of bitter water. One hand grasped Chu Xueran's body, the other pinched his chin, and finally managed to pour the medicine into Chu Xueran's belly.

  "Ugh, I'm exhausted to death! " Yan Jing collapsed onto Chu Xueran's body. "Uncle, once you've recovered from your illness, I'll definitely make sure to deal with you properly."

  Yan Jing closed his eyes and wanted to rest for a while.

  At this time, a hand suddenly grabbed Yan Jing's arm, accompanied by a man's hoarse voice, "What do you want to kill me for?"

  "Ah! Ghost!" Yan Jing quickly grabbed everything around him and threw it at the hand holding his arm, then lifted up Chu Xueran's quilt and shivered as he crawled inside.

  "Hey, Yan Jing, you little devil is actually afraid of ghosts too. Who told you not to turn on the big light, making the whole house so dim?" Chu Xueran didn't want to scare Yan Jing with this voice either, but her throat was inflamed and she couldn't speak normally, it was an unavoidable thing.

  Several minutes slowly passed by, but Yan Jing still hadn't emerged from under the covers.

  Chu Xueran had no choice but to lift the quilt, only to see Yan Jing with tears streaming down his face, still muttering something in his mouth. Chu Xueran leaned in closer and seemed to hear words like "Lu Fang, spare me, I won't dare again".

  "Yan Jing, it was me just now." Chu Xueran pulled Yan Jing into his arms and gently patted Yan Jing's back. "It's okay, it's okay." These were the words that Chu Xueran had heard in his dream, like heavenly music, instantly calming himself down. Chu Xueran hoped these words would also be effective for Yan Jing.

  After a while, Yan Jing finally walked out of his own world.

  "Sorry, I scared you just now." Chu Xueran's voice was still hoarse and unpleasant to listen to. "What's wrong with you?"

  "It's nothing." Yan Jing left Chu Xueran's arms, got out of bed, and had Chu Xueran lie down. "Aren't you still running a fever? Sleep for a while longer. You've already taken your medicine, so it's normal to sweat later on. Just remember not to catch any drafts. And dinner is on the table, if you're hungry you can eat directly."

  "Where are you going?" How could Chu Xueran have a feeling that the scenery would never return? This was not the first time Chu Xueran had such a feeling, perhaps it was the blow of losing Yanse that made Chu Xueran always anxious.

  "What do you think?" Yan Jing pointed to the wall clock, "I still have a date. I'm already late for a long time, if Su Zizi doesn't tear me apart this time, she's a lady."

  "Can't you stay? Stay with me." Chu Xueran took advantage of his illness to keep Yan Jing.

  "Uncle, you know who Su Zizi is, right? She's the big sister of the Qi Huai Group. If we can make her happy, it'll be beneficial for all of us." Yan Jing knew that people who were ill were especially vulnerable, but he really didn't want to give up such a good opportunity to get in with the Qi Huai Group.

  Chu Xueran understood that Yan Jing wouldn't change his mind for himself; perhaps he wasn't important enough in Yan Jing's heart to make him give up certain things.

  Just now, Chu Xueran had a nightmare. In the dream, Yan Se was still wearing white clothes and wore that scarf he had given to Yan Jing around his neck; Yan Se was still so obedient and lovely, but the man Yan Se was leaning on was not him, Chu Xueran.

  Chu Xueran was calling out to Yan Se in his dream, but he kept getting further and further away. In the dream, the sky suddenly poured down a heavy rain, the lost flavor made Chu Xueran feel a bitter taste spreading from his mouth to his whole body, Chu Xueran really feared tasting it again.

  "Wait until I fall asleep, then you can leave, okay?" Chu Xueran grasped Yan Jing's hand, he really didn't want to be alone in this bedroom where they had lived together for many years.

  "Alright." Yan Jing glanced at the wall clock. Since he was already late, being a bit later didn't matter anymore.

  Yan Jing kissed Che Xueren's forehead, "Sleep, uncle, I'll be back when you wake up."

  Chu Xueran's eyelids gradually became heavier, and finally closed. Slowly, the hand grasping Yan Jing's loosened, and Yan Jing confirmed that Chu Xueran had fallen asleep.

  When Yan Jing arrived at the restaurant where he was supposed to meet Su Zizi, it was already three hours later than their first scheduled meeting time.

  Susie sat in a window seat and smiled at Yang Jing.

  Yan Jing originally thought he would be blamed, but instead received a tolerant smile.

  Yan Jing's heart felt warm and fuzzy, was this what it felt like to be in love?

  So heart-wrenching.