Chapter 84
"I'm going to see him." Shang Wan wanted to go out, but Xiaohuan quickly grabbed her and handed her a set of clean clothes, "Sister, please change out of your wet clothes first, and I'll go."
She picked up the pot lid and put it on her head and ran out.
Shang Wan: Well... I need an umbrella at home.
"Mom!" Yuanyuan quickly crawled over and pounced on Shang Wan like a cannonball.
"Wait a minute." Shang Wan reached out and lifted the little guy up, keeping a distance. "I'm already wet. I'll hug you later."
"Daddy!" Yuanyuan fluttered her short arms and legs, and the little girl said anxiously, "Red!"
Shang Wan frowned, "Red?"
"Hot!" Yuanyuan said another word urgently.
red? hot?
Is it possible that you are sick?
"Okay, Mom knows." Shang Wan didn't hear any unusual noises. She shook the anxious baby soothingly, "Don't worry, let's go see daddy together."
Shang Wan quickly walked to the compartment where she and Lu Chengjing lived. The door panel was pushed open, and Shang Wan stretched his neck to look inside.
Lu Chengjing was seen wrapped in a quilt and facing outside, with his eyes closed and his brows deeply furrowed. The black hair on his temples was soaked and clinging to his rosy cheeks.
I really have a fever.
Yuanyuan called daddy in her mouth and fluttered her short legs to get down.
Shang Wan put her down smoothly, turned around and closed the door. He quickly changed into a set of clean clothes by the door before walking over.
Putting his hand on Lu Chengjing's forehead to test the temperature, Shang Wan frowned, guessing that he caught a cold from the cold wind while waiting for her to come back last night, and he didn't feel it until now.
She pinched Lu Chengjing's mouth open and fed two drops of spiritual spring water into it.
"Mom." Yuanyuan crawled over and hugged her mother, her little face rubbing her mother's shoulder dependently.
Shang Wan patted the little guy's back gently, and after she stopped rubbing him, he said softly, "Daddy will be fine soon, don't worry."
With her round little head, Shang Wan took her out and put her on the soft cushion.
Xiao Huan helped Shi Shi in. Not only did Shi Shi become a drowned rat, but she also gave in too.
After the two of them changed their clothes and came out, they realized that Lu Chengjing had a high fever. Xiaohuan immediately blamed himself for being too careless for not noticing that something was wrong with his brother-in-law.
Shang Wan comforted: "I don't blame you, who hasn't been sick yet? Besides, you have a lot of busy things to do, and you have to take care of Yuanyuan, how can you keep an eye on him all the time?"
"I gave him some medicine and he'll be fine if he takes a nap."
Xiaohuan felt better now. Thinking that the three of them had been caught in the rain to avoid getting cold and sick, she quickly put the earthen pot on the fire and started to cook ginger soup.
Shang Wan took advantage of Xiaohuan's inattention and poured a drop of spiritual spring water into it.
Shitou ran to the cubicle and looked at Lu Chengjing before he came back and helped Shang Wan clean up the things in the bamboo basket.
The little turtle huddled into its shell and went to sleep. Yuanyuan had no playmate, so she crawled over to join in the fun.
Shitou was worried that the dead snake would scare her, so she blocked it. Unexpectedly, Yuanyuan's attention was entirely on the fruit wrapped in leaves.
The little guy picked up a fruit, tilted his head to look at his mother, raised the fruit high, and said, "Second!"
Shang Wan glanced at it and said, "It's too hard, you can't bite it."
The little kid Yuanyuan was not afraid of the difficulties. He held the fruit in his two little hands and took a bite of it with millet teeth. The sour and astringent taste quickly took over his taste buds.
"Bah!" The little guy spit out the bit of green skin he had chewed off decisively, and his little face instantly wrinkled into a bitter gourd.
Shang Wan was happy and picked up a slightly larger fruit to tease her, "Do you still want to eat it?"
"Bu!" Yuanyuan flattened her mouth, threw the fruit aside with disgust, and crawled to find Xiaohuan for a milk bottle.
After a while, Shang Wan and Shi Tou picked up all the herbs. Shitou brought the medical book and read it again. After confirming that he had got it right, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Shang Wan patted the young man on the shoulder, "Not bad, keep up the good work."
"Hehe." Shitou grinned with big white teeth. Just as he was about to say something, his nose itched and he sneezed loudly.
"The ginger soup is ready." Xiaohuan took out two bowls of ginger soup from the earthen pot and invited the two of them to come over and drink. The ginger soup is moderately spicy and has a unique aroma of ginger. Because of the addition of red dates, it still tastes a little sweet.
After a bowl of ginger soup, the body warms up from the inside out.
Shang Wan filled a bowl and took it to the compartment. He found that the blush on Lu Chengjing's cheeks had faded away, leaving a slight pink color. He looked better than when he was not sick.
Lu Chengjing's lips moved and he was mumbling.
Shang Wan listened carefully and found that grandfather, mother, no, no, father... were all words that did not form sentences.
Her eyes dimmed, and she reached out and patted Lu Chengjing's cheek, "Wake up, wake up."
Lu Chengjing's eyelashes trembled, and he was pulled out of the dark nightmare by the familiar voice. He slowly opened his eyes and stared at Shang Wan with his misty black eyes.
"Drink the ginger soup before going to bed." Shang Wan helped him up and leaned against him, then raised the soup bowl next to him and brought it to Lu Chengjing's lips.
Lu Chengjing lowered his eyes and took a small sip.
Shang Wan stared at his trembling long eyelashes and said softly: "You need to take good care of your body. Don't stay out in the cold waiting for me to come back. It's you who will suffer when you get sick."
"You are my wife." Lu Chengjing let go of the rim of the bowl, his pale lips turned red due to the warmth of the ginger soup, and his voice was a little hoarse, "How can I feel at ease before you return?"
Shang Wan: "I can fight a hundred, what are you worried about?"
Lu Chengjing pursed his lips and said nothing, even refusing to drink the ginger soup.
Being sick is a bit childish.
"Drink it while it's hot." Shang Wan brought the soup bowl closer and deliberately teased his fox, "You can wait under the quilt and warm it up by the way."
Lu Chengjing sipped the rim of the bowl, raised his eyes to look at her, and said a dull "hmm", his breath making ripples in the soup bowl.
"You're so good." Shang Wan leaned over and stole a scent from the person's face. After the person finished drinking the ginger soup, he tucked the person back into bed again.
Shang Wan wanted to take out the soup bowl, but the hem of her skirt was caught.
Lu Chengjing's black hair was scattered on the back of his head, his chin was buried in the quilt, and his expression was miserable. His left hand stretched out from the quilt and grasped a corner of the skirt firmly.
Shang Wan raised his eyebrows, feeling that this move was a bit familiar.
She said: "Let go first, I'll go and come back."
"Okay." Lu Chengjing's eyelids drooped, and he responded without letting go of his hand.
Shang Wan: "..."
Forget it, my own fox, pamper me.
"Move inside and I'll lie down with you for a while."
Shang Wan took off his coat and lay down in the position given by Lu Chengjing. As soon as he lay down, a large rib demon came over.
Shang Wan was quite surprised, so he hugged the person and patted her on the back, "Go to sleep, and get up later for dinner."
There was a muffled response in my ears, and after a while, my breathing became even.
Shang Wan was not sleepy at first, but now he was lying on the warm bed, listening to the patter of rain, and gradually felt sleepy, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
When I woke up, the rain had stopped.
Lu Chengjing was still sleeping. Shang Wan reached out and touched his forehead. It was slightly wet with sweat and the temperature had completely returned to normal.
The aroma of the food drifted in through the door, and Shang Wan's stomach rumbled.
As if awakened by the noise, Lu Chengjing opened his eyes and was stunned for a moment when he saw Shang Wan. He didn't understand why Shang Wan was here.
Shang Wan blinked, "You dragged me and refused to let me go. You asked me to sleep with you. You are more clingy than Yuanyuan. Don't you remember?"
Lu Chengjing's lips were slightly open, his pupils were trembling, he, he, he... clingy? !
(End of chapter)