She still felt shy and blushed, but she was no longer nervous. She gently wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. When she went back to wring the towel, she brought the basin to the kang.
He could watch if he wanted to. She was afraid that he would twist his neck if she was far away.
Although it was only for a moment, Yun Guyuan could not move his head casually after the towel was placed on his forehead.
“Sleep for a while. I’ll be here.” Yi Qingqing sat on the kang and looked at him.
Yun Guyuan closed his eyes reluctantly.
He pictured her appearance in his mind and didn’t want to sleep at all, but his body didn’t allow it. Soon his breathing became long and deep, and this time, he slept soundly.
Yi Qingqing waited until he fell asleep. Then she quietly returned to her room, took out a pot of porridge from the space, took the textbooks and notes on the table, and quickly returned to Yun Guyuan’s room.
The first thing she did when she came back was to see if Yun Guyuan was sleeping well and whether the towel on his forehead was still warm.
After finding out everything was fine, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief and put the clay pot on the stove next to him to warm it up over a low fire.
He didn’t eat any breakfast or lunch, so he must be hungry. It would be just right to warm the porridge and drink it later.
Then she moved her small stool and sat by the kang, reading and sorting out her notes.
She changed his towel from time to time, checked whether he was sleeping well, and tested the temperature of his body.
The temperature soon dropped. Yi Qingqing took the towel aside and let him sleep well.
Yun Guyuan felt that he had slept very peacefully and comfortably. When he woke up, he felt relaxed.
He almost couldn’t wait to open his eyes and look for her figure.
Not far away, she was sitting on a small stool with a book on her knees, reading very seriously and occasionally writing and drawing, which looked very beautiful.
After Yi Qingqing finished reading this paragraph, she looked up and looked at Yun Guyuan’s situation. She saw someone staring at her with his head tilted to one side.
She smiled sweetly, put down the book, stood up, and walked over: “Are you awake? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?”
Yun Guyuan shook his head slightly: “Very comfortable. This is the most comfortable illness I have ever had.”
Hearing this, and thinking of his family background, Yi Qingqing felt a little sour in her heart, but she didn’t show it on her face. She reached out to feel the temperature of his forehead and compared it with her own forehead.
“Well, the temperature is really normal. Are you hungry? I’m warming up the porridge for you. Get up and have some!”
“Okay.” Yun Guyuan lifted the quilt and sat up.
Yi Qingqing took his coat that he had put aside and asked him to put it on.
“Sit a little closer inside. I’ll move the kang table over here, so it’ll be more convenient.”
Yun Guyuan moved forward reluctantly.
Yi Qingqing brought the porridge to the table on the kang and pushed it toward him, “Drink it quickly, and take a hot bath after that to get rid of the disease.”
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The author has something to say:
—Sugar-Sprinkling Little Theater—
Yun Guyuan: With my wife here, the days when I am sick are like the New Year. It feels so good to be taken care of.
Yi Qingqing: I want to live a hundred years and die of old age. If you dare to ruin your body again, when you are gone, I will find a handsome old man to piss you off to death! Let’s see if you dare to get sick again!
Yun Guyuan: I dare not! The handsome old man you find can only be me! Promise to take care of my body and keep healthy from now on! (PS: Book of Life and Death, you are already a mature book, you must learn to change your life span!)
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