"Miss Xia, we're here."
Xia Sanghuan rubbed her eyes and woke up.
Her first reaction was to check Leng Chuanjin's condition.
He was still leaning quietly on her shoulder just as he was when she fell asleep.
The two of them had leaned on each other all the way home.
She pursed her lips and reached out to touch the man's forehead.
It was still burning hot. There was no sign of the fever going down.
The assistant opened the car door for them and helped her support the man out of the car.
However, as soon as they got out of the car, Leng Chuanjin woke up.
He waved his hand, indicating that he could walk on his own.
Although his steps were a bit wobbly, he still walked step by step to the door and opened it.
The girl didn't show much reaction to this scene, but the assistant behind her was stunned.
Why did the president seem to be fine as soon as he got out of the car? Wasn't he just pretending to be weak in the car?
Actually, on the way back, when the assistant was looking at the rear - view mirror, he found that the president, who was supposed to be "sleeping", opened his eyes.
At that time, Xia Sanghuan was already asleep. He glanced at her and then gave the assistant a threatening look. Then he leaned against the girl again and fell asleep.
The assistant had a million questions to ask, but he didn't dare to say anything. So he went back to help Yun Ye carry the stuff.
The girl first asked Yun Ye to take Xia Anying back to her room. After all, she had to treat her second brother first.
After Yun Ye had put all the things in order, he walked up to the girl.
At this moment, she was taking the man's temperature and feeding him fever - reducing medicine.
"Miss Xia, do you want me to call Dr. Bai?"
"No."
Before the girl could say anything, Leng Chuanjin, who was lying on the sofa, refused immediately.
"Please call him."
"Ask him to bring saline and fever - reducing medicine."
The girl completely ignored the man's will and said seriously to Yun Ye.
Yun Ye nodded.
"Okay, Miss Xia."
As he walked outside, he dialed Bai Jingxing's phone number.
"Do you want to burn yourself to death?"
She lifted his arm and took out the thermometer.
Thirty - nine point three degrees Celsius.
She frowned. "Why are you still being so stubborn at this time?"
The man closed his eyes tightly and didn't say a word.
The girl sighed and walked towards Wang Fu, who was standing beside them, anxious and pacing back and forth.
"Uncle Wang, could you please prepare a pot of plain congee and some easy - to - digest side dishes?"
The butler quickly nodded and walked towards the kitchen.
Bai Jingxing arrived at the Leng family with a medical kit and a syringe in less than ten minutes.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Leng Chuanjin lying on the sofa, looking weak.
"You finally got yourself into this state."
He walked over and bent down.
"Stop talking nonsense."
The man frowned and didn't even bother to open his eyes to look at him.
"This is the temperature I just took for him."
As soon as Bai Jingxing took out the thermometer, the girl walked over.
"I've already fed him the fever - reducing medicine. I don't know if it's working."
Dr. Bai took the thermometer from her hand.
"Thirty - nine point three degrees."
"So high?"
He looked down at Leng Chuanjin.
"Yes."
As the girl watched him take out the stethoscope, she said, "Second brother should have caught a cold."
"But I don't know if he has the flu. So I asked you to come and take a look."
Bai Jingxing listened to the man's chest with the stethoscope, then woke him up and asked him a few simple questions.
He wrote a few words briefly on the medical record, then turned to the girl and said.
"Congratulations."
"It's the flu."
The girl pressed her temples helplessly.
Bai Jingxing then turned back and started to do a blood test on Leng Chuanjin.
"It's okay. As long as it's not a bacterial infection."
"Just get a few intravenous drips and you'll be fine. Why are you being so fussy?"
As he was talking, he pricked the man's left middle finger with a small needle.
While waiting for the blood test report, Bai Jingxing simply asked how Leng Chuanjin had ended up like this.
"He accompanied me back to my hometown to visit my father's grave. Then he became like this."
Looking at the girl's expressionless face, he raised his eyebrows.
Leng Chuanjin really cared too much about her.
Well, it didn't matter to him. He only cared about the health of the Leng family and the salary his boss paid him.
After the blood test report came out, he looked down at it.
"Bacterial infection?"
"No."
"..."
The girl's eyebrows twitched visibly.
"Tell him not to be exposed to the wind or cold water for the next half - month."
As Bai Jingxing was talking, he took out the medicine he had brought.
He hung up the intravenous drip for Leng Chuanjin and then left.
"Is he gone?"
After seeing Bai Jingxing off, the girl saw her second brother, who had already opened his eyes.
He struggled to sit up from the sofa, but she pressed him back down.
"Be obedient."
"The doctor told you to rest. Didn't you hear?"
The man couldn't resist her, so he had to lie down again.
"What are you going to do with Xia Anying?"
He suddenly asked.
"To be honest, I don't know."
The girl was silent for a moment and then said.
"Afraid to tell Uncle Fu?"
After a long time, she nodded.
"Actually... I don't know how to tell him. Why did Xia Anying become like this? How much of a shock must she have suffered? If I tell him the truth, what will the Fu family do with her?"
She sighed. "These are all unknowns."
"Then let her stay in the Leng family."
The man said lightly.
"But..."
"She can't do anything now, right?"
The girl hesitated and nodded.
Looking at her somewhat guilty expression, he smiled and reached out to pinch her cheek.
"You can take good care of me while I'm sick. That'll be your payment."
The smile on his lips made her relax a lot.
As time passed, the medicine in the bottle was used up.
She stood up and replaced it with another bottle.
"Another one?"
"Of course."
"And after this one, there's still one more."
The girl glanced at him gleefully.
"Are you hungry? I'll go and bring you a bowl of congee."
"You can just ask Uncle Wang to bring it."
However, the girl turned around and walked away without hesitation.
After she brought the congee over, maybe because she was embarrassed, she didn't offer to feed him.
The man drank the hot congee mouthful by mouthful, feeling that his dry and painful throat was relieved.
"Brother, you're back!"
Before he finished the congee, a familiar female voice came from the door.
It was Leng Wanqing.
Leng Chuanjin, whose face had been relatively gentle, immediately sank.
"Where have you been?"
He looked at his younger sister. "I went shopping with my friends."
She lowered her head guiltily.
"How many times have I told you..."
"Brother Chuanjin."
Before the man could finish his words, he was interrupted by the girl.
"Don't get angry."