Yan Ming was pacing around anxiously. Fortunately, the person he had been waiting for finally showed up.
"Second Madam..."
"Where is he? What on earth happened?" Shen Ximan asked anxiously.
"..., sigh! You'd better follow me to the bedroom first."
Due to the rules of the Bo family, he didn't elaborate.
Lying on the bed, Bo Jingyu was sweating profusely. His lips were as white as paper, and his once serious and strict face had become extremely weak, just like a gorgeous flower on the verge of withering.
"Second Young Master has been suffering from splitting headaches since just now. This old ailment hasn't flared up for a long time. I've found many doctors, but none of them could do anything!"
Yan Ming wiped away his old tears lovingly.
Without saying a word, Shen Ximan stepped forward, turned the label on the drip bottle, quickly scanned it, and complained with a dark face.
"These are all useless things. It's no wonder they're effective!"
"Ah? What?"
He was stunned. All the doctors he had invited were authorities and had won many domestic and international awards. Unexpectedly, in her eyes, these prescriptions were useless!
"Uncle Yan, do you have any filiform needles?" Shen Ximan's expression suddenly became serious, and her eyes were different from the panic when she first entered the room.
It was as if this was an innate skill that had now been completely unleashed.
"Yes, I'll go get them right away."
Yan Ming snapped out of his daze and quickly trotted to get them.
"Please excuse me for a while." Shen Ximan said calmly.
"Okay..."
Although he was worried, he thought that the Second Madam wouldn't harm the Second Young Master, so he slowly backed out and closed the door.
While Shen Ximan was performing the acupuncture, Bo Yanhai came back from the company. His earth - shattering roar echoed throughout the mansion hall.
"Who let that girl in!"
Yan Ming stepped forward and took the responsibility on his own, bowing his head humbly.
"Grand Patriarch, it was I who let the Second Young Mistress come."
"Are you out of your mind?"
Bo Yanhai was more lenient towards him than others. Even when he was extremely angry, he would never make him too embarrassed.
"Second Young Master knelt all night and is now sick in bed. I just... couldn't bear it, so I made my own decision."
He raised his wrinkled face, his eyes full of pity. "You can punish me however you like, but please let the Second Young Mistress treat him first!"
Bo Yanhai looked at his pleading and humble appearance and reluctantly compromised, suppressing his anger.
"Are the family doctors all useless? They're not even as good as an ugly girl!"
He cursed and threw his coat on the sofa, then sat down angrily, looking extremely reluctant.
Yan Ming knew his temper and realized that this was an opportunity for him to back down, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
He thought that the matter was settled and there would be no more problems. However, the next sentence made him feel caught between a rock and a hard place again.
"One is good - for - nothing, and the other can only cause trouble. Were these two born to bring me bad luck? Let that girl leave as soon as she's done treating him. The Bo family doesn't welcome such a jinx. She's no longer Jingyu's wife."
The words were so decisive that Yan Ming didn't know how to respond.
"..., yes, Grand Patriarch."
His power was too small. All he could do was compromise.
Bo Jingyu's face gradually regained its color, and his breathing became even.
"You're so stupid, bearing it all alone."
Shen Ximan looked at his weak appearance and murmured to herself.
Knock, knock. The door was knocked.
She carefully opened the door, afraid of waking him up.
"Miss Shen, are you done?"
The word "done" from Steward Qin made Shen Ximan quite unhappy.
After all, Bo Jingyu was the Second Young Master of this mansion. Was this what they called "when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter" in the rich circle?
It seemed that the so - called elegant members of the Bo family didn't have any good qualities. They were just fair - weather friends.
"What do you want?"
Shen Ximan's face was cold, and her tone was full of disdain, which stunned Steward Qin.
She didn't expect that a woman who had been forbidden by the Grand Patriarch to enter the Bo family could still look down on her. But then she thought, it was just a useless struggle. There was no need to be afraid of her.
"The Grand Patriarch has given an order. After you're done, get out of here immediately."
Shen Ximan sneered. "I'm not done yet. What can you do?"
"You! You're defying the Grand Patriarch!"
She crossed her arms in front of her chest, raised her chin defiantly, and said, "Without the Grand Patriarch's order, you're nothing in my eyes."
Steward Qin was so angry that she trembled. Her eyes were so fierce that they could kill.
"I'll report your words." After saying that, she quickly turned around and walked downstairs. She looked like a primary school student who couldn't get her way and could only tattle, looking both childish and stupid.
Shen Ximan shook her head mockingly. Just as she opened the door and entered, she saw Bo Jingyu looking at her expressionlessly. Their eyes met, and it seemed as if time had stood still.
"You're awake? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" She carefully sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes full of worry.
"Who let you come?"
His voice was hoarse and cold. Just a few words created a great distance between them.
"..., I heard you were not feeling well."
Bo Jingyu's eyes were as cold as frost. He seemed more like a stranger than a stranger.
"You've seen me. You can leave now."
Shen Ximan clenched her fists and vented all the words she had been holding back.
"Why did you lie to me?"
His eyes didn't dodge. "What did I lie to you about?"
"I caused all the trouble. Why did you take the blame for me! If I hadn't accidentally met Su Minghan, would you have never contacted me again?"
Bo Jingyu sneered. "It had nothing to do with you in the first place."
This sentence hit her like a heavy blow, adding insult to injury.
"You... wasn't it because of me?" Shen Ximan's eyes turned red.
"You really think too highly of yourself. I thought you were quite interesting before, so I indulged you everywhere and even kindly helped you raise a little useless thing. Now I'm bored and don't want to play anymore."
The expression and movement when he turned his face were definitely not an act.
Shen Ximan had never felt like this before.
It was as if her heart was being torn apart. The powerless oppression surrounded her, and even taking a breath was dry and painful.
"I understand. I'll disappear from your sight."
She held onto her last bit of self - esteem. "After I find a suitable place, I'll take An Ruo away immediately. I won't cause you any trouble."
Bo Jingyu's expression remained unchanged. He was cold to the bone.
"Do as you please."
Shen Ximan thought that after he woke up, he would at least say something grateful, even if it was just flattery. It wouldn't be as embarrassing as it was now.
She opened the door dejectedly and slowly walked out.
The moment the door closed, Bo Jingyu stared blankly at it.
He knew that this was the most heartless way, but in order to let Shen Ximan live unscathed somewhere, a little bit of hatred was nothing.
Yan Ming noticed someone coming downstairs and quickly ran over to intercept her. "Second Young Mistress, the car has been arranged for you."
Shen Ximan nodded dejectedly.
"Uncle Yan, I've written down the prescriptions and put them under the book. Could you please go to the pharmacy to get the medicine in person?"