pappabearbooks Chapter 621 Jiang Ci is ill
Chapter 621 Jiang Ci is ill
Yan Shu instantly felt a wave of heat rushing towards him.
"You...what are you thinking about all day? How can you be so reckless as a scholar? Don't you feel ashamed?"
Seeing Yan Shu was so angry that she was jumping up and down, Jiang Ci was afraid that she would fall down due to being too excited, so he reached out to hold her hand. Yan Shu was so scared that she took a big step back, but her feet slipped and she fell backwards as expected.
Jiang Ci was quick-witted and quickly dodged in front of her, pulling her back in time.
Yan Shu's heart was beating wildly with fear, and he huddled in Jiang Ci's arms, not daring to move.
Jiang Ci raised his hand and patted her back gently: "Don't be afraid, I won't let you fall."
Yan Shu recovered and couldn't help but roll his eyes at him: "If you hadn't suddenly approached me just now, I wouldn't have suddenly retreated."
Jiang Ci smiled and said softly, "Okay, it's all my fault. Let's go down now. Sister-in-law, please hold me tight. If I accidentally let go..."
Before Jiang Ci could finish his words, Yan Shu reached out and hugged his waist.
Being able to survive for one more day is a blessing, and she doesn't want to end up falling to death.
Jiang Ci raised the corners of his lips, suppressed his joyful smile, and flew towards the ground while holding Yan Shu.
As soon as his feet touched the ground, Yan Shu immediately took a step back and kept a safe distance.
Jiang Ci stared at her silently. Yan Shu coughed lightly and said, "Don't mention what happened on the roof again. If you behave in such an inappropriate way again in the future, I will..."
Before Yan Shu finished speaking, Jiang Ci leaned over and stared at her with his dark eyes full of smiles: "What about you?"
Yan Shu put on a very serious attitude.
"Of course I stay away from you."
She couldn't win by fighting, and she couldn't win by using tricks, so she had no choice but to stay away from this path.
Jiang Ci's eyes curved slightly, and without saying a word he reached out and grabbed Yan Shu's wrist.
Yan Shu said angrily: "Why are you still touching me, Jiang Ci, you are a scoundrel."
"Hush, the people living in this courtyard are all martial arts masters with sharp ears. If they hear it, I'm afraid I can't wash myself clean even if I jump into the river."
Yan Shu immediately shut up and stared at him coldly in silent protest.
Jiang Ci lowered his eyes and stared at her soft and delicate hands: "I heard from Wuming that you had suffered serious internal injuries, so we showed up in Qingyun Mountain not to deal with Taoist Wuji, but to seek medical treatment for you. Why didn't you tell me this?"
Jiang Ci spoke slowly, his slender fingers already pressing on Yan Shu's pulse.
There was nothing abnormal found in her pulse. Her complexion was rosy and her breathing was steady. She did not look like she was seriously injured.
Yan Shu's expression changed slightly and he immediately withdrew his hand.
"I'm a doctor. I know my own body best. It's been a long time. I'm fine now. I'm going back to my room. You should get some rest too."
Yan Shu took off his cloak and returned it to Jiang Ci, then turned around and walked quickly back to the room on the crunchy snow.
After Jiang Ci saw Yan Shu back to his room, he looked around the other rooms with a cold gaze.
The shadow guards who were hiding in the house and peeping quickly returned to their beds.
When Yan Shu lay in bed, he would inexplicably recall the scenes of him and Jiang Ci together, and even when he closed his eyes, the scene of them kissing would appear in his mind.
She tried to cover her head with the quilt to force herself not to think too much, but her brain was out of control. The more she tried to suppress it, the more those images flashed through her mind in a continuous loop, as if a repeat button had been pressed. As a result, it was almost dawn when she actually fell asleep.
Yan Shu slept until noon, but was still awakened by a knock on the door.
"Miss Yan? Are you awake?"
Yan Shu took out his pocket watch and took a look at it, then sat up in shock.
It’s already noon?
She called back to the door: "I'm awake, but are we going to hurry?"
The person outside the door said, "No, the master... caught a cold last night and is still lying in bed. Originally, the master thought it was no big deal, so he told his subordinates not to wake you up, but now the master's body is a little hot and he is a little dazed."
Yan Shu frowned, immediately threw back the quilt and got out of bed.
"Wait a moment, I'll pack up and go over as soon as possible."
"it is good."
After the person outside the door left, Yan Shu quickly went into the space to wash, put on his clothes, walked to the dressing table, casually tied his long hair into a bun, then stood up and left the room.
When we arrived at the door of the next door, Ying Si and Ying Qi were guarding it.
"Miss Yan, please go in quickly. The master is in a bad mood and has ordered us not to go in to take care of him. We have no choice but to stay here."
Yan Shu nodded, pushed open the door and walked in.
Jiang Ci was lying on the bed with his long hair loose. He was originally a handsome man, but now with his sick face he looked like a delicate flower reflected in the water or a willow swaying in the wind. He was less handsome and clear, but more charming.
It is really inappropriate to use the word "charming" to describe a man, but Jiang Ci's whole body now shows that "he is weak and easy to bully".
Jiang Ci heard the door open and said in an unhappy voice: "Didn't I say I don't need you to serve me? Get out!"
Yan Shu coughed lightly and said, "I heard Ying Si say that you were sick, so I came to see you."
After hearing Yan Shu's voice, Jiang Ci slowly opened his eyes.
"Did Ying Si come to find you? They are really getting more and more outrageous. I reminded you not to disturb your rest early in the morning. I caught a cold and I'm afraid I'll pass it on to you."
Seeing that Jiang Ci's cheeks were abnormally flushed, Yan Shu walked to the bedside and took his temperature. Her hands were a little cold, and she was surprised by the heat as soon as she touched his body.
"You're still holding on even though you have a high fever. Do you want to burn yourself into a fool?"
Jiang Ci smiled weakly: "Maybe if the burn is severe enough, I can recover my memory."
"Your memory is lost, but you only have one life. I'll help you get up and take the medicine for your fever first."
Before Yan Shu came, he had filled a bamboo tube with spiritual spring water and a fever-reducing pill, and reached out to help Jiang Ci sit up.
Jiang Ci leaned on Yan Shu as if he had rickets: "I feel a little dizzy, sister-in-law, let me lean on you for a while."
His voice is a little different from usual, with a heavy nasal tone due to the cold he caught. Combined with the cold tone he usually speaks in, it's low and a little nonchalant. He's truly an excellent voice actor.
Yan Shu took a deep breath, quickly suppressed his uncontrollable heartbeat, and said helplessly: "You have taken the initiative to approach me, what else can I say?"
She opened the bamboo tube and handed the pills to Jiang Ci: "Take the antipyretic first. I'll borrow the shopkeeper's kitchen to make you a bowl of cold medicine. Drink the medicine and have a good sleep. The snow doesn't show any signs of stopping today, so we'll stay here for two days and continue our journey when you've recovered."