On the road, Ji Nuan could not hold it in and sneezed several more times.
Mo Jingshen directly drove back to the Yu Garden without bringing her to eat. He immediately called Auntie Chen to boil some red sugar ginger tea for her.
Ji Nuan did not take her cold seriously. She drank a few sips of the tea and furrowed her brows from the spiciness. Since a long time ago, she had always hated drinking this sort of thing. She really could not bring herself to swallow it down. Just as she was about to put the cup down, she raised her head and saw Mo Jingshen across from her.
It seemed like if she did not swallow the tea down, she would not be able to have dinner.
"This ginger tea is really too spicy." Ji Nuan rarely admitted her troubles. "Can I drink it after dinner?"
"Madam, dinner is already being prepared. You drink the ginger tea first; it will warm up your body." Auntie Chen appeared from the side, nagging, "Recently a lot of people have been catching colds, and their symptoms are especially serious. Yesterday, my niece from my hometown called me and told me that she caught a cold so bad that she couldn't leave the bed for three days. It was painful to the point where she couldn't even open her eyes. So, Madam, you must sweat it out tonight. You can't catch a cold ah!"
Ji Nuan raised her head. Because she did not like to drink it, she could only look at Mo Jingshen with downturned eyes.
Mo Jingshen: "Heard that? Drink it."
Ji Nuan was helpless. She could only raise the cup and drink several sips. It was painfully spicy, but she could not no drink it. In the end, she could only pinch her nose and chug it.
In the past, Ji Nuan was not so easy to persuade when it came to things like this.
When she was young, she had suffered a bad cold in the north. Ever since then, her body had been especially prone to fevers. However, her personality was stubborn. Whenever she fell sick, she would lock herself in her room and wrapped herself under her blankets to sleep for two nights. She would refuse medicine and injections, and would not even drink the ginger tea that was so difficult to swallow.
It was only when he saw the bottom of the cup that Mo Jingshen signaled Auntie Chen to hasten with dinner preparations because on the way back Ji Nuan had complained about being hungry nonstop.
"You go back to your room and have a warm shower first. Change to more comfortable clothes and come down," Mo Jingshen said.
Ji Nuan had been intending to do so as well. After all, after drinking the tea, her body felt warm to the point of discomfort.
Not long after she returned to her room, Ji Nuan's mind became somewhat dizzy and heavy. She was not sure if it was because she had really caught a cold.
Thinking of having a warm bath quickly, she removed her clothes and entered the bathroom.
After sitting in the warm water for less than a minute, Ji Nuan closed her eyes. She was dazed and began to feel sleepy.
But no matter what, she could not sleep comfortably. She wanted to wake up, yet she could not.
She felt like she was being tossed between the cold and heat. One moment her body felt like it was being buried in snow, the next she felt like she was being cooked in a pot.
This feeling was extremely uncomfortable. She tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids were heavy to the point where she could not lift them.
A pitch-black dream appeared in her mind mercilessly.
She dreamed that she had made a deep cut on her wrist and blood would not stop flowing out of it.
In her dream, she laid weakly in the hospital bed that smelled strongly of disinfectant. Her wrist was wrapped thickly in gauze. A tall silhouette stood by her side. He had already stood there for a whole night.
A divorce agreement was placed next to her pillow. She could hardly hear a single word the man was saying.
The scene kept changing. Ji Nuan wanted to grab onto that figure that was determined on leaving but could only stagger forward aimlessly in the dark.
She dreamed that after their divorce, all of the Mo family elders avoided her and did not speak to her. Due to her divorce and attempted suicide, her father began to have psychological problems. For two years she was not allowed to step in through the Ji family's door.
She saw that Ji Mengran brought her to a bar to get drunk, saw herself take drugs there and becoming addicted!
The Ji family became bankrupt. Her father was extremely resentful, and all the closest people who loved her went far away. Her once proud and dazzling lifestyle gradually fell apart.
When she was feeling lost, Xia Tian thought of all sorts of methods to look out for her, bringing her home, accompanying her, cheering her on.
The scene changed once more. Ji Nuan suddenly ran like mad but was unable to hold onto the corner of a skirt. She saw Xia Tian's blood-covered body fall under the bridge; her eyes staring up at the bird that flew past. Even in her death, her eyes were not closed.
Ji Nuan's faith in life crumbled over and over again. All the people who loved her and the people she loved kept dying and leaving…
Those who once saw the Ji family as enemies found her. She was kidnapped, threatened, brought onto an old car that had several beautiful ladies, and finally sold to a mountainous area.
She was sold to a fifty-year-old man. The man even had a twenty-plus-year-old retarded son!
Every time she escaped; she was caught back. Over and over again she was cruelly hurt and scolded. She was even almost raped by the two of them. She could only use a knife to destroy her own face and body. Every day, her blood-covered body prevented them from doing anything.
That dark life… Why would it still enter her dreams?!
She wanted to wake up! She did not want to relieve the nightmares of her previous life!
The dark scenes kept changing. She ran out of the mountainous areas but was sold into Hai City's Yun family.
The Yun family's young mistress was murdered, and she was convicted as the murderer. The police said that they made several investigations and found that according to a relative of hers, many years ago, she was on bad terms with the Yun family's young mistress and it was confirmed that she had a motive to kill.
Relative? During then, aside from Ji Mengran who had long disappeared, she no longer had any other relatives.
In the last moments of her life, she was imprisoned and held captive for three months. Her drug addiction caused her to cough blood… Her life was in pieces…
This dream felt as long as ten years…
No!
Wake up!
Hurry and wake up!
She did not want to hear the news that Mo Jingshen brought Ji Mengran back to the country once more… she did not want that…
Ji Nuan struggled bitterly in her dreams but was unable to escape the vortex in the dark.
She suddenly heard the sound of a door being opened. A cool hand gently pressed against her head.
"She has a fever. Auntie Chen, go bring the medicine." A cold and calm voice traveled past her ears. It was only then that Ji Nuan awoke violently from her dreams.
She opened her eyes with some effort and was instantly carried out of the tub by someone.
She was somewhat confused, unaware of where she was. She was not even conscious of the fact that she was naked.
Her snow-white skin, thin and long legs, the snowy soft of her chest, and even her seaweed-like wet silky hair were all shown to him.
Due to the boiling heat of her body that was beyond his expectations, Mo Jingshen wrapped her up in a towel. Ji Nuan instinctually leaned her head in his embrace, closing her eyes in pain.
Those nightmares no longer showed up. She released her breath but felt something warm wanting to flood out of her eyes.
Thank god… It was all in the past…
This was Mo Jingshen's embrace. It was warm; it was what caused people to yearn for—an embrace that belonged only to her.
In the past, if she had not been so silly, even if she had lost everything, she would still have had Mo Jingshen.
In the end, even he was pushed away by her. Pushed so far away, so far!
She wanted to cry. She held in the tears and pressed her head in his embrace.
"Mr. Mo, this is the fever-reducing medicine. I've also brought the thermometer!" It was Auntie Chen's voice. Her voice was somewhat breathless. It seems that she had ran to find the medicine.
Ji Nuan was placed on the bed. She subconsciously grabbed onto the sleeve of his shirt. Even if she was weak to the point of having no strength, she still weakly wanted to hold onto him.
Mo Jingshen saw her action and did not leave. He moved to hold her hand. "Don't be scared. I'm not leaving."
His quiet voice seemed to be the best soothing medicine. Ji Nuan weakly opened her eyes. Her eyes were somewhat red. Even if it was no longer scary, she still held onto him, unwilling to let go.
Mo Jingshen saw her figure and directly measured her temperature. Ji Nuan then heard him say, "Thirty-nine degrees."
"Ya! How did Madam get such a fever from bathing? This temperature is too high!" The moment Auntie Chen heard him she panicked. "Once, Madam fell sick, but she kept herself locked in her room, refusing to eat or take medicine. I didn't know what to do at all. Thank god this time you are at home, Mr. Mo. If not…"
"Go bring an ice pack." Mo Jingshen cut her off.
Auntie Chen immediately stopped her nagging and rushed to go find an ice pack.
Ji Nuan knew that every time she caught a cold, she would have a fever. She was already used to it. Mo Jingshen knew as well, which was why he frequently nagged her to stay warm.
"Come, take the medicine." Mo Jingshen helped her sit up on the bed.
She sat up, leaning in his embrace without struggling. It was only when he brought the medicine over that she furrowed her brows. In the past, she truly did not take medicine often. Due to the cold she suffered when she was young, she had to drink Chinese medicine every day. Since then, she hated any sort of bitter medicine. She would rather bury her head and sleep for several days than take medication.
"Be good, take the medicine." Mo Jingshen lowered his voice, coaxing her.
She pressed her head against his shoulder, opening her eyes to stare at him. Her eyes were pleading, could she not take it?
He was silent for a moment before speaking softly, "Do you want me to change the method to feed you?"
Ji Nuan was curious and asked softly, "Change what method?"
Could it be that he was going to prepare some sweets for her? When she was young and needed to take medicine, the Ji family helper auntie would always prepare several sweets for her due to her whining.
Yet, the sweets she expected did not appear. Under her gaze, Mo Jingshen brought the medicine to his lips.
Ji Nuan immediately understood and rushed to block his hands. She then carefully took the medicine from him and placed it in her mouth.
Although she did not mind him feeding her with his mouth, she did not want to pass the cold to him.
The bitter taste spread in her mouth. Her brows furrowed and she rushed to swallow a big gulp of warm water. The pill was swallowed down, but she felt like the bitter taste in her throat was unbearable.
"So bitter."
"You know that you can't catch a cold and you still go out without a coat. Do you want me to lock you at home in the Yu Garden for the entirety of autumn and winter?" Mo Jingshen touched her hair that was still wet, speaking with a heavy voice, "Sit properly, don't lie down. Dry your hair before you sleep."
Ji Nuan was still leaning in his embrace unwilling to move. After drinking some water, she felt that it was not as uncomfortable as before, but she did not have much strength left.
Seeing her sickly and dependent figure, Mo Jingshen sighed and stood up to look for the hairdryer. He brought it to the bedside and plugged it in.
Ji Nuan sat on the bed. She really did not have the strength to dry her own hair. She turned to look at him. Just as she was about to whine and have him dry her hair, she heard the sound of the hairdryer coming from his hand.
The warm air blew past her hair, gently blowing on her scalp. Initially, she was still slightly giddy, and because of the nightmares, she felt like her current state was as though she was standing on a cliff. Her emotions were all strung tight. But this warmth allowed her whole body to relax. After only a few minutes, she began to feel sleepy.
The cold and fever medicine both caused drowsiness. Ji Nuan closed her eyes, feeling drowsy.
By the time her hair was dry, and Mo Jingshen had turned off the hairdryer, her whole body slanted to the side and almost fell.
Mo Jingshen reached out and held her. He saw that her drowsiness had come too quickly, and she was quietly leaning in his embrace. The room only had her quiet, soft breaths.
He lightly sighed, supporting her body to lie down on the bed.
His gaze unintentionally fell on her body wrapped in the towel. Earlier, when he brought her out of the bathroom, he could only use one hand to put the towel on her. Now that her body had relaxed, the snow-white skin of her chest could almost be seen. Her soft hair draped downwards, half concealing it.
In his embraced, she was completely soft and relaxed. Mo Jingshen's gaze slowly darkened as he felt her cold hands.
Her body was burning hot, yet her hands were freezing cold. He breathed deeply, holding onto her hands. After a moment, as though having thought of something, he glanced towards her exposed snow-white little feet.
Touching them, he discovered that they were cold, just as cold as her hands. He held them in his palm and frowned.
Ji Nuan whined in her sleep, likely because of the comforting warmth that suddenly appeared on her hands and feet, "En…"
Mo Jingshen covered the blanket over her body. Ensuring that only her head was poking out, he gently touched her burning forehead, sliding down against her soft hair.
Ji Nuan did not sleep steadily. Her body was already burning hot. After being covered, it felt hot to the point of discomfort. She struggled a little but was held down by him.
"Mr. Mo." Auntie Chen walked in, placing the ice packs on the side. Seeing that Ji Nuan was already asleep, she spoke softly, "Just now I remade some food for Madam. I also made porridge. Should we wake her and let her eat a little? She hasn't had dinner yet."
"Keep the porridge warm. Let her eat when she wakes up."
Right now, even if she were to sit up, she most likely would not have even the strength to move her lips.
"Alright, then… Sir, you should go to rest. Leave this to me. I'll take care of Madam."
"No need. I'll stay here tonight."
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Although Ji Nuan was very tired, she did not sleep peacefully. In her half asleep and half-dreaming state, she felt as though her bed had been pressed down slightly. Her body had already released some sweat. It was warm and sticky and extremely uncomfortable. She frowned; her face full of an expression of dislike. A few seconds later, she was pulled into an embrace. The blanket on her was covered even more tightly around her. Even the smallest bit of gap was not revealed.
"So warm…" she said in a daze.
Mo Jingshen laid by her side holding her, repeatedly wrapping around her the blanket she tried to kick away.
It was only when her hands and feet were no longer as cold, and her body temperature seemed to drop several degrees after sweating that Mo Jingshen gently touched her sweat-covered hair. "Bear with it for a little while. When your fever drops, it won't be so uncomfortable, en?"
She quietened down.
At midnight, Ji Nuan suddenly woke up. She stared at the man who laid so close to her.
Due to her high fever, some red veins were showing on her eyes. She stared at him silently.
After being stared by her for a minute, Mo Jingshen opened his eyes. "Awake? Auntie Chen kept some porridge warm for you. Come have some."
He sat up.
Ji Nuan rushed to grab hold of his hand, unwilling to let go. "I won't eat. Don't go…"
The dependence and love in her voice could not be concealed.
Mo Jingshen who was about to tug his hands out paused in surprise.
If it were just the discomfort from the fever causing her to act spoiled, that would not be strange. But such weakness and fear should not appear in Ji Nuan.
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