Several people were stunned.
Jiang Yuhuai frowned and looked at her, holding a towel in his hand to wipe the corners of her lips.
He has always had a mysophobia, but it seems that he has never had it now.
Yu Guiwan looked at him, "I'm fine."
Jiang Yuhuai's face was serious, as if he knew something, and he didn't ask her why.
He put down the towel, put his arm around her shoulders, and asked her with lower eyes, "Shall I take you upstairs?"
Yu Guiwan vomited once and seemed to have no energy. He did not refuse and just said yes.
The man leaned over, picked her up and walked out.
Several people quickly moved out of the way.
After they went upstairs, the housekeeper came back to his senses, "Just now... did the young lady say that it has nothing to do with food?"
Neither Jiangdong nor Jiangxi spoke.
The butler continued to mutter, "It has nothing to do with food..."
"Could it be..."
He seemed to have thought of something and his eyes widened.
…
upstairs.
Jiang Yu hugged her back to the room.
Yu Guiwan leaned on the bed and looked at the man who covered her with quilt.
She opened her mouth, planning to explain something, "I just actually..."
Jiang Yuhuai sat beside the bed, held her hand, and lowered his eyes, "I know."
Yu Guiwan paused and looked at him.
What do you know?
"It's my fault. I shouldn't force you to eat at this time."
Jiang Yuhuai's voice was very soft.
He knew clearly that she couldn't eat at this time.
But he still forced her to eat so much.
In the end...
Yu Guiwan looked at his face, which was paler than hers, and said helplessly, "What do you know? I just have an upset stomach, so I can't eat."
After she saw the look on his face, she didn't tell the truth in the end.
Jiang Yuhuai reluctantly pulled the corners of his lips and tucked her into bed.
"You lie down for a while, and I'll give you medicine on your hands first."
Yu Guiwan lowered his eyes and looked at the bandage on his wrist.
She had almost forgotten about it.
Unexpectedly, he always remembered.
Jiang Yuhuai went out for a trip and came back again.
He held the medicine given by Lu Yichen in his hand.
His movement of removing the white gauze was extremely gentle.
Afraid of hurting her hand.
Yu Guiwan leaned on the head of the bed, her eyes falling on his face.
I don’t know if someone specially arranged it. The light in the bedroom is warm. When it falls, the room becomes soft.
The man has deep eyebrows and long eyelashes. When he lowers his eyes, a faint shadow will fall under his eyes.
When he didn't speak, his face was indifferent. Now his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his face was not pretty.
"This injury..."
"Lu Yichen said that the wound should not be exposed to water. You'd better not take a shower tonight." He said.
Hearing this, Yu Guiwan's expression paused, "Can't you take a shower?"
The tone didn't sound good.
She's mysophobic.
Jiang Yuhuai put the medicine away, bandaged her carefully, and said, "Do you want to take a shower?"
Yu Guiwan glanced at him expressionlessly.
if not?
He lowered his eyes again, "You can't wash it alone."
Yu Guiwan: "..."
She didn't want to talk anymore.
Jiang Yuhuai bandaged the wound, raised his eyes and looked at her, "Do you need help?"
The girl pulled the quilt and covered herself, "I won't wash it."
The man said regretfully, "Okay."
The quilt was pulled up to her head, covering her face, leaving only a few strands of soft black hair scattered around the pillow.
His eyes deepened, and then he reached out and turned off all the big lights in the bedroom, leaving only the soft and dim wall lamps.
"Go to sleep. If you feel uncomfortable, call me. I'm next door."
Yu Guiwan lazily said nothing and did not move.
Jiang Yuhuai looked at her intently for a while, chuckled, then stood up and left the bedroom.
It wasn't until the door was closed that Yu Guiwan pulled down the quilt and looked in the direction of the door.
Her cold eyes were filled with unknown emotions.
…
Outside the room door.
After Jiang Yuhuai closed the door, the originally gentle look on his face suddenly darkened.
He gripped the door handle tightly, veins bulging.
After a long while, he quietly turned around and left the second floor.
downstairs.
The butler and the others have been waiting in the living room.
Until he saw Jiang Yuhuai's figure.
Several people stood up suddenly.
"Master."
Jiang Yuhuai glanced at the dining table that had been cleared, his eyes deepened, and he ordered, "Starting tomorrow, let the kitchen prepare some smaller but more appetizing dishes, as well as the stomach-nourishing recipe that Lu Yichen left before. The chef keeps on doing it.”
The butler responded, "Yes."
"Master, are you okay, Madam? Do you want Young Master Lu to come over and take a look?"
Jiang Xi thought of the scene just now, and it didn't look like anything was wrong at all.
"Need not."
Jiang Yuhuai calmly refused, and then asked what breakfast to prepare for tomorrow morning, then turned around and went upstairs again.
Jiang Xi looked at his leaving figure, a little confused, "Why did you say you don't need to let Mr. Lu come?"
Mingming woke up in the afternoon and saw that Yu Guiwan's hand was injured like that, and his face was extremely ugly.
Are you so calm now?
The calmer it gets, the more he feels something is wrong.
Jiang Dong glanced at him and said nothing.
…
upstairs.
in the room.
Jiang Yuhuai was wearing black pajamas and standing lazily in front of the terrace.
He took out his cell phone, pressed a number, and dialed.
After a long while, the other party answered the call.
"Brother-in-law?"
There was a trace of uncertainty in Wang Shengye's voice.
Why would Jiang Yuhuai call him so late?
When the man heard this title, his expression was indifferent, but at least he was not as cold as before.
He hummed, "Do you have time?"
Wang Shengye had just taken a shower. During the past few days of military training, he could only live in school, so he had no time to go to Tanyuan to find Yu Guiwan.
"Yes, what's wrong?"
He picked up the water on the table, unscrewed it with one hand, then came outside the balcony and answered.
Jiang Yuhuai lowered his eyes, "Wanwan vomited before finishing dinner today. You know..."
Wang Shengye just took a sip of water, and before he could swallow it, it spurted out.
He casually wiped the corner of his lower lip with the back of his hand, "What did you just say? Sister Wan vomited?"
Jiang Yuhuai hummed, "She has not had a good appetite these days."
Wang Shengye's face didn't look very good either.
After hearing this, he knew the purpose of Jiang Yuhuai's call to him.
He hesitated for a few seconds before speaking, "I'm not very clear about this matter. Sister Wan's health has not been very good since she was a child, or in other words, she has good health and bad health."
Jiang Yuhuai narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's jet lag and jet lag? What do you mean?"
"For example, sometimes her appetite is very good, but sometimes her appetite is very poor. She can only eat two bites of everything, which is better. When she is not good, she will vomit whatever she eats."
Wang Shengye didn't even dare to say that once he saw Yu Guiwan vomiting until her throat was broken, and the vomit was mixed with blood.
Jiang Yuhuai's hand hanging down on his thigh slowly made a fist.
"Last time, you and Chu Yan were in the flower house of Di Tan Garden. What on earth was what Chu Yan was talking about?"
Wang Shengye opened his mouth and secretly thought it was not good.
There was still Jiangxi in the greenhouse at that time.
Jiangxi will definitely tell Jiang Yuhuai.
I just didn't expect that he would be so keen to associate this matter together at this time.
He hesitated, "This matter...if Sister Wan hadn't told you, it would be hard for me to tell you."
Jiang Yuhuai's voice was light, but it could still be heard that it was a bit cold.
"If you don't tell me, I can find out. It's just a matter of time."
"However, will the delay in the middle affect her..."
Wang Shengye closed his eyes and said, "I said."
