Yin Han entered Nan Sheng's room and felt heartbroken when he saw the pale man on the bed.
She was really so bad, not telling him and trying to hide it from him.
When Yang Silin saw Yin Han appear, she thought she was hallucinating. If Su Chuanlin hadn't reminded him, she would have stepped forward to touch him to see if he was a real person.
"Sister-in-law, it's Yin Han. He has been outside just now."
Hearing Su Chuanlin's explanation, Yang Silin had the same reaction as Su Chuanlin just now, but now it was mainly about Nan Sheng's fever getting down: "Sheng Bao has had a fever all day, and the fever doesn't go away, but he didn't stop and kept chanting your name. I No matter how I called her, she didn't respond. I just physically cooled down and wiped her body, and I will continue after 40 minutes."
After Yang Silin finished speaking, she got up from the bed consciously.
Yin Han heard the words and walked up.
When Yin Han sat down, Su Chuanlin had already asked everyone to evacuate.
He bet that Yin Han was more effective than any elixir.
Yin Han sat beside the bed, stroking her little face with his long, moist fingers. His eyes were full of pain, haze, and complexity.
She cried for a long time, her eyelids were still red, and there were still traces of tears hanging from the corners of her eyes.
"Shengsheng, I am..."
Yin Han's unique voice sounded in this quiet room, and he didn't know if Nan Sheng heard it.
Her red lips were slightly open, and she still whispered softly in the confusing dream: "Yin Han... don't... I'm sorry..."
Yin Han slowly lowered his head, kissed her forehead, and opened his mouth softly: "My dear, how on earth can you believe that I have never blamed you."
Watching her murmuring and feeling guilty, Yin Han felt that his heart was aching and shattered with every word she said.
He only hated why he had to be coerced by Lu Zhicheng and why he wasn't braver.
Maybe they'll be fine this way.
When the door was slowly knocked open, a doctor walked in.
Mu Sheng, Nan’s family doctor.
He personally brought in a tray, and on the tray was a bowl of soup that he had brewed himself.
"Xiaohan, this is the decoction I prepared. Try your best to let Shengsheng drink it. It's better to drink it while it's hot."
Even though they haven't seen each other for nearly a year, Mu Sheng is still very familiar with Yin Han. After all, he has been in the Nan family for more than 20 years.
"Um."
Musheng put down the soup and looked at it, then went out without saying anything else.
Yin Han moved and lowered his head: "Sheng Bao, we are going to drink medicine. Can you open your eyes and look at me?"
"Yin Han..."
"Hmm...baby, I'm here, always..."
After speaking, he picked up the medicinal soup, picked up the spoon, drank it into his mouth first, lowered his head without hesitation, and slowly passed it into Nan Sheng's mouth.
He gently pinched her chin. The little woman in her sleep was so obedient that it was heartbreaking. She opened her mouth obediently and swallowed the medicine.
Yin Han gently pinched Nan Sheng's chin. The confused girl made him feel distressed and opened her mouth obediently.
Unexpectedly feeling the familiar breath, Nan Sheng's mouth moved subconsciously, and he kept swallowing until he finished drinking the medicine.
"Baby, you're so good, please get better soon. If you don't wake up, I'll think you don't want me anymore..."
"I bought a house in Beicheng and live opposite you. After you get better, I will take you to see it, okay?"
"I'm also undergoing treatment for my throat. Don't you want to hear how my recovery is now?
"……."
Yin Han's distressed and aggrieved voice echoed in the room, and Nan Sheng's eyelids kept beating.
I don’t know how much time passed, but the clock on the wall already read two o’clock in the morning.
People walking back and forth walked into Nan Sheng's room.
No matter how others persuaded him, Yin Han still didn't go to rest and just let him go.
But no one went to rest. Although they heard that the Nansheng fever had finally subsided a little, they were still waiting downstairs.
Yin Han had not slept all day and night. When he heard her voice the night before, he had already caught the fastest flight and arrived at Nan's house. When he arrived at Nan's house, he hesitated and did not dare to step in.
Now his eyes are scarlet and he has a thin beard on his chin, but this does not affect his appearance.
Sitting aside, he looked at the person on the bed with his deep black eyes.
The girl's originally soft cherry red lips were fragile and pale, lifeless, making her quiet like a pure sleeping beauty at this moment.
The chirping and the sweet baby sound in her mouth were completely gone.
Yin Han's eyes and brows were full of deep love. He kept caressing Nan Sheng's cheek with his other hand: "I miss you..."
His movements were extremely gentle, as if he were stroking the most precious treasure in his life.
Nan Sheng suddenly hugged this hand tightly and placed it on her heart, with complete dependence. Like a kitten, she hugged the hand in front of her and rubbed it on her face in dependence. .
This action made Yin Han both distressed and happy.
Did Sheng Bao hear what he said? It feels so good to be relied on by her...
After hesitating for a while, Yin Han simply lay down on the bed without taking off his clothes. He held her tightly in his arms and patted her back again and again.
Nan Sheng seemed to clearly feel the aura belonging to Yin Han, and the corners of her mouth turned from murmuring to rising, and she got into his arms.
Yin Han looked at her side face, touched her forehead, and found that it was no longer hot. He held her slender shoulders tighter, and kissed her softly on the top of her hair over and over again: "Go to sleep, I Here, always here, my baby is here and I’m not going anywhere.”
Early the next morning, the sunlight belonging to Nancheng slowly shone in through the window, gently covering the two people on the huge princess bed.
Nan Sheng was still sleeping. Her fresh and lovely little face was as white as porcelain. Even under the sunlight, there were still no flaws, only thin white down.
Yin Han hugged Nan Sheng and watched like this all night. One of his hands was still holding her hand firmly. This scene couldn't help but be beautiful.
Carefully walked to the corner until Yang Silin saw this scene and quietly backed out.
Finally, Nan Sheng slowly opened his eyes.
What came into view was the ceiling that she was very familiar with. Nan Sheng's mind was still in the time when she and Su Chuanlin went to punish those men.
She slowly turned her head, not knowing what she thought or felt, and looked up.
What suddenly came into view was a silhouette as handsome as a god.
"Yin Han!" It was really her, she was dreaming about him.
He is so gentle in the dream and in reality.
Nan Sheng was very excited and just about to get up, but Yin Han's arms around her tightened: "Sheng Bao, don't move, I'm here."
Since Nan Sheng was focused on why Yin Han appeared here, he didn't notice any change in Yin Han's voice.
Nan Sheng wanted to cry: "Baby Han, I miss you..."
Yin Han did not answer, but gently lifted her chin, lowered his head, and kissed the lips he had missed for a long time.
PS: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaby grows by now! I'm talking about it, remember to add it to the bookshelf, and when you see a suitable book, help Wendy push it, move your little hands, ball~
