Chapter 71


    Su Ziyue quickly got an ice bag to put on his forehead. Just as she retrieved her hands, ready to make


    a call, her hands were grabbed by Qin Muchen. His voice sounded hoarse and weak. “Don’t you dare


    send me to the hospital or I’ll terminate the agreement with Su Group…”


    Su Ziyue red at him resentfully when she heard his warning. “That’s silly!” If he had not fallen sick at


    her ce, she would not have bothered with him at all. She could not believe he was trying to stop her


    from sending him to the hospital by threatening her.


    “I meant what I said…” Heboriously tried to keep his eyes open, his voice so weak that it was barely


    audible. Despite being so ill, he used thest bit of his strength to threaten Su Ziyue, and it actually


    worked.


    She walked out of the bedroom to call Nan Chuan. “Can youe take your boss home?”


    “So sorry, Miss Su, but I have to take care of my sister…” Nan Chuan’s voice sounded slightly


    distressed and apologetic.


    Compared to his boss, it went without saying that his sister mattered more to him. Was there anything


    Su Ziyue could say to persuade him? “I wish your sister a speedy recovery.” After leaving that


    comment, Su Ziyue hung up on him.


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    On the other hand, Nan Chuan drew a cross on his chest with his fingers. If anyone was at fault, it


    would be his boss who had instructed him to ignore Su Ziyue no matter what she said if he received


    her call.


    …


    After ending the call with Nan Chuan, Su Ziyue returned to the bed to check on Qin Muchen. She


    patted his face. “Qin Muchen.”


    He grasped her hand. “Yes?”


    “Can you manage staying home alone? I’ll call for a doctor for you and then go out to buy you a set of


    clothing.” Looking at how weak and pale he looked, a slight crease formed on her forehead. Her heart


    somehow ached to see a man, who was usually spirited and strong, falling sick all of a sudden.


    She was unsure whether he had actually heard her clearly or not as he only responded to her by


    saying okay in a soft voice. Again, she ced her palm on his forehead to get a feel of his temperature,


    worried. His forehead felt cooler perhaps due to the ice bag, but she knew she still had to get a doctor


    here. She then tucked in the corners of the nket for him. Just as she was ready to go, his feeble yet


    clear voice came, “Don’t forget about my undies…”


    Without responding to him, she came to a brief halt before she turned around and walked toward the


    door with her handbag.


    It was only when he heard the sound of the door being closed did Qin Muchen, who was lying on the


    bed, open his eyes slightly, feeling very dizzy. After years of experience surviving in themercial


    world, he was able to maintain some soberness even though he was sick or injured.


    After making sure Su Ziyue had already gone out, he got out of bed and walked toward the bathroom


    by using the wall as support. He needed a shower to soothe the difort he was feeling all over his


    body.


    …


    Su Ziyue acted fast as she was worried about Qin Muchen staying at her ce alone. Once she


    entered the shopping mall, she straightaway purchased two sets of pajamas and casual wear. The


    moment she grabbed the shopping bags and stepped out of the shopping mall, she thought of what Qin


    Muchen had instructed her before she left. Having no choice, she braced herself and walked back in.


    “Miss, may I know what you are looking for?”


    “U-Underwear.” Looking awkward, she said the word stutteringly.


    Fortunately, the sales assistant was considerate and polite. “Are you getting one for your husband?


    What’s his size?”


    What’s his size? Su Ziyue’s face blushed in an instant. How was she supposed to know what size he


    wore?


    The sales assistant found how confused she looked slightly hrious. “How tall is he? What’s the size


    of the trousers he usually wears?”


    “I think he’s around 1.9 meters.” She was not sure about that either, but everytime she stood near him,


    she always thought she was short. After giving it some thought, she braced herself and said, “Please


    get me thergest size.”


    In response to what she said, the sales assistant put on a meaningful smile before handing her two


    male underwears of thergest size.


    After paying for it, Su Ziyue dashed out of the shopping mall as though she was running away from


    ghosts. Once she got back to her car, she knocked the steering wheel two times with her forehead. She


    had never done something so embarrassing before! It was all that b*stard, Qin Muchen’s fault! But, that


    b*stard was still resting at her ce because he had fallen sick. She then went to a clinic to hire a


    doctor for a house call to give Qin Muchen a checkup.


    …


    She remembered he was still naked when she reached home together with the doctor. So, she asked


    the doctor to take a seat in the living room first while she walked into the room with the shopping bags.


    Qin Muchen was still in bed just like how he was before she went out. He opened his eyes slightly after


    she gave him a nudge. Then, she tossed the shopping bags to him. “Wear them. The doctor is here.”


    “Okay,” he responded but did not move.


    She looked at him and suddenly noticed that his hair was wet. “Did you take a shower?” she asked with


    a frown.


    As he did not say a word, she took his silence as admittance. “Are you trying to worsen your


    condition?” While she went out to get him doctor, trying to make him feel better, he took a shower when


    he was having fever, potentially making his condition worse.


    Because he was ill, his profound eyes were unusually watery, making them look gentle in a strange sort


    of way. “I’m okay.”


    Su Ziyue roared back, “You shut up!”


    Surprisingly, Qin Muchen obediently kept his mouth shut. Then, she helped him change into the new


    shirt in a rather rough way before throwing the pants in his direction. “It’s up to you whether you want to


    wear it or not.” After that, she went out to invite the doctor in.


    The doctor put him on an intravenous drip, prescribed him some medicine and advised Su Ziyue about


    what he should avoid in his meals. In fact, she already knew what to do even if the doctor did not


    inform her. When she was staying overseas alone, it was inevitable that she would catch a cold once in


    a while.


    She called her office to apply for leave so that she could stay home to take care of Qin Muchen. She


    took his temperature every two hours. She then ordered takeout for lunch, and after eating, she took


    his temperature again. Seeing that his temperature was returning to normal, she fell asleep sprawled


    by the side of the bed as she finally felt more at ease.


    …


    By the time she woke up, she heard someone talking in a hushed tone in the room. She flipped over…


    Wait a moment, did she actually flip over? Sitting bolt upright, she found that she was in bed with no


    one else beside her.


    Qin Muchen was standing before the windows as he took a call. As soon as he noticed the stir behind


    him, he gently gave the person on the other end some sort of advice before turning around and walking


    in Su Ziyue’s direction.


    What caught Su Ziyue’s attention was how gentle he sounded when he was taking the call just now.


    She had heard him talking to Bai Jingshu and Nan Chuan over the phone before; he always sounded


    calm and cold, without much emotion. What sort of person could make him sound so gentle without him


    realizing over the phone? Her heart started racing.


    “You’re awake. Are you hungry?” Qin Muchen was wearing the ck and white checkered pajamas


    she bought for him. Together with the contrast formed by his jet-ck hair and pale face, he looked just


    like a man who had walked directly out of a portrait.


    He moved his hand to tuck the strands of her hair which had fallen by her temples behind her ear and


    offered, “What would you like to have? I’ll cook it for you.”


    Su Ziyue, who got distracted by his attractive voice for several seconds, replied, “You’re still sick.”


    “I’m fine. I’ve recovered.” With a smile, he glued his gentle eyes on her.


    Thinking of the call he just had earlier, her face became somber and she got out of bed without giving


    him another nce. “You should go back home if you’ve recovered.” While she was talking, she made


    her way to the bathroom.


    When she opened the door after finishing washing herself up to find the room empty, a sense of


    disappointment suddenly seized her. But, when she walked two steps forward, she heard the sounds of


    pots and pans nkinging from the kitchen.