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Xie Jingchen supported his wife into the path of the west wing. With a swift motion, he swept her into his arms and, in a few large strides, carried her back to their own room.
As for Xiaojiu and Xiao Shi, following Xiao Si and Xiaoqi, they had already been soundly asleep in the inner chamber of Xie Tiesheng and his wife’s hall since earlier.
From having a fever around seven in the morning until it subsided after nine, and now being past three in the afternoon, the presence of many people made Yan Jinsu feel very tired.
Once she began to feel tired, she noticed her head starting to heat up again.
The moment Xie Jingchen picked up his wife, he noticed her body temperature was slightly elevated.
It was a bit higher than the fever she had in the morning, maybe by half a degree.
"Wife, why didn’t you tell me if you were feeling unwell?" Xie Jingchen was dissatisfied; such behavior from his wife deserved criticism.
"Brother Chen, I’m fine, a little fever and sweating might be good. Maybe it’s because I haven’t had a nap yet today. I’m sure I will feel much better after waking up." freeweɓnøvel.com
"Okay, you sit here; I’ll get you some water."
Once the couple were back in their room, Yan Jinsu was Xie Jingchen’s ’queen.’
He took care of her willingly—washing her face, her hands, her feet—all were intimate and natural acts.
After settling Yan Jinsu’s personal hygiene, it was then his turn.
Xie Jingchen was much simpler; he didn’t need to carry water, but quickly rinsed himself with the remaining half bucket of lukewarm clean water.
After changing into clean clothes, Xie Jingchen then held his wife in his arms to sleep.
Even though his heart was filled with many things he wanted to discuss with her, he waited until she was well-rested to talk.
Yan Jinsu began to feel feverish again, and Xie Jingchen was not at all at ease, staying close and watching over her the whole time, making her heart feel tender.
This man, though not having delicate features and even a bit cold-looking, made Yan Jinsu fall deeper in love with him day by day with his behavior.
With Xie Jingchen by her side, Yan Jinsu soon fell asleep.
After she fell asleep, Xie Jingchen gently kissed her by her ear.
His hard forehead rested just right against her small cheek, carefully feeling his wife’s current temperature, thinking that this sensation should last a long time.
Medications were not an option, but physical cooling was possible.
He took out a cooling patch from the Space Button and carefully placed it on his wife’s forehead, watching her frown slightly, as if she understood her body’s situation, then she just pouted her lips and rolled back into Xie Jingchen’s embrace.
Xie Jingchen was not reassured; no matter how important other matters were, they were not as important as his wife’s health. He stayed with Yan Jinsu as she slept for nearly an hour, and indeed her temperature had decreased before he reluctantly got up.
As for bodily reactions, Xie Jingchen could now completely ignore them.
No matter what, his wife’s health was of utmost importance now. He wouldn’t let his actions tire her in any way.
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