His palm was warm, and when he touched her forehead, which was slightly cold due to cold sweat, the two completely different temperatures made her feel colder, and her lips and face were paler than before.

Shin Wangjin just sat by the bed and looked at her quietly.

She couldn't help but slowly close her eyes, and after a long time, she slowly shook her head and said, "I'm fine."

Upon hearing this, Shin Wangjin looked at her hand holding the quilt tightly, and then slowly stood up again.

Sensing the movement, Zhuang Yibo did not move, but she could hear that Shen Wangjin did not leave, but went to the bathroom.

Then she heard the sound of water again, and then, the sound of him coming out of the bathroom.

Soon, a wet and cold covered her forehead.

Zhuang Yibo then slowly opened his eyes again.

Shin Wangjin twisted a wet towel from the bathroom and covered her forehead. Then he sat down in the sofa chair next to him, with a look of not much fluctuation, as if nothing else was happening, just looking at her.

After experiencing the previous nightmare, Zhuang Yibo felt exhausted and weak all over. After all, he had no strength to think about anything else and closed his eyes again.

The room was very quiet, as quiet as if she was the only one.

Later, she fell asleep again in a drowsy mood, and sometimes she felt a sense of coldness from her forehead.

It was only when Zhuang Yibo felt the warm touch on her forehead again that she slowly opened her eyes.

Shin Wangjin was right in front of her, and was lowering her head and stroking her forehead.

"The fever has subsided." Seeing her open her eyes, he whispered, "Are there any more discomfort?"

Zhuang Yibo was stunned for a moment before finally shook his head slowly.

"Then you lie down for a while, I'll ask someone to prepare breakfast."

Shen Wangjin got up and walked out. Zhuang Yibo was still lying motionless. I don’t know how long it took, but the door of the room was pushed open again. Shen Wangjin, who had already changed his clothes, walked in with breakfast.

He placed the dining plate at the head of the bed and was about to reach out to help her sit up, but Zhuang Yibo slowly sat up by himself.

Seeing her being obedient, he curled the corners of his lips, turned his head and picked up the warm milk and handed it to her lips, "Come."

Zhuang Yibo shrank slightly, then reached out and said, "I'll do it myself."

Shin Wangjin didn't force it, but just put his big palm on the back of her hand, and then his other hand slowly put the milk cup into her palm.

This action seemed ordinary, but it was actually very intimate. Zhuang Yibo was a little stiff. At the end, he couldn't help but struggle out gently.

As soon as she struggled, Shen Wangjin looked at her again, and slowly let go of her.

Zhuang Yibo lowered his eyes and drank milk silently.

At this moment, Shen Ruiwen's voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Mr. Shen, are you here?"

Shen Wangjin responded, and then said to Zhuang Yibo again: "Eat well. If you still feel tired, just sleep for a while."

He reached out and touched her forehead again, confirming that she no longer had a fever, and finally got up and left.

As soon as he walked to the door and opened the door, Shen Ruiwen's eyes fell on his face. The next moment, Shen Ruiwen's expression became slightly nervous, "Mr. Shen, your face is not very good, are you uncomfortable?"

"fine……"

Shen Wangjin only responded lightly, and the voice went away.

Zhuang Yibo sat on the bed holding the glass of milk, his eyes fell on the sofa chair beside the bed, and he couldn't help but lose his mind.

When she came to her senses and thought about the past moment, she couldn't help laughing.

But I don't know if I am mocking others or mocking myself...

...

It took not long for a day, but Zhuang Yibo slept in bed drowsyly for most of the day.

At noon, Qianxing called her again. She responded a few times in a daze, but she didn't know what Qianxing said, so she hung up and fell asleep again.

When she woke up again, it was almost dark. She was staring at the sky outside the window in a daze. The servant suddenly knocked on the door and walked into her room. Seeing that she was awake, the servant suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Miss Zhuang, you are awake, go downstairs to have supper."

"I don't want to eat it." Zhuang Yibo said.

"You have to eat if you don't want to eat. You are a patient now. How can you be better if you don't supplement your nutrition?" said the servant, "And Mr. Shen has been waiting for you, but he hasn't eaten. He has been working until now and has not rested..."

Zhuang Yibo was stunned for a while and finally lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

When she walked out of the room, Shin Wangjin happened to walk out of his office area. Seeing her getting out of bed and leaving the room, she couldn't help but smile, stepped forward and pulled her hand, and said, "I've been sleeping for almost the whole day, have my energy recovered?"

She nodded slowly, and then heard him laugh, "Look at what you should do tonight, I guess I will suffer from insomnia."

He led her downstairs all the way downstairs. As soon as he reached the middle of the stairs, he suddenly saw a flash of headlights outside.

Shen Wangjin glanced out, then looked at Shen Ruiwen again.

Shen Ruiwen understood it and immediately went out to observe the situation.

Shen Wangjin pulled Zhuang Yibo to the dining table and sat down.

Compared with the light dinners in the past, there was an extra bowl of delicious chicken soup on the table that day, which was placed in front of her.

Zhuang Yibo had just picked up the spoon, but Shen Wangjin took the bowl of chicken soup in front of her and also took away the spoon from her hand.

Before she could come back to her senses, Shen Wangjin had already lowered her head and turned up the thin layer of oil on the surface of the chicken soup.

She stared at him in a daze. Before she could react, Shen Ruiwen had already walked in with two people at the gate.

The man came was a man and a woman. The man was in his thirties and looked mature and steady, while the woman was only in her early twenties, but she was dressed unrestrainedly, with exquisite makeup and swaying charm.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Shen Wangjin sitting next to the dining table. She shouted "Brother Jin" in surprise, and then walked straight towards this side.

When she got closer, she saw Zhuang Yibo sitting next to the dining table, but she just glanced at her slantedly, then walked to Shen Wangjin, first lying on his back, then stretched out a hand to hook him, and said coquettishly: "Brother Jin, you have no conscience! You have only been back from abroad for more than two years, and you don't go back to Bincheng. If you want to see you, I have to come to Tongcheng!"

Shin Wangjin did not react much to this, so he just avoided his head slightly and then said, "Stand."

The young woman pouted, snorted slightly, her eyes fell on the movements at hand, and suddenly laughed again: "This chicken soup looks good, I'm just hungry."

After saying that, she reached out her hand, but Shen Wangjin raised her hand and hit her hand lightly. After waved her hand, she put the bowl of chicken soup with clean oil in front of Zhuang Yibo and said lightly: "Drink while it's hot."
Chapter completed!