The lamp in the thatched cottage was an old-fashioned bulb, emitting a yellowish glow.
This color was quite peculiar.
When there were many people around, it always created a warm and cozy feeling.
But when alone, it would inexplicably evoke a sense of solitude and desolation.
That was exactly how Xia Yangyang felt right now.
Lying alone on the bed, physically uncomfortable.
She felt as though the entire world had been reduced to just herself.
For a brief mont, Xia Yangyang wallowed in self-pity while lying on the bed.
Then, she heard footsteps outside the door.
Xia Yangyang pulled back the blanket and lifted her head to look.
Gu Qichen had actually co back again.
That was fast.
Even Xia Ye had returned alongside him.
Xia Yangyang poked her head out from the blanket: "You finished your al so quickly."
Xia Ye walked over and reached out a hand to check Xia Yangyang’s temperature: "Mom, how are you feeling now?"
Xia Yangyang said, "I’m fine, you don’t need to worry about ."
Xia Ye continued, "We haven’t finished eating yet. Dad asked Director Mi for so millet and plans to cook porridge for you back here."
Xia Yangyang looked and saw that Gu Qichen had even brought back a stove and a pot.
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Xia Yangyang couldn’t quite describe what she was feeling inside.
Gu Qichen had already stepped outside.
He washed the small pot until it was spotless and then began cooking porridge.
Xia Ye stayed with Xia Yangyang the whole ti.
Although Xia Yangyang still felt physically unwell, her heart was warm.
An hour later, Gu Qichen ca back in from outside.
In his hands, he carried a steaming bowl of white porridge.
Gu Qichen placed the bowl of porridge by the bedside.
Xia Yangyang sat up: "I should get up. I’ll join you for dinner."
Xia Yangyang forced herself to get up.
Gu Qichen draped one of his own jackets over her.
Xia Yangyang sat at the table for dinner.
The dinner was simple.
Just the millet porridge Gu Qichen had cooked that evening and a plate of stir-fried tomato with scrambled eggs.
She hadn’t had much of an appetite.
But the porridge had been cooked until it was perfectly soft, with a mild, sweet, smooth taste as it entered her mouth.
After eating, she felt warmth spread through her entire body.
The stir-fried tomato and scrambled eggs, though simple, were tangy and sweet, pairing perfectly with the millet porridge.
Xia Yangyang finished an entire bowl.
She had thought this was rely a small cold, but it had lingered for two whole days.
It wasn’t particularly severe.
But she had been in a daze all day long.
Even Doctor Xu, who traveled with the production crew, couldn’t find any clear cause and could only conclude it was water-related health issues.
Gu Qichen, seeing Xia Yangyang’s suffering, had even proposed to the director to halt filming.
But Xia Yangyang insisted on continuing the shoot.
That evening, Xia Yangyang’s coughing grew worse.
Shao Tiantian, rarely showing concern, said, "Yangyang, why hasn’t your cold gotten better yet? I brought imported cold dicine when I ca. Do you want to grab so for you?"
Xia Yangyang shook her head and replied politely: "Thank you, but there’s no need. Doctor Xu has already prescribed so dication."
Tonight’s group dinner was a rare event for the crew.
Aside from the few guests, the director and various staff mbers were also present.
Shao Tiantian suddenly yelled across several people to catch the director’s attention.
The director looked up at her: "Tiantian, is there sothing you need?"
Shao Tiantian spoke up, "Director, I noticed that Yangyang’s cold hasn’t improved after several days. Could it be because of the No. 4 house they’re staying in? I heard that house is drafty on all sides. Honestly, I feel quite guilty about it because that No. 4 house was originally ours, and Brother Gu... swapped with us. But now Yangyang is unwell. I think it’d be better for them to move into our No. 1 house. After all, we have plenty of space over there."
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