Uncle Bo took another careful look at the prescription and sighed helplessly, "There’s nothing wrong with my health."
Bo Dad just looked at him and then coughed lightly, "You know whether sothing’s wrong or not. Anyway, take a look at the child’s prescription."
Uncle Bo was let off the hook, so he took another prescription and studied it closely.
Though his knowledge of Chinese dicine was not as deep as Bo Nianyao’s, he still understood it quite well. The two of them discussed quietly and ca up with a tonic prescription after about half an hour.
The task was completed successfully.
Bo Nianyao relaxed and called the family steward to fetch the herbs and brew the dicine so the child could have Bo Dad’s lovingly made tonic soup by noon. However, the steward was called away by Mrs. Bo, who insisted on brewing it herself to be sure...
In another room, with a somber fragrance lingering, Bo Nianyao brewed a pot of tea as he settled down to have a heart-to-heart with his son.
First, he asked about the situation in Italy. With only the two of them present, Uncle Bo quietly said, "His life is not in danger, but things will never be the sa. Moreover, he might have to undergo full-scale skin grafts and costic surgery, which will be very painful in the future."
As Uncle Bo spoke, he recalled the scene when he saw Feng Sheng.
Feng Sheng was not in a good state, both physically and ntally. Mr. Wang didn’t et him to avoid triggering anything, but Feng Sheng clearly already knew, as he appeared a bit dazed. After performing major surgery and waiting for the danger period to pass, his parents stayed there to care for him.
He sighed lightly, "Only Lin Hua doesn’t know."
Bo Nianyao asked, "What did the Feng family say?"
"Feng Sheng might be staying there for a long ti." Bo Xichen smiled faintly, sowhat regretfully.
Bo Nianyao felt the pity too, before shifting the topic, "Xichen, I heard you and the child visited Old He the other day, how is he?"
Bo Xichen replied solemnly, "Still the sa, but Aunt Ruan is not doing well. Anxi hinted there might be a chance for recovery, but Aunt Ruan refused. She wants to take Old He back to her hotown."
Bo Nianyao sat quietly for a long ti before murmuring, "Your Aunt Ruan is indeed principled, while Old He has let her down, and let down their children."
The atmosphere turned somber, and Bo Xichen remained silent; both were burdened with heavy hearts.
A relationship that was part ntor, part friend, and also a senior figure, reduced to such a state indeed elicited sighs.
The study was filled with the gentle scent of incense, silent for a long while, until Bo Nianyao roused himself, "Xichen, when do you plan to go to Jiangcheng?"
Bo Xichen replied softly, "In a couple of days."
He paused, "Father, I want to leave Anxi at ho."
Bo Nianyao took a sip of tea and nodded approvingly, "Your mother and I think so too. The child’s health isn’t good; if you go, you’ll be busy and unable to care well, it wouldn’t work. But they need you there."
"How about this, you go first; let the child recuperate at ho for another half month, and then I’ll personally deliver them to you." Bo Nianyao suggested.
Bo Xichen smiled, "Father, you’ve thought it out well."
He paused again, "Though convincing might be... difficult."
Bo Nianyao laughed, chiding his son, "Look, you can’t even handle a little child without bothering your parents."
Bo Xichen smiled silently.
Bo Dad thought for a mont before speaking to his son again, "Children naturally matter, but let’s leave it at that for this year. You know what I an."
Bo Xichen nodded and was about to speak to his father further, but Bo Nianyao’s expression suddenly darkened.
Seeing Bo Xichen puzzled, Bo Nianyao spoke up, "Xichen, be very careful when you go to Jiangcheng. Jiangcheng is the Lu family’s base. I heard the Lu family’s son, Lu Heng, went there, didn’t he?"
"Yes." Bo Xichen also lowered his voice, "Jiang Chaoge invited him back to balance against us, the Bo family."
Bo Nianyao rested his hand on the sofa arm, gently tracing it, before speaking after a mont, "The Lu family wants to make a coback. With their return, the dical world will find no peace."
He turned to his son, "This ti, be sure to clear them out thoroughly, leaving them no room to stand."
Bo Xichen nodded slightly.
After finishing the serious discussion, Bo Nianyao lightened the mood before telling his son to return to see the child, "Go check on them; I’ll go to the kitchen to see how the tonic’s coming along."
The two parted ways.
Returning to the Orchid Room, Gu Anxi was snuggled up, sleeping sweetly, with her little face buried in the white pillow, a lock of hair visible.
Uncle Bo gently tugged her hair, waking her a little, but she burrowed even deeper in the pillow, "Uncle, I’m so sleepy."
"Are you hungry? We’re having all your favorite foods soon." He spoke gently.
The little one seed to co around, nuzzling her face against him, murmuring, "Don’t want to get up."
"Then I’ll have the food brought up. We’ll eat here," he said tenderly, quite accommodating.
Gu Anxi gave a soft "oh," obedient but reluctant to let go.
Bo Xichen’s heart softened as he called her "baby," and she clung to him possessively.
After a long while, he pinched her cheek, "I’ll make a call."
With so difficulty, he freed a hand to dial a call to his own father.
Thus, Nian Yao’s dad held a slight disdain for his son, wondering how accomplished he was even...
Nonetheless, Nian Yao’s dad deeply loved the little one and, after hanging up, carefully selected a few dishes, packed them in a food box, including a portion of lovingly made tonic soup.
After delivering it, Nian Yao’s dad sensibly left, giving his son so ti.
The two young ones hadn’t been apart much since being together, and fearing a two-week separation might lead to intense longing, Bo Dad sighed as he walked, youth is indeed wonderful.
In the Orchid Room, the aroma of food filled the room.
Of course, there’s also the dicinal sll of the soup.
An An sat on a small dining chair, frowning.
Bo Xichen scooped a bowl for her and coaxed her to drink. She raised her eyes, eagerly staring at his attractive lips...
He chuckled, his voice hoarse: "Are you sure?"
The little darling shook her head: "You’re overthinking it."
As she spoke, she crawled into his arms, comfortably sitting and voluntarily took the bowl to drink the tonic...
Bo Xichen thought: Her parents are indeed raising her to be more child-like.
Still, he quite likes it.
An An never behaves like this in front of others.
After finishing the al, An An felt particularly satisfied, leaning lazily on the sofa to watch TV.
Bo Xichen smoothed her hair while contemplating how to discuss sothing with her.
After a long pause, he finally spoke: "Going to Jiang City might be very busy, your dad and mom think it’s best if you stay ho for half a month."
The little darling snuggled in his arms, softly asked: "Is it dad’s idea or yours?"
He smiled, bowed his head to kiss her hair: "Both a little."
She remained silent, and he thought she was angry.
This would be the first ti she’s gotten angry since they’ve been together, and he was considering how to appease her and persuade her when An An suddenly spoke up: "Little Uncle, will you miss ?"
He was stunned for a mont then laughed: "Of course, I will."
"I’ll miss you too," she said a bit childishly.
Bo Xichen was genuinely surprised, does this an she’s agreed?
So easygoing?
Given how clingy she is, he thought she might resist for a while.
While he was pondering, An An quietly said: "I also think we need to keep so distance, otherwise there won’t be any novelty left."
Bo Xichen’s voice suddenly beca dangerous: "Novelty? An An, now that you’re married, what more novelty do you need, huh?"
He was tempted to tease her a little, but considering her condition, decided against it.
Both sat quietly together, watching TV, and after a while, she said: "Little Uncle, I’ll miss you."
Bo Xichen sighed: "No need for constant declarations, Mrs. Bo."
She laughed, resting in his arms, her hands sowhat restless until he caught them.
She settled down a bit: "Little Uncle, let’s keep the wedding simple, honestly, I’m really scared after what happened with my brother. Also, with the current situation in Jiang City, it’s not wise to be too high-profile."
Bo Xichen smiled: "And any good suggestions from my wife?"
"Warm and dignified would be enough," she said, hugging his neck: "Just having my most important people there is enough."
He remained silent for a while before kissing her, agreeing.
...
Bo Xichen accompanied her for two days before heading to Jiang City.
As soon as the plane landed, he called back like a concerned dad, wanting to see if she had gotten up.
The call was answered by Mrs. Bo, who couldn’t help but laugh after hearing her son’s words and then handed the phone over to Nian Yao’s father: "You talk to Xichen."
Bo Nianyao talked to his son, regretfully telling him that the little one woke up right after he left and happily did a few flips on the bed to celebrate.
Bo Xichen sighed: Apparently, all she said about needing distance was just an excuse; she simply wanted freedom to do whatever she liked without his supervision.
Even though he sighed, he still entrusted her to his parents, asking them to strictly discipline her, not to let her play recklessly or cause trouble...
After hanging up, Mrs. Bo smiled like sunshine: "How is Xichen? Feeling quite downhearted, I guess?"
Bo Nianyao also smiled: "He’s beyond just downhearted, quite hit hard indeed."
He then asked: "And where’s our little one? Is she still with Dad?"
Mrs. Bo laughed in slight irritation: "The elder and the little one are in the backyard. She has recently taken up botanical hobbies and seems intent on replacing all the flowers and plants at ho, especially the precious ones in the Orchid Room, Xichen might feel the pinch."
Bo Nianyao chuckled, "Let her play, there’s no kid at ho, so it’s nice this way, lively."
Mrs. Bo agreed, though after a mont, with a bit of a fright, she said: "From now on, An An’s safety needs to be enhanced, can’t let such things happen again."
Bo Nianyao paused, suddenly said: "Actually, I think Xichen keeping her from going to Jiang City has another motive."
Mrs. Bo was surprised: "What other motive could he have? Is it that An An might get bullied there?"
Bo Nianyao spoke with concern: "That’s the fear, An An is skilled but heavily injured now, there might be tis Xichen can’t look after her."
He looked towards the east, fingers tightened a bit: "It’s said that old fox Lu Ze has returned from abroad, he’s likely gone to Jiang City as well."
(Updated at 1:30 PM, more updates coming~~ This Chapter 3000 words)
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