Shi Nuan never expected that Song Yansheng, who seed like an almighty god in her heart, would actually get sick.
And it was a stomach illness.
Song Yansheng had a very serious stomach problem, but that was in the past. As Xiao Shuang said, he has been taking care for the past two years, and it’s basically better now.
Otherwise, how could Aunt Hui buy strawberries, a cold-natured fruit, for Song Yansheng to eat? Normally, they must be eaten in moderation.
When Song Yansheng’s stomach ailnt flared up, Aunt Hui didn’t dare to delay and quickly contacted Song Yansheng’s private doctor, Qu Yuzuo.
Qu Yuzuo listened to Aunt Hui’s description and sneered, "Serves him right!"
Aunt Hui said, "It’s my fault. Today, when Song Mansion sent over the ingredients, I saw strawberries on the car. The driver bought them to eat himself. You know Mr. loves strawberries. His stomach has been much better these two years. So I kept two pounds secretly, but who would have thought..."
Qu Yuzuo remained silent for a mont and said, "Got it... wait!"
Then he hung up the phone.
Qu Yuzuo arrived with his dical kit half an hour later. Before then, Shi Nuan, with Aunt Hui’s help, had found Song Yansheng’s stomach dicine, but Song Yansheng refused to take it.
Song Yansheng had stopped taking stomach dicine a year ago. When his stomach occasionally hurt, he just endured it.
He preferred enduring the pain over taking dicine.
He hated that bitter taste and never wanted to take it again.
This ti, he planned to endure it again, and no matter how Shi Nuan and Aunt Hui tried to persuade him, it was useless.
Shi Nuan didn’t expect Song Yansheng to be so stubborn, like a child.
But seeing Song Yansheng’s pale face, with his delicate eyebrows knitted together, she couldn’t bring herself to speak harshly.
She still urged, "Second Uncle, please take this dicine. You’ll feel better!"
Song Yansheng’s thin lips moved, but he didn’t say a word. Clearly, he still didn’t want to take it!
Aunt Hui was extrely anxious beside him, wanting to call the old lady to persuade him, but she feared that would anger Song Yansheng, which she didn’t dare to do.
At this ti, Ye Mingi was happily eating in the outer room with a plate in hand. She also had a stomach ailnt, which hurt terribly when it was severe.
This was also why Boss Gu restricted her at consumption, but she’d rather endure occasional pain than not eat at.
It’s probably similar to Brother Yu preferring to endure stomach pain just to eat strawberries!
She understood that feeling, so she didn’t try to persuade him!
Shi Nuan, finding no way out, said, "Second Uncle, I’m begging you, please take the dicine, okay? This... this makes very worried!"
When Shi Nuan said she was worried, she truly was!
Besides being worried about his health, she was also worried that this man might collapse.
Song Mansion belongs to Song Yansheng. What is Shi Nuan’s status here?
Without Song Yansheng, she is nothing!
Li Guirong and her daughter, that Young Master Ye, any of them could easily bully her.
This man is the only one she can currently rely on.
Song Yansheng’s dark eyes flickered. In truth, he still didn’t want to take the dicine.
But seeing the little girl’s anxious, watery eyes, as if she were about to cry, he felt heartache.
With a sigh, he said, "Give the dicine!"
Upon hearing this, Shi Nuan was overjoyed. She quickly helped Song Yansheng up, and Aunt Hui handed over the cup of tea and the stomach dicine.
Song Yansheng closed his eyes and took the dicine, the bitterness seeping into his heart as mories of the past slowly spread through his mind.
His heart twinged in pain, and he instinctively gripped Shi Nuan’s hand, the joints clenching tightly...
Shi Nuan felt pain in her hand, but she endured it without making a sound.
It was as if Song Yansheng had gone through an ordeal; his knitted brows gradually relaxed, and his expression of pain eased considerably.
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