Aunt Hui was still persuading, "Lady, please lie down and rest. I’ll have the kitchen send so porridge for you!"
Shi Nuan, however, did not pay attention and only asked Aunt Hui, "Where is... your Mr.?"
Aunt Hui said, "Mr., Mr. he..."
"Looking for ?"
Before Aunt Hui could finish her sentence, the bedroom door was pushed open, and at the doorway stood a man in a black casual shirt paired with pants of the sa color.
He rarely wore such dark colors, but undeniably, being handso and well-built, he looked exceptionally fitting in anything.
But this attire on Song Yansheng gave off a feeling of somberness and arrogance, inexplicably, Shi Nuan felt a bit afraid!
Song Yansheng walked in coolly with his hands in his pockets, glanced at Shi Nuan’s face, and slightly furrowed his brows.
Then he instructed Aunt Hui, "Go downstairs and bring up a bowl of porridge!"
Aunt Hui hurriedly agreed and left. Song Yansheng then walked to the bedside, sat down, and looked at Shi Nuan.
Shi Nuan’s lips were a bit dry. She moved slightly and gently called out, "Second Uncle..."
"Do you want so water?" Song Yansheng asked.
Shi Nuan’s eyes flickered slightly, her throat indeed felt a bit dry, and she nodded.
Song Yansheng picked up a cup of water from the table beside him, which Aunt Hui had brought earlier. It hadn’t completely cooled down, still warm.
He intended to support Shi Nuan to help her drink, but Shi Nuan refused. She blushed slightly and said, "I... I can do it myself!"
Last night, she did feel a bit uncomfortable, but after vomiting, aside from being a bit weak, everything else was fine.
Song Yansheng didn’t insist, watching Shi Nuan drink the water.
His gaze remained fixed on Shi Nuan, never shifting in the slightest. Shi Nuan drank half a cup and felt much better, placing the cup on the table next to her.
The bedroom door was knocked at that mont; Aunt Hui had brought up the rice porridge.
Afterward, Shi Nuan refused to let Aunt Hui or Song Yansheng feed her the rice porridge, deciding to eat it herself.
With a good appetite, it seed as Xu Ling said, there wasn’t much of a problem.
But it was temporary.
Xu Ling said that the side effects were indeed slightly felt at first from the dication, but it would get better once stopped.
Song Yansheng thought, as he had already thrown all those dications into the trash can, and had Aunt Hui completely clear it out, Shi Nuan shouldn’t be able to take them anymore.
But his worry was that she might try to find a way to buy another batch...
"Would you like another bowl?" Song Yansheng inquired.
Shi Nuan shook her head, "No, that’s enough!"
Song Yansheng gave Aunt Hui a look, and Aunt Hui wisely left with the tray.
In the bedroom, only Shi Nuan and Song Yansheng were left once again.
Shi Nuan hesitated for a mont, eventually speaking first, "I’m sorry, Second Uncle..."
Last night, when she suddenly vomited and fainted, it must have made Song Yansheng unable to get a good night’s sleep.
Song Yansheng was so busy, so tired, and impacted by her, she felt very guilty!
Song Yansheng gave a slight smile and asked, "Nuannuan is apologizing to ?"
Shi Nuan bit her lip but nodded, indeed apologizing.
Song Yansheng said, "So, Nuannuan admits she was wrong last night?"
Shi Nuan’s eyes flickered again as she nodded to admit.
"Then, what was wrong?"
"..." Shi Nuan bit her lip, not knowing how to say it for a mont.
In her mory, it seed this was the first ti Song Yansheng questioned her so thoroughly!
"Since you don’t know what you did wrong, why apologize?"
Shi Nuan pursed her lips slightly, eyes dimming, "I shouldn’t have... um!"
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