Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Mo Jingshen’s expression darkened. He removed his black coat and wrapped it snugly around the woman whose body was burning up. At the same time, he instructed Shen Mu, who was waiting outside the door: “Shen Mu, bring the blanket over from the car.”

Shen Mu made a noise of agreement and turned to retrieve the blanket from the car.

This was the blanket typically stored in the car. Although it was rarely used, it finally came in handy today.

When he entered, he saw that Ji Nuan was held in Mo Jingshen’s arms. Her eyes were closed and she appeared unconscious. Although she was wrapped in a black coat and was properly covered up, Shen Mu turned and quickly left after handing the blanket over.

Mo Jingshen wrapped the blanket carefully around Ji Nuan before covering her with the coat once more. He directly lifted her up and brought her out.

The rain had stopped outside. However, the ground was still covered in sticky mud. Shen Mu quickly reached out to open the car doors as Mo Jingshen approached.

Mo Jingshen entered the car with the person in his arms; he had no intention of placing her down. He instructed lightly: “Hospital.”

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Ji City was an extremely small city. It was difficult to look for a decent looking hospital.

 Furthermore, Ji Nuan had been unconscious since they brought her out. Shen Mu turned on the GPS and found a nearby hospital; it was the same one she had previously brought her grandmother to visit. With one glance, he felt that the environment was too poor. He accelerated the car and drove toward the largest hospital in Ji City located ten kilometers away.

The sun had only just risen and outside the hospital, the space was vacant. On the first floor, a doctor who had just finished his overnight shift was on his way out when he noticed a luxury car parked outside. When a car door opened, a tall, broad-shouldered man carried a woman out. The woman was wrapped tightly in a blanket and a coat. He couldn’t see her expression well but the man’s complexion was cold and dark, as though frost was forming by his feet.

“Emergency, call a doctor!” Shen Mu rushed to follow them after parking the car. As Mo Jingshen carried Ji Nuan in, he turned to shout at the doctor who was standing dumbstruck by the door.

The doctor returned to himself and rushed to follow them into the emergency care department.

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Ji Nuan slept through the whole examination. Finally, when a needle was inserted into the back of her hand, she opened her eyes from the pain. However, she only managed to lift her eyelids halfway. Her gaze was still blurred and confused. By her earside, she could hear someone speaking: “It’s a flu virus. Did the patient step into an environment where she could have contacted the virus, or an unhygienic space? Her body’s immunity isn’t very good. As she experienced a chill after being infected with flu, it’s unavoidable that she’s having a fever now…”

 Who was speaking?

 Who had a fever?

 Was it her?

 How could she possibly have a fever again?

 Before she could figure things out, Ji Nuan’s consciousness gradually darkened again. She slept for a long time and even had a dream.

 She actually dreamt of Mo Jingshen?!

 She was in Ji City. How could there possibly be a Mo Jingshen? Why was she dreaming of him?

 In her dream, Mo Jingshen sat right by her bedside. He picked up the cotton buds the doctor had sent over and dipped it into the water to wet her pale, cracking lips. His expression wasn’t especially good. When the doctor visited once more to check her temperature and discovered that her fever had yet to reduce, the word ‘poor’ was no longer sufficient to describe his expression.

Ji Nuan assumed she was dreaming as she went in and out of consciousness. This was a grade three, first-class hospital in Ji City. The doctor’s qualifications were acceptable and considering her weak state, they could only keep her here for an IV drip to reduce her fever. It would be too taxingt on her body to move her elsewhere.

The woman had an IV needle inserted in the back of her hand, and the IV bag was hung by her bedside. Every so often, she would whimper in discomfort. It seemed like she was struggling to pull herself out of her sleep but was unsuccessful for a long time.

When Shen Mu returned with a store-bought bowl of porridge, it was past ten in the afternoon. Ji Nuan had yet to awake and was still unconscious.

Mo Jingshen had dressed her in a fresh, clean set of clothes. The material was warm and soft. He had no intention of allowing her to wear the standardized patient issued clothes in this hospital.

“CEO Mo, I’ve bought the porridge. But I don’t think Miss Ji will be able to have it now.”

“Put it down first.”

Shen Mu did not say more. He placed the porridge down and carefully opened the lid. He wiped the disposable spoon and placed it by the side.

Mo Jingshen wiped Ji Nuan’s face with a towel again and tested the temperature of her forehead and face once more. She was always like this. Whenever she caught a cold, she would have a long fever. A few days ago, he had taken care to prevent her from another bout of fever. Who would have thought that in a matter of days after leaving his side, she would immediately be down with fever again.

A few years ago, when they were in Yu Garden, she always had him and Auntie Chen caring for her. It was fine when she was accompanied. But yesterday, this woman had endured through a night fever on her own, with no one checking on her well-being.

If he hadn’t rushed over in time, her fever could have developed into pneumonia.

“CEO Mo, you had a meeting in Hai City right after returning from Jing City. Afterward, we rushed over here without stopping for any rest. I can stay here to watch her. Why don’t you go rest for a while?” Shen Mu spoke softly.

Mo Jingshen glanced at the person on the bed and softly replied: “No need. You go rest. I’ll stay here.”

Although Shen Mu had driven all the way here from Hai City and rushed about handling various matters, his occasional exhaustion could not compare to CEO Mo’s? CEO Mo had not had any rest since they left Jing City. Even when they were in the car, he barely managed to nap.

 Mo Jingshen picked the bowl of porridge and scooped out the porridge broth with the disposable spoon. He brought it to her lips and slowly fed it to her.

Although Ji Nuan was unconscious, she was only unable to open her eyes due to the high fever, Her body was still able to swallow instinctively. However, as she was laying down, the broth would at times flow down the side of her lips. Mo Jingshen patiently brought up the napkin to wipe her lips and fed her more porridge scoop by scoop.

When he saw the bowl of instant noodles Ji Nuan had left on the ground, he easily guessed that she did not eat last night. If her stomach wasn’t suffering from hunger, she wouldn’t have left to buy food in spite of the rain.

This so-called grandmother’s home; after returning for two to three days, she wasn’t even able to have dinner. After a whole night of fever, no one had stopped to care for her. It turns out that her fever was even caused by a contagious virus.

At the thought of the way Ji Nuan had lived in Ji City for the past few days, and of the relatives who did not treat her as family, Mo Jingshen’s gaze turned cold. His movement of feeding Ji Nuan also slowed.

Likely because her stomach finally had some food in it, Ji Nuan’s discomfort seemed to ease. Her furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and her pale, cracked lips also softened. When the broth was finished, Mo Jingshen began feeding her the porridge. Ji Nuan swallowed, and instinctively opened her eyes.