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nYe Qing Xin carries a plastic bag of Ju Wei Zhai’s dew soup. It should not be that heavy but it feels heavy on her hand.

nHer stomach is in pain. It’s a really great pain for her.

nShe wets her lips and leans o the wall. She has difficulty to breath.

nHer forehead is itch and she rubs it.

nHer hand is sweating a lot.

nHer whole body is full of cold sweat, how can her forehead is sweaty?

nShe takes a rest for a while and continues to go up.

nShe starts to become even weaker. She clutches the railing.

nThe sky is dark. The light starts to light up.

nDon’t know how long, she feels so dizzy and almost falls down. Unexpectedly a pair of strong arms help her.

nDuring her haziness, she feels a pair of strong arm carries her up. He places her down on the soft place then the car moves.

nIt let her sleeps.

nThe familiar scent makes her at ease.

nThe car stops and she is carried up again out of the car.

nYe Qing Xin has consciousness but she couldn’t open her eyes.

n“Ms Ye! What happened?” Auntie Zhang’s voice is anxious.

n“A Yuan?” Sheng Wen Qiong is surprised to see Jing Bo Yuan. Then she notices the woman in his embrace, her face turns bad: “A Yuan, you come back home for this servant?”

n“Servant”, this word is too ear-piercing.

nJing Bo Yuan looks relaxed and at ease to carry this fully grown-up girl. It doesn’t use too much of his energy.

nHe looks at Sheng Wen Qiong calmly: “Even though she is just a servant, but she also Jing Bo Yuan’s servant. It’s not someone that should be ordered by stranger. Mrs Yu, if you want to act like an impressive master, then please go back to Sheng family. This place is small, it cannot contain Ms Yu’s radiance. Please go home.”

nHis voice is calm and serious. But at the same time so sharp.

n“A Yuan, you……” Sheng Wen Qiong’s face changes abruptly.

nHe unexpectedly says those word to her, she is his senior!

nJing Bo Yuan doesn’t wait for her reply and just directly carries her up to the master bedroom. He places her on the bed.

nHe orders Auntie Zhang: “Make a gla.s.s of sweetened water.”

nYe Qing Xin is sweating a lot, her lips are dry. She should be thirsty and weak.

n“Who is that servant? What is her relationship with A Yuan?” She feels it’s too weird. It’s strange that he protected her during the birthday party of Xiao family. Now he carried her up, that is too dubious, could it be because Jing Bo Yuan like that little girl?

n“Don’t you already know about it? She is just a servant.” Auntie Zhang uses Sheng Wen Qiong’s word to stop her to talk any further.

n“You…..” Sheng Wen Qiong wants to vent her anger but she remembers her daughter’s love for Jing Bo Yuan’s so she controls herself.

nAuntie Zhang makes a hot sweetened water quickly and brings it upstair. She hesitates for a moment and says to Sheng Wen Ling: “Mrs Yu, Mr Jing says that if you have nothing else, you can go back first.”

nIt’s clearly kicking her out?

nFor a servant, he even doesn’t care about friend of family?

nSheng Wen Qiong bits her lips and carries her bag to go. She is so angry about this.

nJing Bo Yuan takes the gla.s.s of sweetened water from Auntie Zhang and tries the temperature. When he feels it’s in great temperature, he helps her to sit up and let her leans on his embrace. He feeds her slowly.

nYe Qing Xin corresponds with him.

nThe time she drinks it, she is getting better.

nShe opens her eyes slowly.

nJing Bo Yuan then puts her down on the bed again and covers her up with the blanket. “Get a good rest. Later on the doctor will come to check you.” After he picks Ye Qing Xin, he called Cheng Ru Yu to arrange a doctor to come to his mansion.

n“No need doctor.” Ye Qing Xin says hurriedly. Her voice is hoa.r.s.e, “I’m okay…”

nJing Bo Yuan frowns, “You are sick like this and this is okay? Be good, don’t push yourself too hard. Later on the doctor will come and check you up.”

nYe Qing Xin: “……” how can his tone makes her feel like she is not obedient kid?

nToward Jing Bo Yuan, she is somewhat embarra.s.sed to say about her menstrual period. She looks at Auntie Zhang.

nAuntie Zhang finally understands: “Ms Ye, are you in menstrual period?”

nYe Qing Xin blushes.

n“Ahyooo! Why didn’t you tell me earlier about it? If you told me I’ll boil you brown sugar with water. It’s not too late to drink it now. I’ll make it now for you.”

nYe Qing Xin: “….. Thank you.”

nAuntie Zhang comes forward and says: “Mr Jing, no need to worry. Sometimes during menstrual period, a woman will be in pain. Probably Ms Ye walked for too long. She is tired. She will get better after taking a rest. Later on I’ll also give her food that can enrich her blood.”

nJing Bo Yuan stays expressionless and nods calmly. He says to Ye Qing Xin: “Have a good rest.” Then he comes out of the room.

nThe light of the corridor shines on him. If someone can look close, they will notice the redness on his ears.

nAfter a while, a middle-aged female doctor comes over.

nShe gives her a simple check. There’s nothing major. It’s just she has a low blood sugar and is too tired. So a good rest will be enough for her.

nJing Bo Yuan frowns.

nLast time when his car almost b.u.mped her and he sent her to the hospital, the doctor also said that she had a low blood sugar.

n“Low blood sugar?

nThe doctor explains: “Looking at Mrs Jing’s slender body, it’s probably she is undernourishment. I can understand if a woman wants to diet for beauty, but she shouldn’t be too strict with it. Health should be the most important thing. Mrs Jing, you need to mind your self and have a good rest. Don’t be too tired.”

nThe doctor takes out a nutritional grape juice tablet , “Drink it three times a day.”

n“Don’t misunderstand, I’m not Mrs Jing.” Ye Qing Xin explains.

nThe doctor is startled and feels awkward. Jing Bo Yuan asks Auntie Zhang: “Send the doctor out.”

nAuntie Zhang prepares the dinner after sending the doctor otu.

nIn the master bedroom.

nJing Bo Yuan sits down on the bed side and takes a table out for Ye Qing Xin: “Drink this.”

nYe Qing Xin frowns and takes the tablet. She feels a lot better.

nIt’s sweet.

nJing Bo Yuan watches her action. How can she be malnourished?

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