After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

Wen Baizhi didn't know at this time that Si Jiu's attitude towards food had changed from being indifferent at the beginning to being disgusted and afraid now.

In fact, Si Jiu had been vaguely showing signs of anorexia long before Wen Baizhi came back.

But at that time, in order to live to see Wen Bai again, he still ate a few bites perfunctorily.

His stomach problem became serious at that time.

The anorexia at this time was entirely caused by the boundless fear and darkness during the first half month in the palace.

He also knew that people needed to eat, but he just couldn't do it.

Fortunately, it was Wen Baizhi who was holding the bowl of porridge.

Si Jiu naturally would not have any resistance to her.

But if it were someone else, he would probably vomit uncontrollably in the next second.

Physiological vomiting.

It was precisely because he was sitting here reading the memorials that Wen Baizhi's attention changed from wanting to feed him at the beginning to wanting to take him back to rest.

She put the bowl of porridge on the table with obvious displeasure on her face.

Si Jiu knew that she must be angry.

He put down the letter first, grabbed Wen Baizhi's wrist and shook it: "I've only been sitting here for a while, I'm not tired, and I don't feel uncomfortable anywhere."

But he actually lied.

Even if Hua Tuo were still alive, it would be impossible for his body to recover so quickly.

Wen Baizhi pursed her lips and stood beside him, looking at the papers on the table: "Who sent all these to you?"

Si Jiu was actually responsible for helping Qi Yan'an deal with some memorials.

Many things will be reviewed by him first before being sent to Qi Yanan.

This is also the method Qi Yan'an has always used to shirk responsibility.

Once the ministers are dissatisfied with the outcome of a matter, Qi Yan'an will shift the blame to Si Jiu.

He always said that the matter was handled by Si Jiu and did not come to his attention.

Qi Yan'an has used this trick for three years and it has worked every time.

Si Jiu didn't dare to hide the fact from Wen Baizhi who was on the verge of losing her temper, so he had to be honest and said, "Your Majesty sent someone to deliver it."

Wen Baizhi took a deep breath and said, "I knew it was him. Doesn't he know how badly he hurt you? You have no good spot on your body and you can't even sit still because of the pain. Are you still here to help him read the memorial?"

Wen Baizhi was standing and Si Jiu was sitting, so Si Jiu was always looking up at her.

"Bai Bai, this is my duty and mission. Even if His Majesty doesn't send anyone to deliver the memorial, I will still go to him to ask for it. If I don't know about many matters at the grassroots level and the people's affairs in the first place, it will be easy to miss the processing time, and then the people below will suffer."

What Si Jiu said made sense, and Wen Baizhi knew it.

But she just felt sorry for Si Jiu.

"I know what you said, but your body is not well yet, and you are working so hard. I am really worried that you can't bear it. Zijin, I hope you can protect yourself, even if it is for me."

Si Jiu put his arms around her waist and pressed his face against her belly.

"I know Baibai," his voice was trembling, "You are the one who cares about me the most and loves me the most. I know it all."

What Wen Baizhi didn't know was that Si Jiu had long regarded her as his hope for survival.

Day and night, month and year, nothing has changed.

Wen Baizhi touched his hair.

After washing it yesterday, his hair regained its former luster and softness.

It is one of the parts of Si Jiu's body that Wen Baizhi likes to touch the most.

"I support you working hard, but your health is the most important thing. For example, you should eat something now. You have only taken medicine since yesterday and have not eaten anything else. How can you eat with an empty stomach?"

Si Jiu subconsciously said coquettishly: "Bai Bai, can I not eat? I'm not hungry now."

He wasn't worried that he would feel uncomfortable or vomit after eating it, he was just afraid that Wen Baizhi would be sad and upset if she saw it.

This is a hundred or a thousand times more painful than causing him pain.

Of course Wen Baizhi would not agree to him: "No, little friend Zijin, even if you take medicine, you still need something to fill your stomach. You can't not eat at all. I have cooked the rice in this porridge very soft and mushy, almost blending it with the rice soup. Just drink a little bit, I will feed you, you don't need to do it yourself."

Wen Baizhi thought that Si Jiu was just like a child who wanted an adult to feed him, so he said he didn't want to eat.

She was happy to do anything Si Jiu wanted to do.

But Si Jiu really just wanted to refuse the food out of instinct.

He said again without giving up: "Bai Bai, can I finish reading these memorials before eating? It will be ready soon, very quickly."

Wen Baizhi rolled her eyes at him and said, "Do you think I can't see how many memorials are on your table? If you finish reading all of them, it will probably be dark soon. How about this? Aren't you afraid that it will affect your work? Anyway, I'll feed you and you don't have to do it yourself. Just continue reading your memorials. I promise to serve your Lord Supervisor well."

When saying the last sentence, Wen Baizhi's voice rose, making people feel happy both physically and mentally.

Si Jiu knew that he couldn't refuse her at this moment.

She would eventually know the condition of her body.

Then don't hide it deliberately.

I can't hide it.

"Okay." Si Jiu nodded heavily.

After hearing this, Wen Baizhi held his face and gave him a kiss: "This is my dear Zijin."

Si Jiu let her go and leaned back in his chair.

He watched Wen Baizhi bring a stool and sit next to him.

Then I saw her picking up the bowl of porridge and stirring it constantly with a spoon, for fear of scalding him.

He was so engrossed in reading that he completely forgot to continue reading the memorial in front of him.

The memorial talks about all the great affairs in the world.

And Wen Baizhi is Si Jiu's business alone.

Wen Baizhi naturally felt Si Jiu's gaze on her: "Just continue with your business, don't worry about me, I promise to serve you well."

She actually said this again.

Si Jiu coughed and then grabbed the letter and put it in his hand, but the words in front of him were blurry.

He couldn't read any words at this moment.

Wen Baizhi scooped a spoonful of porridge, tested the temperature with her lip, and after confirming that it was not hot, she fed it to Si Jiu's mouth.

Si Jiu swallowed his saliva, and Wen Baizhi's expectant eyes were visible in his peripheral vision.

She was really doing this for his own good, and he knew it.

Worried that her hand would hurt from raising it for too long, Si Jiu only prepared himself mentally for a while before eating the spoonful of porridge.

"You continue to watch yours, and I'll feed mine."

Wen Baizhi scooped up the second spoonful and did not forget to remind Si Jiu.

The mouthful of porridge that Si Jiu had just swallowed was like a sharp thorn, cutting through his flesh and entering his stomach.

Si Jiu swallowed several times, trying to suppress the nausea.

Wen Baizhi was still holding a spoon in her hand.

Even if he wanted to vomit, he had to wait until he finished eating this mouthful.