After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

Faced with such a situation, Wen Baizhi was not panicked at all.

The first thing she had to do was to confirm whether Si Jiu was awake at this time.

She bent down and saw Si Jiu's face. She found that his eyes were clear and knew that he had woken up.

"Are you awake?" she asked.

Wen Baizhi might not know that even if she simply said a few words to Si Jiu, it would instantly wake him up from his turbid and dark world.

Just because she has always been the guiding star in Si Jiu's life.

Everything he did in the past and now was for Wen Baizhi.

In the past, it was because of Wen Baibuxi that he broke with his family, was kicked out of the family tree, and was sentenced to castration by Qi Yan'an.

Now, for Wen Baizhi, he is willing to go anywhere she is.

Everything he has is just centered around Wen Baizhi.

Si Jiu felt a sharp pain in his heart, but he endured it, slowly sat up straight, and hugged Wen Baizhi.

Wen Baizhi sensed that he was in a different mood now, so she just stroked his back gently.

"You had a nightmare, didn't you? It's okay, Zijin. Dreams are the opposite of what they actually are, so don't believe in your dreams. They're all fake."

Her gentle tone was the same as before, and her soft touch made Si Jiu's heart tremble even more.

The tears that he had managed to hold back finally fell once again.

But his heart was aching so badly that he couldn't bear it any longer and let out tiny cries of pain.

After hearing this, Wen Baizhi immediately let him go: "Where does it hurt, Zijin?"

Si Jiu learned his lesson this time. When Wen Baizhi asked him questions, he answered quickly.

But he couldn't say anything now, he just held her hand and placed it on his heart.

"Is it the pain in your chest?" Wen Baizhi asked.

Si Jiu nodded obediently, with tears still hanging on his eyelashes.

Wen Baizhi wiped away his tears and said, "You just woke up. Let's get off the car first, okay? Let's go find Rong Heng to help you. You didn't have much pain in your chest before. Why do you feel pain and vomiting blood now?"

After being alone in her empty room for the past two days, Si Jiu can now be said to be extremely sensible.

When Wen Baizhi said she wanted to get off the car, he wanted to get off immediately.

But he overestimated his current physical condition.

When he went to the escort agency to find Wen Baizhi, he felt very angry and had to find her before he could let go.

Now that he had found the person and he treated him as gently as before, Si Jiu's anger was completely gone.

This resulted in him not paying attention when he stood up, and his vision went dark, and he sat back down again.

Wen Baizhi just found it amusing to look at him.

But she didn't offer to help.

It was as if she was deliberately waiting for Si Jiu to ask for help.

Sure enough, after Si Jiu sat down, he turned his head and looked at her with grievance.

His hand also grabbed her sleeve and shook it.

Although he couldn't speak, his meaning was very clear.

But Wen Baizhi still wanted to tease him deliberately: "Why, are you waiting for me to help you?"

When Si Jiu heard this, his face turned red, but he did not stop his hands. Besides, he rubbed Wen Baizhi's shoulders like a cat.

"Help me, help me."

This is what he really thinks.

Wen Baizhi couldn't bear to tease him anymore. After all, she only had one Si Jiu, and no one would compensate him if he broke something.

She stood up first, then stretched out her hand to Si Jiu: "Get up, I'll carry you, you won't fall again."

Si Jiu sat there looking up at Wen Baizhi who seemed to be glowing in front of him, and tears rolled down for the third time.

It turns out that even if his beloved just simply extends his hand in front of him, he will feel so happy that he wants to cry.

He wiped away his tears and handed his hand to Wen Baizhi.

Si Jiu's palms were full of cold sweat, but Wen Baizhi didn't mind. She held his hand tightly, supported his waist, and led him out of the carriage.

When she was leaving, she asked Ping An, "Go find Doctor Rong and ask him to come to our room to check Du Gong's pulse."

Ping An responded, watched them walk into the inn, and then hurried to find Rong Heng.

On the way back to the room, Si Jiu was thinking, fortunately he had wiped the ground where he had spit, so there should be no smell.

He even wondered if Wen Baizhi sending him back to his room now meant that she would continue to live with him in the future.

Although his room was large, it was the best room in the inn after all.

But without Wen Baizhi by his side, he really felt that no matter how big or nice the house was, it was just a better cage for him.

As long as Wen Baizhi was with him, he felt extremely happy even if they lived in a very small house, or even curled up in a carriage to rest when they were traveling like before.

They walked very slowly, or maybe Ping'an was fast, because when they walked out of the room, Rong Heng was already waiting for them there leaning against the wall.

Seeing Si Jiu walking back safely with the help of Wen Baizhi, Rong Heng glanced at Si Jiu with disdain.

"After all, the Madam is back. Some people are just different. I don't know who was that dead-looking person yesterday."

Si Jiu knew that Rong Heng was talking about him. After all, Rong Heng knew his situation best.

He couldn't refute it, nor could he speak to refute it.

Only Wen Baizhi listened and said, "Doctor Rong, it was my fault for being willful the past two days, causing Si Jiu to suffer as well. He just vomited blood in the carriage and said that his chest hurt. He must have had a lot of discomfort in the past two days. Doctor Rong, please help take a look."

Although Rong Heng mocked Si Jiu, he also wanted to see Si Jiu be well.

He pushed open the door and said, "Come in and show me."

Wen Baizhi then helped Si Jiu into the room she had not returned to for two days.

In the room, some of her things had already been packed up by Cuizhi, whom she had asked to do earlier.

Even though only some of her things were missing, it seemed as if the whole room had become lifeless.

How could she know that without her room, Yu Sijiu was just a cage with a bed.

Wen Baizhi helped Si Jiu sit down on the bed and let him lean against the headboard to rest.

She also placed a pillow behind Si Jiu's waist.

She has always been so attentive.

Si Jiu, who had been able to rest, was finding it difficult to breathe. His chest was rising and falling noticeably, which made Wen Baizhi even more frightened.

Rong Heng sat over and took his pulse.

After taking his pulse, he tried pressing Si Jiu's stomach, below his abdomen.

Almost every time a place was pressed, Si Jiu's face turned pale with pain.

Si Jiu cried out in pain several times.

Wen Baizhi stood aside, not daring to disturb Rong Heng, and could only wait patiently.

Rong Heng finally finished the examination, and Wen Baizhi could speak: "How is it, Doctor Rong?"

Rong Heng's expression was solemn: "His body has been wasted these past few days. There is no good place for him at all."