After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

Wen Baizhi knocked on the door several times, but no one answered.

Ping An's anxious gaze fell on her back, forcing her to continue knocking on the door.

After a long while, Si Jiu's hoarse voice came from inside the room: "I said don't disturb me."

Wen Baizhi cleared her throat and said, "Si Jiu, it's me."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Baizhi heard the sound of something heavy falling inside.

This sound continued for several times, like the sound of something being lifted up and then falling down.

Wen Baizhi finally reacted and realized that it should be the sound of Si Jiu falling to the ground.

Without caring about anything else, she pushed the door open and walked into the house.

There were many lights on in the house, illuminating the room.

With the help of the bright light, Wen Baizhi immediately saw Si Jiu lying on the table not far away.

She ran to his side and reached out to pull him up.

As soon as he touched his clothes, he saw Si Jiu shaking as if he had been electrocuted.

Wen Baizhi didn't understand what was going on, so she put her hands around his shoulders and pulled him up.

Fortunately, they were at the table, so she took Si Jiu and sat on the stool next to the table.

Si Jiu was breathing heavily, his hands firmly on both sides of the stool, veins bulging on the back of his hands.

Wen Baizhi also sat down beside him.

"You really scared me." Wen Baizhi still couldn't change her habit of saying whatever she wanted to say.

Si Jiu looked at her face and said, "I am really sorry to bother you, Miss Wen. I really don't know why Miss Wen came here so late."

Wen Baizhi then thought of the ointment she brought with her, took it out and put it on the table, and said, "I happened to hear that you were injured, and it was quite serious, so I thought of bringing some ointment to apply on you. I didn't expect that after I came here, I heard that you were alone in the room and didn't even call a doctor. I was very worried that something might happen to you, so I came in directly. I also want to apologize to you."

Si Jiu smiled and said, "It's not a big problem. They are exaggerating a bit."

Wen Baizhi said seriously: "It's not a big problem. How come you kept falling down and couldn't get up just now?"

After finishing her words, Wen Baizhi felt that she had gone too far, and quickly said, "I didn't mean anything else. I meant that if you are injured, you need to see a doctor. If you keep dragging your feet and not seeing a doctor or taking medicine, it will get worse and worse."

Si Jiu looked at the face of the girl in front of him. She kept talking, and her words reached his ears and then his heart.

He seemed to see the appearance of the girl from that year through the face of this girl.

He was a little distracted.

When Wen Baizhi saw his expression, she thought he was in so much pain that he forgot to speak, so she raised her hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

"Sijiu, Sijiu, are you in a lot of pain? Why are you just standing there in a daze without saying anything?"

Si Jiu came back to his senses: "It didn't hurt that much."

After all, Wen Baizhi had been through battles before, and she rarely saw someone like Si Jiu who refused to admit his scars, even though everything he showed clearly showed that he was in very bad shape.

She licked her lips, feeling angry. "It's just you and me here. I know you are the governor, so you must be very proud. But people can't hide their illness and avoid seeing a doctor. If they are sick, they must be treated. It's just you and me here now. If the governor is still worried about me, I can go out and call Ping An to come in. Then maybe the governor won't keep saying that he is fine."

As she said this, she was about to stand up.

Si Jiu panicked and subconsciously pulled her sleeve.

Wen Baizhi felt his movement and turned to look at him again.

Si Jiu put his hand down, as if he had mustered up a lot of courage, and said, "It does hurt a little, but it's all on the knee. It's nothing serious. I understand what you mean. I'll find someone to help me take a look. I'll take the medicine when necessary. I won't be careless." He paused, "Can you stay here a little longer?"

Wen Baizhi looked at the man under the light. His eyes were dodging and he couldn't get to the point.

But she just saw the boy she once was.

She sighed softly and sat down again: "Is this right?"

Wen Baizhi was so careless that she had never thought about why Si Jiu, who was second only to the emperor, would listen to her so much. She unknowingly regarded him as the former Si Zijin and didn't think there was anything wrong.

She said, "But your wound still needs medicine. Let me call Ping An to come in and help you apply the medicine."

Si Jiu shook his head in panic: "No, no, I don't need anyone to come, I can do it myself."

Seeing him shaking his head, Wen Baizhi looked at his face again.

Only then did I realize that my previously pale cheeks were now abnormally flushed.

Her actions spoke louder than her brain, and she raised her hand and placed it on his forehead.

"You have a fever," she concluded.

Si Jiu was puzzled: "I don't have a fever."

Wen Baizhi hurriedly pulled him: "Go back to bed and lie down, cover yourself with a blanket, and maybe sweating will make you feel better."

Si Jiu's knees had actually been hurting all the time. Now that he was sitting on a stool to rest, he had a chance to catch his breath, but it was only enough to support him to stand up.

Just like before, his legs bent unconsciously and he was about to fall to the ground.

Wen Baizhi was quick to catch his falling body, and the two of them stood face to face, hugging each other.

Si Jiu's chin rested on Wen Baizhi's shoulder, poking her a little.

She propped up her upper body and her hands unconsciously covered his back.

At this time, Si Jiu had taken off his official uniform and was only wearing a white midriff-baring shirt, so Wen Baizhi could clearly feel the direction of the bones under his hand.

He was so thin.

Si Jiu whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry, Miss Wen." He then put his hands on her shoulders and stood up again with her support.

After standing up straight, the two quickly separated. Wen Baizhi still remembered the thin feeling of Si Jiu's back just now.

But she quickly said, "Let me help you to the bed."

Si Jiu nodded.

Wen Baizhi used herself as a crutch and took Si Jiu to the bedside diligently.

She carefully helped him sit down and placed his legs on the bed.

When she touched his legs, she clearly felt their tenseness. He was tense, and she could feel it.

It was not until Si Jiu was covered with the quilt, and he even piled the quilt directly under his chin, that he felt he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Wen Baizhi then sat down beside the bed: "I think your knee must be seriously injured, and now you have a fever again. I will go out and ask Ping An to call a doctor for you. You must let the doctor see you. You said that His Majesty gave you three days off. You should have a good rest tomorrow. You don't need to deliberately look for me for dinner."

Si Jiu was so anxious that he even wanted to stand up. He said, "I'm fine. These are just minor injuries. I've had them before, and some were more serious than this. They're all fine. I'll be able to walk normally tomorrow. There won't be any impact."

Little did he know that the truth he said in a hurry made Wen Baizhi frown fiercely.