After rebirth, my new love and I made it real

Lin Qingran washed off the sweat from her body and felt a lot refreshed.

My head still feels heavy, and it’s hard to lift my limbs.

Taking a bath almost took all her energy.

She changed into her pajamas, lay back on the bed weakly, and sent a message to her assistant.

[I won't be going to the company today. You can handle the company's affairs.]

After a while, I received a message from my assistant.

[Okay, Mr. Lin. 】

Lin Qingran still felt a little uncomfortable and felt drowsy holding her phone.

"Miss Lin."

Lu Siheng's voice was heard along with the knock on the door.

"come in."

"..."

Lin Qingran half-opened her eyes and looked at Lu Siheng who was standing in front of her. "You didn't do anything to me yesterday, did you?"

Lu Siheng was puzzled, "What?"

"You didn't offend me?"

Lu Siheng chuckled, "Ms. Lin, do you mean that I took advantage of your situation? Did I do something... unspeakable to you?"

Lin Qingran pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Why do you ask?"

Why? Of course, it was because she had a strange dream.

But she couldn't say.

Lin Qingran avoided his inquiring gaze guiltily, swallowed her dry throat, and said, "Nothing, I just woke up and found myself in bed."

She remembered falling asleep in the car yesterday.

I don't remember how I got to the bed.

"I carried you to bed because you had a fever and lost consciousness, and I couldn't wake you up."

Lin Qingran understood, "So that's how it is."

Lu Siheng took a step forward and reached out to touch her forehead.

Lin Qingran quickly moved back and looked at him warily with her peach blossom eyes, "What are you going to do?"

"Check to see if your fever has subsided?"

Lin Qingran recalled those dreamlike moments from last night and frowned slightly, "Were you the one who took care of me last night?"

"Yes, I did." Lu Siheng said, "I gave you some antipyretic medicine and used a wet towel to reduce your fever. I also came to your room several times at night to check on you."

It turned out to be the case.

"thank you."

"You're welcome. There are only two of us here." Lu Siheng said calmly, "If anything happens to you, I won't be able to explain to the Lin family."

He touched Lin Qingran's forehead. This time she did not avoid him, but just tensed her body, as if she was still a little uncomfortable with such contact.

"How was it?" she asked.

"It's still a little bit hot."

Lu Siheng went out again, and when he came back, he was holding a temperature gun in his hand.

He took the temperature of her forehead.

"37.5c."

"I'll make you another cup of medicine."

Lu Siheng took out a new box of medicine from the bedside table, opened it directly, and poured it into the cup...

Lin Qingran curled up in the quilt, covered herself, and wanted to sleep.

Lu Siheng added water to brew the medicine, then held the cup to check the temperature.

He walked around the bed with the cup in his hand and glanced down at the person covered by the cup. "Drink the medicine."

Lin Qingran didn't move.

Lu Siheng inexplicably thought of the scene yesterday.

He also made her a cup of medicine in the same way and handed it to her.

Lin Qingran took the cup of water in a daze and drank it. After drinking it, she started crying, saying it was very bitter while crying.

A faint smile appeared in Lu Siheng's eyes. He gently pulled the corner of her quilt, revealing her little face hidden in the quilt.

Lu Siheng raised the cup and handed it over. "Here, cold medicine."

Lin Qingran looked at him steadily, without moving.

Lu Siheng's lips curled slightly, "You want me to feed you?"

Lin Qingran paused: "Ah?"

Without waiting for her to say anything, Lu Siheng reached into the quilt with one hand and tried to pick her up.

"No, I'll do it myself!" Lin Qingran said hurriedly.

Lu Siheng withdrew his hand and handed the cold medicine to her.

Lin Qingran sat up, took the cup from him, frowned and took a sip.

As she sipped her sips, her eyes suddenly lit up and she looked up at Lu Siheng, "Not bitter?"

"Well, it's not bitter."

"Why isn't it bitter anymore?" Although Lin Qingran had a fever yesterday, she also remembered that the medicine she drank was extremely bitter.

"Because you don't like bitterness, it's not bitter," said Lu Siheng.

Lin Qingran thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure out the meaning of this sentence.

She picked up the medicine box on the bedside and took a look, only to find that it was newly opened and not the same one she had drunk yesterday.

Lu Siheng looked at her and smiled. In the bright light, his black eyes seemed to contain a lake of water, gentle and inclusive.

He said, "Not all medicines in this world are bitter."

Lin Qingran blushed slightly, feeling a little warm and a little embarrassed, "Thank you."

Lu Siheng took the cup she had finished drinking and asked with concern: "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

Lin Qingran shook her head and wanted to refuse, but then she realized that if she didn't eat the food made by Lu Siheng, she would have nothing to eat, so she had to say: "Just drink some porridge, thank you for your trouble."

"It's no trouble. I have an obligation to take care of you."

After saying this, Lu Siheng walked out, closing the door behind her.

Lin Qingran breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the head of the bed for a while, and called her mother.

When the call was connected, she curled her lips, feeling very aggrieved, and said, "Mom."

"Hey, baby girl, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Qingran sniffed and said in a hoarse and helpless voice: "Mom, I'm sick."

"Oh, are you sick?" Mother Lin said with a distressed look, "Then drink more hot water."

Lin Qingran: “…”

"What? Ms. Zhou, do you have a daughter like me in your heart?"

"No." Mother Lin blurted out.

Lin Qingran: “Ah?”

For a moment she suspected that she had heard wrongly.

"What's wrong? What are you doing? Hey, it's my turn... Jiutong."

Lin Qingran almost couldn't catch her breath, "Mom, I'm so sick, and you still have the heart to play mahjong?!"

Mother Lin listened to the sharp voice coming from the microphone and frowned, "Get rich."

Lin Qingran: “…”

She was so angry that her face turned green, "Mom, I'm dead!"

"Hey, wait..."

Lin Qingran almost hung up the call, then paused, waiting for the voice on the other end...

Two seconds later, Mother Lin's voice came again: "Bang."

Lin Qingran was so angry that she clenched her fingers tightly into her palms and shouted, "Mom, get me a servant to take care of me!"

"What do you need a servant for?" Mother Lin asked absentmindedly, "Don't you have Xiao Lu?"

"Lu Siheng is not a servant."

"It doesn't matter." Mother Lin said, "Although he is not a servant, he is your lover."

Lin Qingran: “…”

She took a deep breath to suppress the anger in her heart, and gritted her teeth and said, "Mom, stop talking nonsense, and get me a servant."

"Let Xiao Lu take care of you."

"I'm not familiar with him." Lin Qingran said righteously, "We are a single man and a single woman, it's not convenient for him to take care of me."

"What's the inconvenience?"

"I need someone to monitor my temperature at night. He takes my temperature and makes medicine for me. It's hard to avoid being intimate..."

"Oh!" Mother Lin was very surprised, "So it's this kind of inconvenience..."

"So you should find someone to serve me right away. I think Aunt Wang is a good choice."

"Ah? What did you say? What Wang? What aunt Wang? I think the signal here is not very good."

"I'm talking to Aunt Wang!" Lin Qingran roared, "Aunt Wang!"

"What's going on? Why can't I hear anything clearly? Hey, Ranran, are you still there?"

Lin Qingran: "I'm..."

beep-

Lin Qingran looked down and saw that the call had been hung up.