The Emperor’s Favorite Wife is a Little Sweet

   Chapter 3252 Do you still need a cold shower?

   Her face turned pale, and she couldn't believe it. Shen Muhan, who was strong and strong, would faint.

   The time he was shot before, he bleed so much without any problems, and now he fainted?

   Hearing the butler's call, Chen Qi walked in quickly, helped Shen Muhan, and the butler reached out and helped Xia Jiu: "Miss Xia okay?"

   "I'm fine, where's the doctor?" Xia Jiu asked.

   "I'll be there soon." The housekeeper said anxiously, "I'll go meet you at the door."

  Xia Jiu touched his stomach. When Shen Muhan fell down just now, his eyes were tightly closed, but Xia Jiu always had the illusion that he consciously avoided her when he finally fell.

  Otherwise, with her slender arms and slender legs, she would definitely be smashed into unconsciousness, even worse than her.

   But at that time, he had obviously lost consciousness, and he didn't seem to be able to avoid him specifically.

   I'm afraid it's still... I think too much.

  The housekeeper soon took the doctor upstairs to examine Shen Muhan.

  Xia Jiu was inconvenient to leave right now, so he stood and waited for a while, looking down at the ground, putting his hands on the bag, and watching it, until a pair of leather shoes appeared in front of him.

   That is Chen Qi.

   "Assistant Chen, what happened to your young master?" Xia Jiu raised her head and asked.

   "Miss Xia, as I told you before, the young master is ill. He is still very ill. He has a severe fever and cold, and he is very unwell in the morning."

  "Eh" Xia Jiu remembered, Chen Qi said it at breakfast, but she was busy going out to see Xia Lin at the time, so she didn't take this matter to heart.

   It's no wonder that she felt the scorching heat on him several times. Originally, he was an exuberant man, and Xia Jiu didn't find it strange, but now that she thinks about it, she realizes that he has a fever.

   "He's fine, how could he get sick? He's still like this?" Xia Jiu couldn't figure it out.

  Chen Qi also seemed to hesitate for a moment.

  Xia Jiu said: "Since it involves privacy, I don't need to say it if I don't want to. I don't want to know that much."

   "It's not that Miss Xia can't listen to it. The young master has always been in good health, but I've been taking cold showers these past few nights, and my iron body can't stand it."

   "Why are you taking a cold shower?" Xia Jiu asked, regretting it, almost biting off her own tongue, what else could be the reason, not because she always kicked him out of the room halfway through.

   She blushed and said forcefully, "Do you still need a cold shower, young master? Does he want any woman? Bored or not?"

  Chen Qi hurriedly said: "Heaven and earth conscience, the young master really has no other women, and he will not bring other women back, and there is no woman around."

  Xia Jiu sneered, she believed that there was a ghost, and it was not that she had never seen Shi Youxuan.

   As for other times, he was not in her sight, and the ghost knew what he did.

  Chen Qi saw that she didn't believe her, and she didn't know how to explain it. Just as she was about to speak again, the housekeeper and the doctor came out together.

   "How's the young master?"

   "The fever is a bit severe. Didn't you say you need to rest and can't go out? The fever has subsided, but now it's repeated." The doctor said, probably because Shen Muhan was still dizzy, his tone was also a bit tough, blaming Chen Qi.

   "Yes, I will take good care of it later."

The doctor    explained some other points that need attention, and the housekeeper accompanied him downstairs.

Chen Qicai added: "Miss Xia, Young Master is rarely free today, and he just wants to go out to accompany you. Who knew it would be like this... He even drives the car by himself during the day, I have long thought that he can't do this, he is a little overworked. ."

  Xia Jiu lowered his eyes: "Who asked him to drive me, when he is so sick, he shouldn't be driving. He would risk his own life, and I still want to live well."

  Chen Qi: "…"

   The tough attitude still belongs to you, Miss Xia!

   He could only watch Xia Jiu return to his room.

After   Xia Jiu went back, she took a nap and painted for a while, until it was getting dark before she stretched her waist and stood up.

   Aunt Zhang just came knocking on the door and said, "Miss Xia, it's time for dinner."

   "Well, here it is." She changed into a home-made dress, a wide and large style, covering her whole body, without any curves, but it made people imagine.

   It was already cold in autumn, so she put on a coat again, and then went downstairs.

   She was alone at the dining table.

   "Do you want to wait for your young master?" Xia Jiu asked the housekeeper.

  The housekeeper said worriedly: "The eldest young master hasn't woken up yet, he has taken the medicine, and the needle has also been shot. The fever has recurred for a while."

   "That's no waiting, right?" Xia Jiu lowered her eyes and held up her chopsticks.

   "How about, Miss Xia still go and have a look?" The housekeeper suggested softly.

  Xia Jiu didn't speak at one o'clock. All afternoon, he didn't think much of Shen Muhan, and occasionally he thought about it, but he was only angry with what he did in the morning.

   Thinking of the despair in her heart at that time, she lost all kindness.

   She ate her food in small bites and said slowly, "No need, just have a doctor see it."

  The housekeeper didn’t talk much, and went to work on his own.

   But Xia Jiu muttered, what kind of burn would make people not wake up for most of the day, would this person just die of illness?

   She finished her dinner and was about to go back to her room when she happened to encounter Chen Qi coming downstairs and talking to the phone about some work-related matters, and walked out as she spoke.

  Xia Jiu didn't care too much. When passing by Shen Muhan's door, the door was open, she glanced in, the man was lying on the bed, motionless, it seemed that he had been lying for a long time, and there was no sign of waking up.

Xia Jiu walked in slowly, watching from a distance, Shen Muhan's face was a little red due to the fever, even when he fell asleep, his brows were still creased, a look of cold and unapproachable. look.

I have to say that this man was born with a good skin. Even if he was sick like that, lying there, people couldn't ignore his handsome face. Parts, the chin line is cold and hard, and even if it is lying down, there is no fat at all.

  Xia Jiu subconsciously took a step closer, and remembered that when he was shot last time, she was too close to the tool that he used as a prisoner to restrain her. After thinking about it, let it go.

   She stepped out and heard someone shouting from behind: "Water."

  Shen Muhan's voice was particularly hoarse and low, as if it had been polished with sandpaper. Hearing it in his ears, it made people's ears feel uncomfortable.

  Xia Jiu quickened her pace and walked to the door of the room, just when she saw Aunt Zhang passing by with a little maid, Xia Jiu said, "Aunt Zhang, go and get some water for your young master, he wants some water."

   (end of this chapter)