"Yes." Xia Beiqing takes he Jiayi to the guest room opposite the master bedroom.

He Jiayi pushed open the door, then turned to look at the north of Xia, and said faintly: "I know everything you met. Don't pester him any more. Let him go."

The Summer North inclines a facial expression to sink, don't have good spirit of say: "don't need you to manage!"

He Jiayi shrugged her shoulders and didn't speak any more. After a night's journey, he went into the guest room to have a rest.

In the afternoon, Shen Zhiyu has a fever because of the wound infection. Xia Beiqing shakes he Jiayi up. He Jiayi narrows her sleepy eyes and gives Shen Zhiyu a drip.

In the evening, Shen Zhiyu's fever subsided. He Jiayi checked him and found that he was recovering in a better direction.

After a hungry day, he Jiayi turned to see Xia Beiqing and said, "don't you cook so late? By the way, make some porridge for Yu. "

“……”

Xia Beiqing blinked: "I won't, you do it."

"This..." he Jiayi dry cough two: "I will not."

Two people stare at each other.

The only one of them who can cook is lying in bed.

In the end, he Jiayi broke the silence and took out his mobile phone: "forget it, order takeout, and then give him a bowl of porridge."

Soon, the takeout arrived. After two people finished their meal, Shen Zhiyu also happened to wake up. He Jiayi heated the porridge in the microwave oven and brought it into the room.

Xia Bei leans down beside the bed, takes the porridge in he Jiayi's hand, scoops a spoonful, makes sure it's not hot, and then delivers it to Shen Zhiyu's lips. The action is natural, as if rehearsing thousands of times.

Shen Zhiyu frowned. He didn't want Xia Beiqing to feed him, but now he has no strength and his arm is broken. He can only open his mouth and drink the porridge from Xia Beiqing.

He Jiayi watched and raised her eyebrows.

He thought that the young master was good at taking care of people!

After eating porridge and medicine, Shen Zhiyu went back to sleep.

He Jiayi saw that Xia Beiqing's face was haggard. She reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "you should go to have a rest soon. The other encounter is not good. You've fallen down again. I can't serve two people."

Xia Beiqing took out a new quilt from the wardrobe: "I sleep with Mr. Shen, and I can observe his situation at any time."

"Whatever you want." He Jiayi joked with a smile: "but you'd better be honest and don't touch his wound."

Xia Beiqing stares at he Jiayi and goes to Shen Zhiyu to make a quilt.

He Jiayi yawned and went back to the guest room to sleep.

In order to avoid meeting Shen Zhiyu's wound, Xia Beiqing sleeps close to the edge of the bed as much as possible. In the middle of the night, he hears Shen Zhiyu's groan.

Xia Beiqing was awakened in an instant and put his head close to him. He heard Shen Zhiyu say he was thirsty and wanted to drink water.

Xia Beiqing immediately ran to pour the water. He lifted Shen Zhiyu's head with one hand and poured the water into his mouth a little bit.

Shen Zhiyu's eyes opened the gap. In the blurred vision, he saw Xia Beiqing's face illuminated by the moonlight.

He didn't expect that Xia Beiqing would keep watch on him all the time, and he didn't expect that if he had a little bit of movement, Xia Beiqing would wake up, ask with concern, and then take care of him.

He couldn't tell what kind of feelings Xia Beiqing had for him now.

After drinking the water, Shen Zhiyu went to sleep again. In the next few days, under the treatment of he Jiayi, his body gradually recovered, the plaster on his arm was removed, and the wound was healing.