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Shaking her head, Yin Jiaren could not help but feel that it was very funny. What sort of status could she have?

But...

Yin Jiaren suddenly realised, if she was her future Mrs. Jiang, wouldn't she be her stepmother? When she thought about the news of her stepmother mistreating her children, Yin Jiaren's heart tightened.

Something fell out of her eye sockets, Yin Jiaren reached out to touch it, only to feel tears in her hands.

What was she crying for?

Could it be … She had feelings for Jiang Siming?

Realizing this terrifying guess, Yin Jiaren fiercely stood up from the sofa, and casually wiped the tears on her face.

Impossible! She definitely wouldn't be moved by Jiang Siming!

With that in mind, Yin Jiaren carried the case and went upstairs. Seems like she needed to organize her thoughts.

At night, when Jiang Siming returned, he only saw Jiang Yuan, who was playing by himself in the living room, and could not help but be somewhat suspicious.

"Where's Madame?"

Uncle Zhao sighed. "I don't know what's wrong with Madam. She came back with a big box and went up without saying a word. I asked her if she had met with anything and she didn't answer me."

Jiang Siming frowned, he raised his head and looked at Yin Jiaren's room, thinking that this woman was most likely sick, he quickly walked upstairs.

The room was locked, so Jiang Siming was not able to enter. He knocked on the door, and waited for a long time, but he did not hear anything.

"Yin Jiaren, open the door."

After calling out for a few times, there was no sound from the inside. Jiang Siming panicked, and was about to kick the door, when Uncle Zhao brought him the spare key.

When he opened the door, he saw the person lying on the bed.

Jiang Siming frowned, he took a closer look, and realised that the woman's eyes were red and swollen, he did not know how long he had been crying, but he had only called out a few times, and saw that she did not respond at all.

"Sir, is Madame ill?"

Hearing Uncle Zhao's words, Jiang Siming finally came back to his senses and hurriedly touched Yin Jiaren's forehead.

It was terrifyingly hot.

"Call Han Ye. If he can't finish within ten minutes, then we'll have to settle the bankruptcy debt with the other hospitals that were waiting for him!"

Not even ten minutes had passed when Han Ye appeared at the door to Yin Jiaren's room, panting.

"I... I said... Can you... Don't always threaten me with the hospital... "

With one hand on the door as support, and the other holding the medicine box, Han Ye gasped heavily.

He originally thought that something was wrong with the little fellow, but who knew that he would see Yin Jiaren on the bed.

"What happened to sister-in-law?"

Han Ye was shocked, he took his case and walked over, and saw a cold towel on the forehead of the person on the bed, his entire face was flushed red, and he could roughly guess what it was.

"Is it a fever?"

Jiang Siming nodded with a cold face, "Thirty-nine degrees. I've been unconscious this entire time, and couldn't wake me up no matter how I shouted."

Han Ye's expression was also a little nervous. A severe fever was also very scary, and after thinking about it, he quickly opened the medicine box and gave Yin Jiaren the medicine to prick her needle.

"This medicine should be able to cure her fever, but my sister-in-law's condition is quite serious, she might get another fever at night, my hospital has some urgent matters, I'll come again after the beating is over."

Seeing Jiang Siming nod his head, Han Ye then packed up and walked out.

When he went downstairs, he was still amazed. He had never seen Jiang Siming worrying about Jiang Yuan's body, but this was the first time he was this worried about a woman. It seemed like Young Master Jiang's weakness was one more.

Sitting beside Yin Jiaren's bed, Jiang Siming's frown did not relax at all. He held Yin Jiaren's hand, and his deep eyes made people unable to tell what he was thinking.

It was unknown if the woman on the bed was feeling uncomfortable, but he suddenly started muttering. Not knowing what he was saying, Jiang Siming went closer to listen and faintly heard a few words.

"No …" I... traitor … "It's not …"

A traitor? What traitor?

Jiang Siming was at a loss for words, when suddenly he remembered the box that Uncle Zhao mentioned, he turned and looked around, and finally saw it on the ground beside the table.

It was filled with useless documents, as well as a few items on the desk. Could it be that … What happened to the Zheng Clan, where Yin Jiaren worked?

Jiang Siming rubbed his chin, it looked like Yin Jiaren had left the Zheng Clan. He squinted his eyes, thinking back to the day he heard from Yin Jiaren that he had lost in the plan, he secretly pressured Da Hong, telling him to turn cooperation into a bidding war.

Could it be because Yin Jiaren was kicked out of the company? No, he was worried that Yin Jiaren would be affected if he did this, so she was extremely careful, and Zheng Guoren would definitely not be able to find out.

Then, what was going on?

After using the antipyretic drug, Yin Jiaren's complexion looked a little better. When Jiang Siming took the thermometer, his body temperature had already dropped to 37 degrees Celsius and he couldn't help but to heave a sigh of relief.

In the evening, Han Ye came over to take a look, and gave Jiang Siming some medicine to feed him.

Thinking that Yin Jiaren was lying on the bed and eating medicine inconvenient, Han Ye prescribed an ointment, but even so, Yin Jiaren who was unconscious did not drink it at all.

Xia Sisi who found out that Yin Jiaren was sick also came over, and taking the chance while you were sick to take your life, this was definitely the best time to take action!

Therefore, as night fell, Xia Sisi quietly went to Yin Jiaren's room.

Just that, he did not expect that Jiang Siming was still inside.

"What are you doing here?"

Hearing the noise, Jiang Siming turned his head and saw Xia Sisi preparing to enter.

He vaguely remembered that there was a problem with the servant's attitude towards Yin Jiaren.

Xia Sisi was shocked, in her panic she did not know where to put her hands and feet.

"I... I... I was worried about Madame, so... "That's why I came to take a look."

Jiang Siming squinted his eyes, "You are worried about her?" This was a joke.

Xia Sisi's scalp went numb, but she could only insist at this time.

"Sir, it's already so late. Why don't you go rest for a while? I'll stay here and guard the lady."

Jiang Siming looked at the lady in disdain before turning his head away, as if he did not hear what she had said.

Xia Sisi felt a little awkward, but she did not dare repeat these words again.

Because Yin Jiaren had never been able to swallow these potions, Jiang Siming actually drank and fed them to her!

Xia Sisi looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, Mister is actually treating this woman this way?! Damn it, what spell did this woman cast on him?

After drinking it all in one gulp, Jiang Siming saw how useful it was and quickly continued to feed it. Not long later, Yin Jiaren finished the entire cup of medicine.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Jiang Siming helped her tuck in his blanket and realised that Xia Sisi had been standing by the door.

"Why are you still here?"

Xia Sisi's face was full of grievance, it seemed like Mister had not noticed her for a long time just now.