On the day of the blind date, the heir of a wealthy family pulled me to get the certificate.

A few minutes later, Du Yumeng took out the thermometer from Zhan Yiyang's armpit, raised it and looked at it, and said to him: "38 degrees, the fever has not completely subsided, but compared to the 39.8 degrees when he was admitted to the hospital, it has subsided a lot."

"What time did you take the medicine? Is it time to take it?"

Zhan Yiyang shook his head, indicating that he didn't remember the time to take the medicine.

Du Yumeng thought for a moment and said, "It seems like it's time. Take the medicine first, then sleep for a while. I'll have someone bring dinner over."

"You are in this condition now, so you can only eat something light and drink some porridge."

Considering that Zhan Yiyang had a swollen and sore throat and couldn't eat, Du Yumeng called home and asked her aunt to bring her dinner, and specifically asked her to send a bowl of white porridge.

That was for Zhan Yiyang to eat.

Zhan Yiyang just kept nodding.

After instructing the aunt at home, Du Yumeng looked at Zhan Yiyang who could only nod and said, "The eloquent Fourth Young Master Zhan is now like a mute who can only nod. I'm really not used to it."

She was used to bickering with him.

Zhan Yiyang looked at her apologetically.

"Don't look at me like that. You haven't done anything wrong to me. I'm not here to take care of you every day. I was just asked by your grandma to take care of you during your high fever."

"Your fever has started to subside now. You've received a few bottles of liquid medicine and your coughing symptoms have eased a lot. You can take care of yourself..."

Before Du Yumeng could finish her words, Zhan Yiyang started coughing violently, his face red and he was gasping for breath, looking like he would die at any moment.

Du Yumeng watched him perform at first, but when she saw him coughing so badly, she finally walked to his side worriedly, patted his back gently, picked up the warm water he had not finished drinking from the bedside table, handed it to him, and said, "Drink some water."

Zhan Yiyang took the cup, drank two sips of warm water, and coughed a few times before he felt a little better.

"Yu Meng..."

Zhan Yiyang just screamed, his throat was burning with pain again, and he pointed at his throat.

"If you can't speak yet, don't say anything. The doctor recommends that you talk less these days."

Zhan Yiyang picked up his phone and typed something for her to see.

He wrote: I am still very ill, could you please take care of me for another day tomorrow?

After Du Yumeng read it, she said, "I have a meeting tomorrow and I have to meet an important client. I'm afraid I won't have time to come and take care of you."

"If you really can't take care of yourself, I'll arrange for an aunt and a bodyguard to come and take care of you."

Zhan Yiyang said nothing.

After a while, he typed a reply on his mobile phone: OK, thank you!

Du Yumeng asked him to sleep a little longer.

After Zhan Yiyang fell ill, he felt low in spirits and exhausted.

Soon, he fell asleep again.

When he woke up again, thousands of lights were on outside.

Du Yumeng had already eaten and drunk her fill, and was watching TV in the small living room outside. Perhaps it was telepathy, for she came in from outside just as Zhan Yiyang woke up.

Seeing Zhan Yiyang wake up, she said, "Finally you woke up. I came in to see you several times. Hurry up and get up and eat porridge. I just got warm again."

Zhan Yiyang sat up.

This time when he woke up, he felt much better.

He touched his forehead and felt that his body temperature was back to normal.

The pain in my throat has eased a little.

The liquid medicine that is still being administered is almost finished.

Du Yumeng came in with a bowl of steaming porridge. Seeing him looking at the medicine, she said, "This is the last bottle of medicine. In ten minutes or so, you can notify the nurse to come and help you remove the needle."

"Have you eaten yet?"

Zhan Yiyang asked her.

His voice was still hoarse, but I could barely hear what he said.

"I've eaten, and I'm hungry again. You slept long enough this time. Don't you see what time it is? It's past nine in the evening. Don't talk. If you want to say something, just type it on your phone and show it to me."

His condition was improving, and Du Yumeng finally felt relieved.

She was really afraid that Zhan Yiyang would be so spicy that he would be unconscious for several days.

"it is good."

Zhan Yiyang responded in a hoarse voice.

Du Yumeng let him eat the porridge by himself.

There was no dish, but there was a little salt in the porridge, which gave it a little flavor.

Zhan Yiyang was also hungry and quickly finished the bowl of porridge.

"Do you want more? There's another bowl in the thermos lunch box."

Zhan Yiyang shook his head.

It’s night time, so he doesn’t eat that much for fear of gaining weight and ruining his good figure.

I haven't caught my wife yet.

You have to take care of your figure and keep yourself handsome.

After Zhan Yiyang finished the infusion and watched him take the medicine again, Du Yumeng left the hospital at around ten o'clock in the evening.

Zhan Yiyang, who had slept twice, couldn't fall asleep for the time being. Du Yumeng didn't let him take her downstairs, so he stood at the window and watched. He could see Du Yumeng walking out of the inpatient building, and even saw her walk to the parking lot and drive away in her car.

Only when it was out of sight did Zhan Yiyang look away.

The phone rang.

Zhan Yiyang returned to the bed and sat down, then picked up the phone on the bedside table. The caller ID showed it was his mother.

He muttered to himself: Mother finally knew to call and show her concern for him.

But the time you chose is late at night, aren’t you afraid of disturbing his rest?

Zhan Yiyang answered the call from his mother.

"Old Four, are you feeling better? I heard from your grandma that you have a bad cold. How embarrassing! You ate so much chili that you had to be hospitalized. Yu Meng loves spicy food. What are you going to do in the future?"

"Only if you cook yourself, you can prepare two non-spicy dishes for yourself, and add some chili to the other dishes. Yu Meng loves spicy food."

Zhan Yiyang: "...Mom."

He felt very aggrieved when he called out "Mom".

He was already in the hospital, but his mother still thought he was embarrassing and was hospitalized for eating too much chili pepper.

Mom doesn’t know how spicy those peppers are. She has never liked spicy food since she was a child. It’s not that there are people in the family who like spicy food, but the chef always takes those who don’t like spicy food into consideration, and cooks both spicy and non-spicy dishes for every meal.

Can satisfy everyone's taste.

"That sound sounds like a duck. Are you my son? Are you a duck spirit in disguise?"

The second wife mercilessly mocked her son on the phone, saying that his voice sounded like a duck.

Zhan Yiyang: "..."

Mother!

Absolutely my real mother!

Treating him like this doesn't make me feel sorry for him at all.

Zhan Yiyang was speechless except complaining about his mother in his heart.

“Serves you right!”

The second wife even said on the phone that he deserved it.

"Your three older brothers all listen to your grandmother. Your eldest brother is tough enough, he bows his head and listens to your grandmother. Your fifth and sixth brothers also accept your grandmother's arrangements. Only you are rebellious. You deserve to be killed."

Zhan Yiyang was speechless.

He was... tricked by his grandma.

It was obvious that grandma just wanted to see him put on a good show.

If his grandmother had just hinted at him and told him that Du Yumeng was the ever-changing fox, would he have ended up like this?

Chasing my wife to the crematorium is just the beginning.