Saving the Second Male Lead: What to Do When You Enter a Domineering Boss's Novel

"It seems so. I don't remember. I just felt very tired and a little uneasy." Qiao Yisha answered weakly.

"What happened? Tell me what's making you worried and I'll help you solve it, okay?" Nangong Xianyue gently shook her body and patted her back with his big hands, just like coaxing a child, to make her feel more at ease.

"I don't know..." Qiao Yisha shook her head, "I... I don't know what happened - by the way, notebook, I still have some memories that haven't been restored, Master, do I usually write a diary? Or record something?"

"No, I've never seen you write a diary." Nangong Xianyue denied.

"Maybe I'm wrong."

"Are you feeling better?" Nangong Xianyue kissed her cheek. "Are you hungry after sleeping for so long? It's time for dinner."

"I need to eat again, but I'm not hungry." Joysa resisted a little.

"Be good and eat something with me." Nangong Xianyue's voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of scaring her.

"Ok."

Qiao Yisha got out of bed and almost fell to the ground the moment her feet touched the ground. Nangong Xianyue quickly lifted her up and asked, "Are your feet numb?"

"No," Qiao Yisha helped him stand up again. This time there was nothing wrong with his legs. "Maybe I didn't stand firmly just now. It's okay."

"By the way, why are you in my room? When did you come here?" she asked puzzledly.

Nangong Xianyue was startled when she heard this, "You don't know?"

"I don't know. Was it after I fell asleep?"

"I came when you were almost asleep, and we talked about some things, but you might be too sleepy to remember."

"What did you say?"

"You said you would only like me." Nangong Xianyue said with a smile.

"Ah?" Joysa had no doubt that it was exactly what she would say.

"Go wash up first."

Nangong Xianyue looked at her back as she went to wash up. She looked thin and frail. She had nightmares and was sleepy. She couldn't remember anything now. It might be that she felt unwell for one or two days, but it was obviously not normal for so many days.

He edited a text message and sent it to Zhuang Qianchen, informing him of what had just happened and asking him to carefully analyze the cause with relevant experts.

Zhuang Qianchen asked his assistant to bring her some excellent tonic medicine for regulating the body, and asked her to drink it first to see if it would make her feel better.

Half a month later, Qiao Yisha's condition still didn't improve. Nangong Xianyue watched her getting thinner day by day. Zhuang Qianchen came to see her every now and then but didn't find any major problems. She was just in a bad mood and had some minor stomach problems due to hunger. He couldn't help but begin to doubt his medical skills.

Nangong Xianyue was afraid of causing anxiety to Qiao Yisha, so she never let other doctors contact her. She just told her to let Zhuang Qianchen take care of her body.

Joysa hadn't left her room for three days, and she began to feel tired even when walking.

Nangong Xianyue forced her to live in his living room and moved almost all of her things up there. Fortunately, the living room was big enough so it didn't seem crowded. Instead, it added a lot of life atmosphere.

Since she moved in, Nangong Xianyue's living room is no longer dim and the heavy curtains are no longer closed, because Qiao Yisha likes to sit by the window frame and paint.

The indoor air conditioning is sufficient, so even if the sun shines in through the carved glass and gauze curtains, it doesn't feel hot.

Joysa was wearing a pure white long dress and sitting on the cushion of a vintage wrought iron chair. Her black hair was braided into a pigtail and draped over one shoulder. Her profile was thin and her expression was serious. She held a paintbrush in her hand and sketched carefully on the drawing board.

Nangong Xianyue walked in from the study next door and saw this scene.

"Shall I carry you downstairs for a walk?" Nangong Xianyue touched her hair lovingly.

"Master, just go and do your own thing and don't worry about me." Qiao Yisha shook her head.

Nangong Xianyue had become accustomed to Qiao Yisha driving him away and could completely ignore such words.

"What are you painting today?" Nangong Xianyue casually glanced at the painting on the easel, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, and then he looked at Qiao Yisha with some disbelief.

"It's the green lawn where we used to ride horses. Can't you see it?" she asked doubtfully.

"I can see that you paint very well." Nangong Xianyue looked at the painting on the easel. The purple-black lawn looked weird and strange.

"Okay, put down the paintbrush first. You should go out for a walk. You haven't left this living room for three days." Nangong Xianyue took the paintbrush from her hand, supported her shoulders and helped her stand up.

"Okay." She took a step forward, but she felt like she was stepping on cotton. Her knees went weak and she knelt down.

Nangong Xianyue reacted quickly like she did a few days ago and immediately supported her, picked her up and carried her to the cloakroom.

"What are you doing here?" Joysa was put on the sofa in the cloakroom.

"Pick out a new dress for me."

The cloakroom was brightly lit, with rows of closets filled with luxurious and exquisite clothing.

After listening to this, Qiao Yisha began to carefully browse the clothes in the cloakroom. Her eyes revealed concentration and seriousness, as if she was looking for the one that best suited Nangong Xianyue.

"That one." She pointed to one of the silk shirts.

"This one?" Nangong Xianyue deliberately picked up the wrong one.

"No, the dark green one next to it."

Nangong Xianyue smiled slightly, "Okay, this one." He took off the purple shirt, which was the dark green one that Qiao Yisha mentioned, and changed it directly in front of the mirror.

"How is it?" he asked after he changed his position and stood in front of Joysa.

"Very good, but there's still something missing." Qiao Yisha stood up with the help of the handrail, slowly walked to the jewelry area, took out a peacock brooch from it, and pinned it on Nangong Xianyue's collar, making her look more elegant and fashionable.

"Now it's perfect, what do you think?" Joysa looked at the combination she had chosen with satisfaction.

"Your vision is never wrong." Nangong Xianyue took her hand and kissed the back of her hand.

Qiao Yisha pulled her hand back, her amber eyes darkened, "Master, am I sick?"

"No, Zhuang Qianchen has come to see you many times and never said that you had any health problems, right? Why do you feel so?" Nangong Xianyue put his arm around her shoulders and slowly led her out.

Qiaosha has found that she has no appetite for a long time, her body is weak, and she often sleeps for a long time. If no one wakes her up, she can sleep for three days and three nights. This is not normal. At least she has never been like this before, and it has lasted for so many days. Moreover, the waist circumference of her clothes has become larger, proving that she has lost a lot of weight in this month.

"You are so gentle and kind to me now, so different from before," she replied.

"I wasn't very nice to you in the past, but I will be better in the future." Nangong Xianyue supported her and carefully led her down the stairs, fearing that she would fall.

"No, you were good before, and have been good since I came to Falls Garden, but you were not as good as you are now."

"Is it too late to be nice to you now? Is little Isa willing to make peace with me?" he asked with an evil and gentle smile on his face.