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

The woman on the bed looked pale and quiet. A ray of sunlight coming in through the window shone on her cheek, making her look like an elf who was about to leave the world. Her breathing was so weak, her body so thin, and the exposed wrist made her look even thinner in the empty sleeves.

He suddenly realized that the person who had been with him for ten years and followed him every day and called him "Young Master" might really leave him.

He gently held Joysa's hand that was hooked to an IV drip, breathed in her breath, and placed a kiss on her forehead. No, he would not allow her to leave. No matter what, he would find a way to heal her.

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There were several needle holes on Qiaosha's hands. She had been receiving intravenous drips for the past few days. The back of her hands were swollen like buns.

"Master, is my illness serious? Why do I always have to get an IV drip?" She asked, leaning against the head of the bed with black hair and wearing a white nightgown.

The nurse inserted the cold, sharp needle into her skin and she frowned slightly.

The nurse applied the medical tape and gently placed her hand on the quilt. She said in a gentle manner, "I'm next door. I'll come to change the dressing in an hour. I won't disturb the young master and Miss Isa. But if there's anything, please let someone know. I'll be right there."

"Go ahead." Nangong Xianyue said lightly.

The nurse walked out, and Nangong Xianyue explained to her: "I've told you many times that it's not serious, just a little tricky. You can ask other people. Qiu Yi and Hua Ting know about it. Don't think too much."

"But I'm awake less and less." Qiao Yisha blinked slowly. If she wasn't paying attention, she would fall asleep immediately.

"It's the side effect of the medicine. I've asked about it. Don't worry." Nangong Xianyue touched the top of her head with a very gentle expression.

"But..." Qiao Yisha moved her lips, "I can no longer see colors. My world has turned black and white. Is this also a side effect?"

"What?" Nangong Xianyue immediately held her face and looked into her eyes carefully. He didn't know when, her amber pupils had faded and turned a little gray. Damn, he didn't even notice it.

"Why didn't you tell me? I... I was too careless and didn't notice it. I'll ask Zhuang Qianchen to come over now." He immediately picked up the bedside phone and dialed Zhuang Qianchen's shortcut number.

"Come here immediately. Isa can't see colors. Why hasn't your treatment plan come out yet?" He spoke in an impatient tone, without any of his usual gentlemanly and calm demeanor.

The other party didn't know what he said, so he hung up the phone. Qiao Yisha looked at him blankly, "What treatment plan?"

"It's just a minor problem of yours. It will get better faster once you have a treatment plan." He smiled, trying to make Joysa let down her guard.

"Thank you for your help. You have been with me these days." Qiao Yisha smiled. She had lost a lot of weight, and so had Nangong Xianyue. She couldn't eat, and Nangong Xianyue couldn't eat either, so they lost a lot of weight with her.

"You took care of me when I was sick before. Now I take care of you. It's not a big deal." Nangong Xianyue picked up a cup of warm water with a straw from the bedside. He handed it to Qiao Yisha's mouth and motioned for her to drink.

Qiao Yisha lowered her head and took a sip. Just as she was about to say something, Nangong Xianyue continued, "By the way, don't you want to dance? It may not be convenient now. How about we plan it when you feel better?"

Joysa shook her head. “No, the sooner the better.”

Zhuang Qianchen rushed over after receiving Nangong Xianyue's call and checked Qiao Yisha's eyes. Strange things happened again. He shook his head and said, "We need to check it in depth. I don't see any problems with Yisha's eyes at the moment."

"Forget it." Qiao Yisha shook her head. "It doesn't matter. I don't want to go for another check-up. Anyway, I can see it, but I can't see the color. It doesn't matter."

"No, Isa, you must go. Who knows if the situation will get worse? What if..." Nangong Xianyue advised patiently.

“I said I wasn’t going,” Joysa said, pushing him away with her free hand. “Everyone get out.”

"You guys go out first." Nangong Xianyue said to Zhuang Qianchen and his assistant.

After Zhuang Qianchen and the others left, Qiao Yisha said, "Master, you should go out too. I want to be alone - or just send me back to the second floor." Qiao Yisha's eyes were dead and her tone was flat.

"You need someone to accompany Isa. I'm worried about you being alone."

Qiao Yisha felt very sad when she saw his gentle face, but her expression remained indifferent: “I don’t need it. I want to be alone.”

"I won't disturb you. Let me accompany you, okay?" Nangong Xianyue felt very uncomfortable seeing her like this.

"I don't want it, get out," Qiao Yisha pushed her hard, ignoring the IV tube on the back of her hand, "Why do you always need someone to watch me? I don't need it, get out."

"Don't move, Isa." Nangong Xianyue hugged her tightly, restraining her waving hands.

Qiao Yisha struggled violently, tears streaming down her eyes, her voice hoarse, "Why are you looking at me? Only dying people want to be looked at. I'm dying, so you're so gentle to me, right? I don't need it, get out."

"You won't die, Isa, I won't let you die, believe me, you just have a minor illness, I will cure you." Nangong Xianyue tried her best to suppress her emotions for fear that she would see something.

"I know all that you don't like me. You've always had someone else in your heart. You only started to notice me when I was sick... I would rather you be the same as before than have you pity me." Qiao Yisha burst into tears and pushed Nangong Xianyue away with all her strength.

Her health started to deteriorate around the time when Nangong Xianyue came back, and it was also at that time that he began to treat her differently.

But she didn't know that Nangong Xianyue had already fallen in love with her. She didn't know, and Nangong Xianyue himself didn't know either.

"I don't feel sorry for you, Isa. You are so powerful and omnipotent. There is nothing worthy of pity on you," Nangong Xianyue let her go and looked at her. It was the first time that Qiao Yisa saw those narrow eyes slightly red.

Nangong Xianyue looked at her seriously: "Yisha, I——"

When Qiao Yisha realized what he wanted to say, she immediately covered her ears and shouted, "I don't want to listen, get out, I don't want to hear anything, and I don't want to see you."

Nangong Xianyue restrained her restless hand. The needle had been pulled out. He took out an alcohol cotton pad from the tray beside him and pressed it on it, stopping the blood on the back of her hand. "Okay, if you don't want to see me, I'll go out. I'll ask Hua Ting to come in and accompany you."

"Don't cry." Nangong Xianyue wiped the tears from her cheeks with her fingertips, smiled at her, then stood up and walked out.

Qiaosha looked at his tall and thin back, and she almost stopped breathing because of the heartache. Why did he love her at this time? But she knew that she would not live long. She buried her face in the quilt, bit her lips tightly, and tears could not stop flowing.

Not long after Nangong Xianyue went out, Hua Ting walked in. She saw Qiao Yisha curled up in a ball, and felt sad. She walked over and put her hand on Qiao Yisha's shoulder. Qiao Yisha looked up with tears on her face, which made her heart ache.

"Miss Isa, what's wrong with you? The young master looks very sad."

"Tell me, what is wrong with me?"

Hua Ting paused, then said, "Doctor Zhuang said it's a little tricky, but I don't know what it is exactly. But I heard it's not very serious and can be cured."

"Lie to me, you are all lying to me." Qiaoisha shook her head gently.

"What I said is true."

"Huating."

"What's wrong Miss Isa?"

"Have someone pack up my things and move them back to the second floor."