with son

"What's so stupid, he's been cold and burnt." The old doctor who was hurriedly pulled over by Lin Mo poured a bowl of medicine into Jiang Yuxing, then moistened a cloth towel and applied it to his scorching forehead, telling Lin Mo Mo changed it for him every half an hour.

Lin Mo looked at Jiang Yuxing lying on the couch, then at Lin Ziyan lying on the other couch, and sighed helplessly.

The next day, Lin Ziyan, who was holding a pile of clothes, slowly opened his eyes, and saw the morning light shone through the window, falling finely into the room.

He glanced at the clothes in his arms in a daze, feeling a little strange.

It seems... not my clothes?

Lin Mo came in with the decoction and saw that Lin Ziyan was awake, and said pleasantly, "My lord, are you awake?"

Lin Ziyan: "Little Mo..."

"My lord, you scared me to death yesterday," Lin Mo said with a sore nose, "It's all my fault, you drove the car into the pit."

"It's okay..." Lin Ziyan sat up from the couch, turned around, and saw someone lying on another couch in the room.

"This elder brother pushed the carriage up," Lin Mo explained, "but he also caught cold and fell ill."

Lin Ziyan vaguely remembered that the clothes he was holding seemed to belong to him...

"Blame me," Lin Ziyan said with reddish ears, "I stole his clothes."

Lin Mo said eccentrically: "My lord is too cold, it's not on purpose."

Besides, this big brother is strong and strong at first glance, so it's okay to wear a few clothes!

Even if you are sick... also, it has nothing to do with my son!

Feeling sorry, Lin Ziyan got off the bed to see his benefactor.

The benefactor seemed to be suffering, covered with a quilt, with a look of bitterness and hatred on his face.

"My lord," Lin Mo said, "drink the medicine first."

Lin Ziyan took the medicine, frowned and drank it in one gulp, then moved a chair and sat on the edge of the Jiangyu couch.

Lin Mo: "...My lord, go and rest." What are you doing sitting by the couch?

Lin Ziyan shook his head and said: "He saved me, but he suffered from the cold because of me. I should take care of him because of emotion and reason."

Lin Mo said: "With me, son, you just woke up, you should go to rest."

Lin Ziyan still shook his head.

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, Lin Mo had no choice but to let him go.

But the young master has always only read the books of sages, how can he take care of others?

Lin Mo was worried, fearing that his young master would shake his hands for a while and do something bad with good intentions, so he also stayed in the room.

However, Lin Ziyan just sat on the edge of the couch, silently watching Jiang Yuxing.

It’s been almost a day since I watched it. I continued to watch after breakfast, and I continued to watch after lunch...

Lin Mo: "..." Is it really "care"?

Later, the old doctor asked someone to boil hot water, saying that Lin Ziyan was weak, and he had been frozen in the snow for too long yesterday, so he needed a medicinal bath to drive out the cold.

Lin Mo and his buddies carried the water into the room, and according to the old doctor's instructions, after serving his young master into the water medicine bath, they went to help boil the medicine again.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Yuxing woke up in a burst of heat.He opened his eyes unconsciously, feeling a little thirsty, so he thought of looking for water to drink.

water, water...

He threw off the quilt and got on the bed, staggered a few steps, and suddenly heard the sound of water coming from behind the screen.

He walked over unconsciously.

Lin Ziyan soaked in the water for a long time before coming out of the tub.He was flushed all over, and his legs were still a little weak. He slowly walked over to get his clothes. Before he put them on, he heard a slight sound behind him.

He looked back and saw the person who should have been sleeping on the couch standing beside the screen.

Lin Ziyan was startled, "Brother, brother..."

Jiang Yuxing suddenly walked over with big strides, his eyes burning.

Lin Ziyan hugged his clothes, a little at a loss, "You..."

The ground was full of water stains, Jiang Yu Xingben was unconscious, staggered suddenly, knocked down the screen, hit his head on the ground, and passed out.

"Brother?" Lin Ziyan quickly put on his clothes, walked over to look, "Brother?"

But the person has already passed out, and he can't wake up no matter how much he shouts.

"My lord, what's the matter?" Lin Mo heard the movement, ran in to have a look, saw Jiang Yuxing lying on the ground, and asked in confusion, "Brother, why did you sleep on the ground?"

Lin Ziyan: "...I just fainted."

Lin Mo got the assistant from Jishitang and carried Jiangyuxing back to the couch.

"He's dead," Lin Mo complained, "Why are you taking him to the screen?"

Lin Ziyan didn't know what was going on, let alone why his benefactor looked so anxious just now.

Maybe it's burnt out?He touched his benefactor's hot forehead, and then touched the swollen bump on the back of his head. Feeling very guilty, he dragged the chair and continued to "look after" his benefactor.

When Jiang Yuxing woke up again, it was already the second day.

Lin Ziyan and Lin Mo are packing things in the room.

They are going back to the capital.Wuzhou City is not very far from the capital city. Before that, Lin Ziyan had studied and returned to the Lin Mansion, and told his father about his return home. His father called someone to come to Wuzhou City to wait for him.

But these days, the wind and snow have been heavy, and the people of the Lin Mansion were delayed for two days on the road, and they only arrived at Wuzhou City this morning.

Lin Ziyan originally wanted to wait for his benefactor to recover from his illness before leaving, but he was afraid that it would be too late, and his father was worried.He didn't come home for three years, and he didn't want his father to worry about him anymore, so he gave the old doctor of Ji Shi Tang a big silver coin to take care of Jiang Yuxing.

I don't know if we will meet again in the future?Lin Ziyan thought while putting away his things, he should say thank you face to face...

Then, he heard Lin Mo say, "Brother, are you awake?"

Lin Ziyan turned his head and saw that Jiang Yuxing was covering his head and was about to stay.

He hurried over, "Is it better? I..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yuxing suddenly rushed over, grabbed him and tore his clothes.

Lin Ziyan was startled, pulled his clothes and said, "You, what are you doing with my clothes?"

While traveling in Jiangyu, it was as if he couldn't hear anything, and he was focused on picking people's clothes.He pulled Lin Ziyan's belt, and wanted to pull off his coat, but Lin Mo rushed over and pushed him away.

"What are you doing?!" Lin Mo said angrily, "Don't bully my son!"

Jiang Yuxing's eyes were red, as if insane.He pushed Lin Mo away and wanted to tear Lin Ziyan's clothes.

Lin Ziyan backed away in fright, Lin Mo hurriedly shouted outside: "Come on!"

The people from the Lin Mansion rushed in hurriedly, holding Jiang Yuxing with all their hands and feet.

On weekdays, these people would definitely not be able to beat Jiangyu Xing, but right now he is suffering from burns, his fists and feet are weak, and there is another man in Lin's mansion with a strong back and great strength, and he was pressed to the ground in a short while.

He struggled a few times, but he couldn't break free, he could only raise his head and stare at Lin Ziyan with deep eyes.

Lin Ziyan looked a little apprehensive, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yuxing's breath was burning hot, like a caged animal, his gaze was on his waist inch by inch, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Let me see..."