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Chapter 242 Don’t Leave

Chapter 242: Chapter 242 Don’t Leave

Thinking that he was already burning up so badly that he couldn’t even pretend, Jiang Lingxi didn’t have the heart to torment him further, "Can you get back to bed and rest on your own?"

Shen Yunqing nodded slowly, reached out to support himself with the sofa’s armrest, and slowly stood up, heading towards the bedroom.

But after only a couple of steps, he fell straight backward without any warning.

Jiang Lingxi was startled by him, rushed over in a few quick steps to help him.

How did his body become so weak?

She still remembered that when she went to Xiyuan, He Zhu told her that his boss was not feeling well and was recuperating at home.

The illness was occurring too frequently!

Moreover, modern medicine is much more advanced than a thousand years ago; wasn’t he supposed to make his body stronger? How could it regress?

Seeing him unable to stand steadily after letting go, and with He Zhu being sent away by herself, Jiang Lingxi had to personally help Shen Yunqing to the bed in the master bedroom.

After tucking him in, she stood by the bedside for a moment, then turned and left the room.

She had just opened the door when Lu Zhengzheng and He Zhu from next door came out at the sound.

"Miss Jiang..."

"He’s taken the medicine and is lying on the bed sleeping." Jiang Lingxi wasn’t entirely sure if Shen Yunqing was asleep, but seeing him with closed eyes, she just assumed he was, and after speaking, she waved He Zhu over, "Come in, I have something to ask you." Then waved Lu Zhengzheng off, "Zhengzheng, you go back and rest first."

He Zhu noticed that Jiang Lingxi’s complexion was somewhat stern, and inexplicably felt a bit tense.

As the assistant to the chairman of the Shen Group, he usually dealt with various business and political elites, and theoretically, his heart should’ve been well-trained by now.

But following Jiang Lingxi into the room, he felt as if he were preparing for his final college thesis defense.

Jiang Lingxi sat down on the sofa and watched as He Zhu stood rigidly, then motioned to the coffee table, "Sit."

Only then did He Zhu move to the opposite seat, though he barely dared to sit properly.

"How long have you been an assistant to Shen Yunqing?"

"Four years," He Zhu answered quickly, "I joined the Shen Group through campus recruitment six years ago and was promoted to the boss’s assistant two years later."

His resume was impressive, but he was still unsure why Miss Jiang suddenly asked about it.

But soon, he understood.

"Your boss," Jiang Lingxi paused, "has he ever been injured before?"

In her understanding, if it was just a weak constitution, it could be nursed back to health later.

Unless, like her younger sister Jin’an, who was harmed in the womb and couldn’t develop properly, no matter how much care was given later, it would be treating the symptoms but not the cause.

But from what she’d seen, Shen Yunqing didn’t belong to the congenitally weak type.

Yet he would still catch colds and fevers so easily; that could only mean he’d been injured before, hadn’t fully recovered, or the energy hadn’t completely replenished yet.

He Zhu shook his head, "I haven’t heard of the boss getting injured, at least not during my years as his assistant. Not even a minor injury has occurred; the boss is usually very careful with his body, even using a knife only for trimming nails. But," he furrowed his brows, "the boss’s health isn’t very good, but it doesn’t seem like an illness either..."

"No, what I mean is, sometimes the boss just suddenly becomes weak for a period, but he doesn’t have to go to the hospital or take medicine, usually just resting at home for a few days. The Old Shen and Madam Shen even called in a very skilled traditional Chinese medicine doctor, but even Doctor Xu couldn’t figure out what’s wrong with the boss’s body. It was Master Wu Jue who said that the boss’s condition would gradually improve, which finally reassured Old Shen and Madam Shen."

Jiang Lingxi sent He Zhu back to his room to rest, then sat on the sofa, lost in thought.

Being weak at regular intervals, and that’s supposed to be a healthy body?

Doctors couldn’t find out what caused the weakness, but Wu Jue could guarantee that it would improve.

Although she didn’t know what Shen Yunqing was like when weak, her intuition told her that this cold and fever were related.

Jiang Lingxi wanted to call Wu Jue to ask, but seeing the time displayed on her phone screen, she changed her mind.

She simply got up and went back into the bedroom, looking at the person lying quietly on the bed, reaching out to check his forehead.

The cooling patch had lost its effectiveness, so she replaced it with a new one.

The room was quiet for a long time before a murmur escaped: "...How many secrets are you still hiding from me?"

But the person on the bed was sound asleep, unable to answer.

Jiang Lingxi and He Zhu took turns keeping watch until after 2 a.m.

During this time, He Zhu suggested that Jiang Lingxi go back to rest, insisting he would stay to watch over the boss.

But Jiang Lingxi didn’t listen to a word of it.

In her view, there was something strange about Shen Yunqing’s condition, and even if she went back, she wouldn’t be at ease, so it was better to stay and watch.

Seeing he couldn’t persuade her, He Zhu had no choice but to give up.

After peeling off several replaced cooling patches, Jiang Lingxi waited a while before touching Shen Yunqing’s forehead again, "His fever has gone down."

He Zhu also breathed a sigh of relief, once more urging, "It’s very late, Miss Jiang, please go back and rest. I’ll stay in the boss’s room tonight, getting up every hour to check if there’s a relapse."

Jiang Lingxi was about to withdraw her hand, but while turning her head to stifle a yawn, her wrist was grasped by a somewhat damp hand.

Fortunately, this time he murmured, "Don’t go."

And not ’Your Majesty.’

Jiang Lingxi cautiously tried to pull away, but the grip on her wrist only tightened.

Never had she known this person to be so clingy when sick!

She turned to He Zhu, who was at a loss for words, and said helplessly, "Maybe you should go to the next room and get me a quilt."

Now it was her turn to sleep on the floor!

As for sharing the bed, it wasn’t that she didn’t trust Shen Yunqing, but rather she didn’t trust herself.

If anything happened while she was asleep, even if not fully awake, her body would react faster than her mind and take action.

This habit wasn’t something she could change overnight.

He Zhu hesitated for a few seconds before nodding and turned to leave, contemplating inwardly: Miss Jiang and the boss are legally married, proper spouses, sharing one room and one bed shouldn’t be an issue, right? Absolutely not an issue.

Choosing to ignore the unique nature of this couple’s relationship compared to others.’

"Get a quilt?" Lu Zhengzheng, just dozing off, was awakened by a knock, thinking Jiang Lingxi had returned, only to find He Zhu and that he was asking for a quilt.

It took her a few seconds to process, "Is Sister Xixi not coming back to sleep tonight?"

He Zhu felt he couldn’t say that the boss was holding onto Miss Jiang’s wrist and not letting go, so he just nodded, "Mm."

Lu Zhengzheng, still a bit dazed, walked into Jiang Lingxi’s room, picked up the quilt from the bed, and handed it over to He Zhu.

She wanted to say something but held it in, "Well, goodnight."

Jiang Lingxi accepted the quilt from He Zhu with one hand, watched him leave and close the door, then sighed as she spread the quilt on the carpet beside the bed, took a pillow from Shen Yunqing’s bed, and tossed it onto the quilt.

Fortunately, it was summertime, so just using a cover-up would suffice.

After lying down, Jiang Lingxi glanced at the hand of Shen Yunqing, still hanging over the edge of the bed and holding her wrist tightly, hesitated for a few seconds, then decided to ignore it, closing her eyes.

Let him hold it then, the patient takes precedence, she’ll put up with it!