I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 243: Sorry, Life is Yours (1)_1

Chapter 243: Chapter 243: Sorry, Life is Yours (1)_1

Walking up to Han Jingnian, Xia Wan’an stared at his stunningly handsome face, swallowed heavily, and then held out the towel in front of him. "First, use this to wipe off the wetness on your body. I’ll call Zhang Te later to pick you up..."

Han Jingnian slowly opened his eyes, silently staring at her without any movement.

Seeing that he wasn’t taking the towel, Xia Wan’an furrowed her brow. Just as she was about to speak again, the man in front of her suddenly swayed and then leaned forward, landing squarely on her shoulders.

Caught off guard by his weight, Xia Wan’an nearly collapsed to the ground: "..."

What was Han Jingnian playing at? Did he faint without any provocation?

Xia Wan’an pursed her lips, "Han Jingnian..."

Just as she said his name, she caught a strong whiff of alcohol.

Instinctively, she twisted her head towards him and nearly fainted from the overwhelming smell of alcohol.

How much had he drunk to reek this much? No wonder he was unsteady on his feet...was he drunk?

Wait, if he was drunk, why did he come to her?

They have so many servants in the old house, and there’s always Zhang Te. If he treats her like a stranger, as a legal wife, he even dared to say things like "Does the house have your name on it?". Why would he bother to seek her out?

As stubborn as she was, she would certainly not attend to him!

Half an hour later, Xia Wan’an, supporting her weary waist with one hand and shaking her sore wrist with the other, gasped for breath by the bed. Staring at the peacefully sleeping Han Jingnian, whom she had stripped of his wet clothes, wiped dry, and placed in her freshly changed pink bedsheet, she only wanted to give herself a good slap and scribble two words on her face: Regret.

Han Jingnian watched as the thin woman resorted to her full strength to drag him upstairs, help him undress, and wipe his body, an action that drained most of her energy.

Barely holding onto her last vitality, she threw his clothes into the washing machine. After cleaning and drying, she eventually collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep.

In her muddled state, Xia Wan’an felt a heat source next to her. She kicked off her quilt but still felt warm. Instinctively, she reached out, and the touch of fevered skin immediately woke her.

Was Han Jingnian actually running a high fever?

Xia Wan’an searched out a thermometer and took his temperature. Seeing it was thirty-nine degrees, she hurriedly found fever patches and fever medicine, then also found some alcohol to cool him down physically.

Whether he was delirious from the alcohol or the fever, he kept mumbling nonsense. His voice was so low that Xia Wan’an couldn’t make out the words.

She replaced one fever patch after another, filled the trash can with cotton balls doused in alcohol. Just as Xia Wan’an was prepared to call an ambulance if his fever didn’t subside, Han Jingnian’s temperature finally started to fall.

Xia Wan’an breathed a sigh of relief but didn’t dare to sleep for fear his fever would spike again.

As time ticked by, Han Jingnian’s breathing gradually stabilized, and the room became even quieter.

He was still mumbling, but his words were clearer than before. But even after Xia Wan’an listened intently for a while, she could only just make out a few scattered phrases: "I won’t let anything happen to you... It’s my fault... "

"...I’m sorry...my life would be yours..."

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