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Chapter 1302 - Chapter 1302 Chapter 1296 - What I Owe You_1

Chapter 1302: Chapter 1296 – What I Owe You_1 Chapter 1302: Chapter 1296 – What I Owe You_1 “So cold.” Ye Xuan, in his daze, felt incredibly cold as if he were submerged in icy water at the bottom of an abyss, his teeth chattering uncontrollably.

Qing Zhu, also in a haze, seemed to hear a voice, and it startled her wide awake. Blinking and staring for a moment, realization dawned upon her. Could it be that the man was running a fever?

Qing Zhu didn’t want to get up, but the intermittent mumbling from outside had her feeling resigned as she lit a lamp: Who are you really? Did I owe you something in my past life that you’re tormenting me like this?

Qing Zhu grabbed a small stool and sat, looking at the man whose face was flushed red. She sighed, it was indeed a fever. This made sense – with so many open wounds and blood loss, how could there be no inflammation? Even though Qin Xue had provided some medicine, it had been exposed to air for too long. Without proper care and treatment, developing a fever was a normal response.

Qing Zhu fetched a basin of water, wetted a towel, and started wiping his sweat in an attempt to cool him down. After a few moments, Qing Zhu sensed something different and quickened her actions. Soon, she found herself staring straight at the man in front of her.

Was this truly the wild and rugged man from earlier? While he still had some stubble, it didn’t seem to match the image of an uncle at all. But even as an uncle, he was strikingly handsome.

“Why disguise yourself like that? Such a waste of a good-looking face.” Qing Zhu touched his forehead and it was hot. What should she do to bring down his temperature? She feared that the fever may affect his mind.

After contemplating for a while, Qing Zhu fetched a jug of wine from her room, which was given by Qin Xue for sterilization and she hadn’t used it all.

“Alright then, you’re getting a good deal here. Remember this, you now owe Qing Zhu a life.” Qing Zhu took a clean cloth, soaked it in the wine and started to wipe the areas under his arms and the soles of his feet for heat dissipation. At this point, she didn’t bother about why she knew how to do all these, she just went with the flow.

“Ugh, so exhausting. Why did you have to be so muscular? You’re killing me.” Qing Zhu looked irritably at the man lying there as if dead. However, his face seemed less red than before. Qing Zhu placed her hand on his forehead and thought the temperature seemed about right. Deciding to cross-verify, she leaned over and touched her own forehead to his. As she suspected, his fever had indeed subsided substantially.

It wasn’t until the man’s fever completely receded that Qing Zhu went back to sleep. Because of this man, she had wasted much valuable time. Fortunately, her dear daughter had not woken up, otherwise, she would have had a tough time deciding who to prioritize.

Early the next day, still before dawn, Ye Xuan’s biological clock woke him up. Startled, he soon realized he was in an unfamiliar place. He had returned to his place the night before, hadn’t he? So where was this?

Once his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he took a look around. Undoubtedly, he was indoors, but whose house it was, he didn’t know.

“Sweetie, won’t you sleep? Mommy is so tired.” Qing Zhu, sitting at the front of her wide-eyed daughter, was at her wits’ end. Why did the little girl wake up so early today? She hadn’t slept for long last night, her eyes felt extremely dry.

“Okay, your silence means you’re agreeing, right? If you don’t feel sleepy, just play on your own, don’t disturb mommy. Let her sleep, alright?” Qing Zhu bargained with her daughter, though the child was too young to comprehend or respond to her words.

However, Ye Xuan, who was outside heard this, holding back his laughter. He now knew where he was.

From the moment the voice broke the silence, he had recognized it belonged to Qing Zhu. But how did he end up here? He remembered that he had returned to his own place before passing out. Had he walked all the way here in a daze? Right, he did faintly recall hearing a scream before blacking out. Apparently, he had indeed sleepwalked his way here.