diskusbooks Chapter 218 Those who like skinny people should dig them out of their graves
Chapter 218 Those who like skinny people should dig them out of their graves
After applying the ointment, Wen Yuening gave Shen Sangwan a new set of clothes to wear.
During the conversation, she accidentally touched the soft flesh around her waist and couldn't help but mutter, "Your Highness seems to have gained quite a bit of weight in just half a year."
Shen Sangwan was furious when she heard this. Of all things to say, why did she have to say she was fat? She brushed away the other person's hand from her body and said, "Does A-Ning like thin people?"
Turning around, Shen Sangwan saw Wen Yuening nod, which made her so angry that she hurriedly put on her clothes and prepared to go out. "If you like skinny people, go dig them out of your graves."
Before she even reached the door, Wen Yuening pulled her back.
"It's good that you're chubby, it's good that you're chubby, Your Highness, please don't be angry."
Shen Sangwan was even more displeased now, "Is A-Ning admitting that I've gained weight?"
"I...."
Wen Yuening was a little confused by the question. Did she mean that?
But now, no matter what I say, it seems like I'm wrong, so I can only keep quiet and carefully straighten the other person's clothes.
"Your Highness, the girl seemed to have a high fever earlier and kept talking nonsense."
After tidying up, Shen Sangwan prepared to check on Cen Yan, but as soon as she stepped out of the room, she was met by a maid who was rushing over.
Upon hearing this, Shen Sangwan disregarded Wen Yuening behind her and ran to the next room.
"Little Yan Yan? Little Yan Yan?"
The moment my palm touched my cheek, it felt burning hot.
Cen Yan lay on the bed muttering incoherently, some parts of which were difficult to hear clearly, so Shen Sangwan had to lean over and put her ear close.
"Don't kill me...don't..."
"Don't touch her, don't touch her..."
"Ruoying, I'm scared, Ruoying, Ruoying..."
The words were spoken in a disjointed manner, and Shen Sangwan couldn't make heads or tails of them. However, she heard the name "Ruoying" seven or eight times in just a few seconds.
Wen Yuening followed her in and saw Cen Yan's flushed face. She first touched Cen Yan's forehead, and then took Cen Yan's hand to check her pulse.
“Your Highness, Ayan has a high fever. We need to bring her temperature down as soon as possible. If the fever continues, it may damage her brain.”
Shen Sangwan immediately retrieved a potent antipyretic from the system, but the pill would disappear into thin air as soon as it was brought near the other person's mouth.
[Master, you've already given Xiao Yan Yan a Vitality Pill on the mountain, so the system's medicine can't be used for now.]
If Xiaotong hadn't reminded her, Shen Sangwan would have completely forgotten about it.
There is a deep sense of powerlessness.
"Can you please stop messing with me? Is the main system trying to force me to bleed out just because I'm not injured?"
Xiao Tong helplessly shrugged; there was nothing he could do.
Wen Yuening stood to the side, somewhat confused by the conversation between the two, and looked at Shen Sangwan with a puzzled expression.
"A Ning, you go out first. I'll think of a way to cool down Xiao Yan Yan's fever."
While speaking, he pushed Wen Yuening outside.
"Your Highness...you..."
Before Wen Yuening could finish speaking, she was already locked out of the room by the door.
Shen Sangwan swallowed the pill skillfully. This time, she remembered her lesson and sat for a long time before searching for a sharp object to cut her palm and drip her blood into Cen Yan's mouth.
The last time, before the pill could even dissolve in my body, I stupidly cut myself and bled so much for nothing.
Having learned from experience, she didn't make a mess of the blood this time. After feeding the wound until it was almost full, she took some hemostatic medicine, sprinkled it on the wound, and then casually bandaged it with a silk handkerchief.
Although there was no blood inside, the smell of blood was very strong. The moment Wen Yue Ning opened the door, she could smell the blood with a slight sniff.
"Your Highness! What have you done?"
With some concern, she looked Shen Sangwan up and down, finally fixing her gaze on the hand wrapped in white silk.
"It's nothing, just some blood was drawn, it will be fine in a couple of days."
Then, pointing to the maid beside him, he said, "Take good care of her these next two days, and make sure there is absolutely no mistake."
"Yes, I've got it." The maid nodded hurriedly.
Wen Yuening angrily dragged Shen Sangwan's other uninjured hand back into the house.
He unfolded the silk handkerchief, looked at his cut palm, and frowned slightly.
"Why does Your Highness not take care of your health?"
“The blood was drunk by Xiao Yan Yan. If you’re still angry, beat her up when she wakes up.”
Xiao Tong, who had been watching the show the whole time, now felt that her master's logic was becoming increasingly bizarre.
They can always shift the blame onto others.
"Ouch~!"
After re-bandaging Shen Sangwan's arm with silk, Wen Yuening pinched it hard, causing Shen Sangwan to scream in pain.
She glanced at Wen Yuening with a hint of grievance, but the other woman didn't even look at her and went straight out of the room.
"Ah Ning, where are you going?"
Thinking the other person was angry, Shen Sangwan got up and followed closely behind, just like a well-behaved puppy.
He would whisper a few words in Wen Yuening's ear every now and then, and occasionally tug at her arm.
I followed them all the way to the kitchen and found out that they had made soup the night before.
In this weather, it's perfect to drink right now.
"What kind of soup did Ah Ning make? It smells so good!"
Shen Sangwan leaned closer and sniffed, then asked with a fawning expression, "Did A-Ning make this for me?"
Seeing Shen Sangwan's feigned ignorance, Wen Yuening said casually, "Last night I saw a big yellow dog in the backyard that looked very pitiful. This is specially made for it to help it recover."
As she spoke, she picked up the bowl of soup, walked past Shen Sangwan, and headed towards the backyard.
"Hey—Ah Ning, Ah Ning, I think that big yellow dog probably can't eat such good food. Come on, let me take care of it for you."
She didn't know what was in the soup, but the aroma was irresistible, making Shen Sangwan's stomach rumble with hunger.
He quickly stepped forward and snatched the soup bowl away.
Because of a wound on my palm, I almost accidentally broke it.
"Your Highness, please be careful."
Fearing that the other person might accidentally spill the soup again, Wen Yue Ning reached out and firmly held the soup bowl.
"That big yellow dog is not worthy of enjoying it, and Your Highness is probably not worthy of enjoying it either."
The spoon was already at her lips when she paused slightly upon hearing Wen Yuening's words, glancing at her hesitantly. "What...does A-Ning mean by that? Could it be that A-Ning poisoned it?"
Then, feigning fear, he scanned the soup bowl and Wen Yue Ning back and forth.
"It's not poison... I added some medicinal herbs, but I just remembered that Your Highness is injured, and drinking it might not be good for the wound to heal."
Shen Sangwan thought it was something serious, but the wounds on her body were all trivial matters.
He carried the soup bowl directly to his room.
Wen Yuening, who remained where she was, hesitated to speak, but seeing that Shen Sangwan was not listening at all, she didn't continue. After all, she wouldn't be the one suffering in the end.
Originally, I thought that Shen Sangwan's body was a bit weak, so I added some tonics to the soup. Now that she has an injury, I think she would feel uncomfortable if she drank the whole bowl.