2139 Twins
Although the things were all Su Zhuoqianâs and not his, his heart ached when they were smashed.
While he was waiting eagerly, Xiao Bao and Jingyun appeared together.
The two of them actually looked calm. They were no longer in a deadlock.
The butler: ââ¦â
âButler Xu, letâs eat!â Jingyun said.
He was really too hungry. He was exhausted after the fight.
Jingyun and Xiao Bao sat at the table and quickly finished most of the dishes prepared by the butler.
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After filming, Qiao Weiyang locked herself in her room and spent the entire afternoon studying Jingyunâs condition and adjusting the medicine.
Jingyun didnât trust her at all and hadnât taken the medicine she gave him even once. She had plenty of time to make preparations.
She asked her friends on WeChat to send a drug back from abroad.
It would probably take some time to arrive. Only when it arrived would it be meaningful to continue checking on Jingyunâs condition.
She would talk about it after the drug arrived.
Qiao Weiyang came out of the room, and Xiao Bao ran over, grabbing her hand. âMommy!â
âDoes it still hurt?â Qiao Weiyang reached out and touched the wound on his lip.
âIt doesnât hurt anymore!â Xiao Bao raised his head and said.
Jingyun opened the door and saw them together. He retreated.
Qiao Weiyang glanced at the door of his room and said nothing.
The butler came up with the medicine and knocked on Jingyunâs door.
Qiao Weiyang went downstairs with Xiao Bao.
However, he still controlled his emotions. He walked slowly to the door and opened it.
When he saw that it was the butler, Jingyun looked disappointed.
âWhat is it?â
âLittle Master Jingyun, this is your medicine.â
Several bowls had been broken by Jingyun, and he had never been willing to drink the medicine. Even so, the butler still dutifully brought the medicine to him every day.
Jingyun took a look, reached out to take it, and closed the door.
The butler couldnât help but shake his head secretly. Little Master refused to take this medicine. He didnât know when his condition would improve.
Jingyun entered with the medicine and placed it on the table. He took a serious look at it.
He frowned slightly and sighed softly. He picked it up and drank the bowl of medicine in one go.
The butler walked downstairs and shook his head gently at Qiao Weiyang.
âItâs okay. The medicine is only to ease the pain in his leg. If he can endure it, itâs fine even if he doesnât take the medicine,â Qiao Weiyang said.
âIâm just afraid that he wonât cooperate with the treatment when the time comes.â
âDonât worry, Butler Xu. Letâs take it slow.â
The butler said, âYoung Madam, Iâve bought all the herbs you wanted. Iâll go get them for you.â
He quickly took a large bag of herbs and handed it to Qiao Weiyang.
Qiao Weiyang took it and said to Xiao Bao, âYou should go study. You donât have to follow me.â
âOkay!â Xiao Bao immediately ran back to his room and read obediently. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Qiao Weiyang brought the herbs to the backyard. The sun in the morning was not strong yet, and the temperature was just right.
She spread out all the herbs on the table and carefully chose them.
Compared to Xiao Baoâs situation, Jingyunâs situation was more complicated and serious. Surgery might even be necessary to assist in treatment, so the herbs needed were more complicated.
The current medicine was far from enough.
Qiao Weiyang chose the herbs carefully.
Jingyun walked out with an empty medicine bowl and handed it to the butler.
The butler thought that he had poured out the medicine again and couldnât help but shake his head secretly. He felt that it was a pity. He had seen Qiao Weiyangâs medical skills and knew how powerful she was. But Little Master Jingyun refused to cooperate. He hoped that his illness wouldnât be prolonged.
Jingyun glanced outside the house and saw Qiao Weiyang picking at a pile of herbs in the courtyard alone.
The sun was shining on her shoulders and hair.
The morning sun cast a thin layer of warmth and a faint shadow on her body.
His facial features, which were hidden in the shadows, were gathered into an extremely serious expression.
Jingyun reached out and took a lozenge from the butlerâs hand. He slowly peeled off the wrapper.
âWhat is she doing?â Jingyun asked, his voice unknowingly softening.
The butler nodded and said, âShe should be choosing medicine for Little Master Xiao Bao. Hasnât Little Master Xiao Bao always had insomnia and obsessive-compulsive disorder?â
When Jingyun heard this, he threw the lozenge back to the butler.
âLittle Master, arenât you having it anymore?â
âNo!â
What was so delicious about a lozenge?!
Hmph!
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At night, Old Master Fang and Han Qingwan arrived at Zhuojing Villa.
When the two of them heard that Xiao Bao and Jingyun had fought again, their hearts ached, and they came to take a look.
As soon as she entered, Han Qingwan saw the wound on Xiao Baoâs face. Her heart ached as she hugged him. âWhatâs going on? Why did you fight again? Why are you in such a state? Does it still hurt?â
Without waiting for Xiao Bao to answer, she carried Jingyun over. âCome, Great-grandma will take a look at you.â
Xiao Bao said coquettishly, âItâs okay, Great-grandma. Iâm fine now!â
âIt doesnât hurt,â Jingyun said coldly.
âWhereâs Zhuoqian? Whereâs Zhuoqian? Why doesnât he care about the children?!â Han Qingwan saw that the two childrenâs faces were injured. It would be strange if she believed their words.
How could such tender skin withstand such torture?
âGrandma, they were just playing around.â Su Zhuoqian walked over, his tone a little casual.
âWhatâs going on? Why were they fighting?â
âItâs normal for children,â Su Zhuoqian replied calmly.
âSigh, you and Gun Gun werenât like this when you were young! You never fought!â Han Qingwan said with heartache.
Old Master Fang stood at the side and comforted her. âAlright, whatâs the use of scolding Zhuoqian? Which child isnât naughty? It was nothing at first, but youâre making a big deal out of it now.â
âYou sure have a glib tongue,â Han Qingwan rebuked.
Xiao Bao hugged her neck. âItâs really okay, Great-grandma. Donât blame Daddy! Look at me. Iâm especially strong!â
He bent his arm in a show of strength.
Old Master Fang and Han Qingwan were amused.
Han Qingwan stopped arguing about this matter.