Chapter 636
He Is Warmer Than Time
636 Chapter 649-recruiting
Yang Haitao put on his pajama pants and smiled at the person who had his back to him. âAlright, Iâm dressed. You can turn around now.â
Yang Haitao laughed. He felt tired and pulled the blanket over to lie down to sleep. Song Xuan pulled him back.âEat something before you sleep.â
Yang Haitao could barely open his eyes.âIâm tired, I want to sleep.â
It had been a long day, and he was really exhausted. Coupled with the cold, he just wanted to sleep until the end of time.
âEat before you sleep.â Song Xuan insisted.
Yang Haitao reached out to touch the glass of milk.
âNo, you canât drink milk on an empty stomach. Have some porridge first.â
Yang Haitao leaned against the head of the bed and looked really weak. Song Xuan sat by the bed and picked up the bowl of porridge. She said gently, â âIâll feed you.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
He forced his eyes open and smiled like a child.âAlright,â he said.
Song Xuan was very patient as she fed him one mouthful at a time. He closed his eyes and looked very tired. There were dark circles under his eyes. She knew that he was working hard and her heart ached even more. She asked him in a low voice,âDo you have any cold medicine at home?â
He struggled to open his eyes. I donât know. Why donât you ask Mr. Zhong? we just moved in. I guess we donât have any.
After that, he closed his eyes again. Song Xuan fed him a bowl of porridge and half a glass of milk. Then, she picked up a handkerchief and wiped the corner of his mouth. After that, she helped him lie down in bed.
Under the dim yellow light, yang Haitaoâs brows furrowed slightly. He seemed to be in pain. Song Xuan touched his face and said gently, â âIâll get you some medicine. You wonât feel so bad after taking it.â
Song Xuan went to ask Mr. Zhong. Mr. Zhong woke up from his deep sleep and said that he did not have any cold medicine. Therefore, she had no choice but to go back to her room to get the medicine.
She carefully and sneakily ran into the living room, opened the drawer, and rummaged through it. She took out two boxes of medicine and was about to get up when she heard aunt Wuâs voice from behind her. âXiaoxuan, what are you doing?â
Song Xuan was so scared that she almost fainted. She quickly turned around and shushed him, â aunt Wu, lower your voice. Donât wake song ran up.
If she woke that girl up, she would definitely laugh at her. That girlâs ability to mock people was first-class, and she did not want to quarrel with her.
Well, song Xuan still couldnât get over the hurdle in her heart. She still didnât want to show her caring side to yang Haitao to others.
She still needed time to slowly get used to it.
Aunt Wu looked at the medicine in her hand and said a few words of concern. She also told her to let yang Haitao drink more hot water and then cover him with the blanket. He would be fine after sweating.
Song Xuan hurriedly returned with a thermos bottle.
It was already late at night when she finished taking his medicine and drinking his water. Song Xuan laid the blanket on the sofa by the window and slept.
At night, she didnât sleep well. She got up from time to time to check his head, afraid that he would catch a cold if he didnât cover himself well with the blanket.
He was sweating a lot, and song Xuan patiently wiped the sweat off him. Her palm felt his body temperature drop little by little.
At night, yang Haitao opened his eyes in a daze. Seeing her gentle expression, he couldnât help but whisper, â âYou donât have to take care of me. Go to sleep.â
Song Xuanâs fingers gently touched his forehead, â âGo to sleep, Iâm fine.â
She knew that real estate was not an easy job. There were too many departments that he had to deal with. Once he started, it would be a big project. He had to bear a lot of risks, and the more risks he took, the more pressure he had to bear.
He was very tired, very, very tired. Dealing with so many people, how many drinking parties did he have to attend? How many words did he have to say that went against his heart, and how much he had to say?
Tired, he was extremely tired.
His fingers became even more gentle as he gently rubbed them, with extreme longing.