She still wore her Taoist robe (already changed)

  The whole night, merchants slept and woke up, feeling very unsteady.

  The feeling of being tormented by illness is really unbearable, occasionally waking up vaguely, only to see the tall figure meditating with eyes closed on the sofa not far away, can I close my eyes and sleep again.

  The second half of the night, I couldn't sleep at all.

  The large sickroom had only a small wall lamp lit, the dim yellow light was enough for her to concentrate on studying Yan Mu Yao's sleeping face, and when he fell asleep, her gaze became even more unscrupulous.

  He wrapped himself in a yellow woolen blanket, and his sleeping face was soft.

  May not sleep very comfortably, slightly frowning between the eyebrows, but less serious, without a distant and isolated look, with perfect features, even the eyelashes are perfectly dense and curly.

  She's done for...

  Having loved such a man, it's probably impossible to fall in love with someone else for the rest of this life.

  He let out a sigh and turned over with a sense of grievance.

  "Can't sleep?" Yan Mu Yao didn't know when she woke up, and as she spoke, the person had already stepped in front of her window, slightly leaning forward, with a broad palm covering her forehead.

  After a moment, her brow furrowed and relaxed, "The fever has almost subsided."

  He treated his patients with patience and warmth, to the point where even the most difficult cases would rather not recover if he were their doctor.

  Forehead palm withdrawal.

  Businessman returned to his senses and subconsciously reached out to press down on his hand, taking advantage of the pain in his body to act spoiled, "Young uncle, I'm still not feeling well, you take a look at me for a while longer."

  As she spoke, her face was almost buried in his palm.

  A person as astute as Yan Mu Yao could see through her clumsy lies at a glance, yet in the palm of his hand, she breathed warmth, and when speaking, her soft lips brushed against his, like a weak electric current that ran along his arm to his heart.

  Suddenly didn't want to argue with her anymore...

  Seeing him motionless, Shang Merchant stealthily opened her eyes, preparing to peek at his expression through the gaps between her fingers, but he closed them first, not giving her a single gap.

  Everything went black before his eyes, and he didn't get what he wanted.

  Soon, she choked and cried out strangely, "Young uncle, I can't breathe..."

  "Isn't it for me to check again?" Yan Mu Yao asked knowingly, with a slight curve at the corner of his lips.

  "Ugh, I was wrong..."

  From darkness to light, his expression had returned to normal. The merchant's face was covered in tears, daring to be angry but not daring to speak. For a moment, the sickroom fell silent once again.

  "I want to go to the bathroom." Soon, she had a new trick again.

  Nian Mu Yao glanced at her and stood still.

  Businessman suddenly became anxious, his face turned red with exertion, he stretched out his hand and begged, "Young uncle, I can't get up, please pull me up..."

  Her other hand was still hooked up to an IV, which indeed made it inconvenient for her to move around. Yan Mu Yao subconsciously furrowed his brow, as she had been too playful in the past.

  "Little uncle..."

  When he opened his mouth again, a faint mist had already formed at the bottom of his eyes.

  Nian Mu Yao's face flashed with some helplessness, and his left hand had already reached out.

  The next second, there was a hint of cunning in her eyes. Before he could react, the scalding palm had already tightly grasped his wrist. With a burst of brute strength that seemed to come from nowhere, she took advantage of his momentary distraction and used all four limbs to pin him down onto the hospital bed...

  She's still on her way!

  "Fu Shang!" His voice was low and menacing, a precursor to his impending rage.

  It's hard for a merchant to succeed, why would he easily let it go?

  The domineering and unreasonable man sat on his waist, the movement was too rough, the back of his hand had already been pricked by the needle, so he simply pulled it out, not caring about the blood beads bursting from the back of his hand, with a heroic and just expression, "Xiao Xiao said that a man like you will eventually become mine after sleeping for a few more times!"