Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Chapter 211 The Medicine is Sweet

After a while, the room was filled with the aroma of food. Ji Xun placed the food on the table, wiped his hands, walked to Shang Qing's bedroom door, and knocked: "Grandma, can I come in?"

"Come in." Grandma Kang had already finished wiping Shang Qing. Worried about her, she stayed by her side, taking her temperature from time to time. After a while, it had actually gone down a bit, now at 39.1 degrees Celsius. It was working.

Ji Xun pushed open the bedroom door and walked in with his long legs. The first thing he did was go to Shang Qing's bed. Seeing her condition, he was really worried.

Grandma Kang looked at the tall and straight figure of almost 1.9 meters and the anxious and worried look on his face, and nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing the empty basin of water, Ji Xun consciously picked up the basin and prepared to pour it out, not forgetting to remind Grandma Kang: "Grandma, I made some simple meals. You can eat first, and I will take care of my sister."

Grandma Kang stood up, patted his arm, and said distressedly, "Qingqing is asleep now. She doesn't need us for the time being. Come eat with me. Otherwise, she will be upset later, and I, an old woman, won't be able to comfort her."

Grandma Kang had already said so, what else could Ji Xun say? He turned around and glanced at Shang Qing, who was buried in the quilt. Seeing that her face was not as ugly and flushed as before, he felt relieved. So, he sat at the dining table with Grandma Kang to eat.

Grandma Kang suddenly remembered why she couldn't get through to Shang Qing on the phone that morning, and quickly reminded her, "I called Qingqing today, but her phone was turned off. It must have run out of battery. Xiaoxun, please charge Qingqing's phone later. That way, she won't need it when she wakes up."

"Okay, grandma, don't worry." Ji Xun ate his meal, but thinking about Shang Qing being sick and still asleep without eating, he lost his appetite. He only ate a few mouthfuls and then stopped eating, using the excuse that the porridge needed to be stirred.

Grandma Kang stopped trying to persuade him. She knew Ji Xun was worried about Shang Qing, but she also knew that only with good health could one have more energy and strength to care for the ones they loved. This silly boy was not wrong. It was just that his concern had made him confused.

Ji Xun made a fine porridge for Shang Qing, stirring it from time to time to make it softer and more fragrant.

He poured the porridge out and stirred it constantly, hoping it would cool down faster. While the porridge was cooling, Ji Xun rolled the pills into powder and placed them in the cup, adding, unsurprisingly, a lot of sugar.

Grandma Kang watched Ji Xun busying around and nodded with satisfaction. Little Xun really doted on Qingqing. That was great, that was great.

But when she saw him doing the same thing as Shang Qing, she just wanted to hold her forehead in her hands. These two kids, taking medicine is so hard. They have to grind it into powder and soak it in sugar water before they can swallow it. It really makes me at a loss for words.

Carrying warm porridge and brewed medicine, Ji Xun came to Shang Qing's bed again.

Seeing that Shang Qing was still asleep, he leaned over and replaced a new heat-removing patch for her. Then, he gently held her upper body in his arms.

Ji Xun felt very distressed. Shang Qing loved delicious food so much, but she hadn't eaten anything in the morning or at noon. But her body couldn't stand not eating, so she could only call out softly, "Sister, sister, wake up and have some porridge first."

Shang Qing frowned drowsily and hummed, "I don't want to eat..."

"Be good, sister. You will feel uncomfortable if you don't eat. Eat some, just a little, okay?" Ji Xun said more gently, explaining, "Sister is still having a fever. Eat some, it's time to take medicine. Be good. I'll feed you, okay?"

Shang Qing regained some consciousness. Her eyelids trembled, but she felt dizzy and uncomfortable. Without opening her eyes, she nodded slightly.

Ji Xun adjusted her position to a more comfortable one, holding her in his arms. He scooped out a small spoonful of porridge and scraped it against the edge of the bowl to make sure it wouldn't drip. Then he carefully placed the spoon against Shang Qing's lips: "Good girl, sister, open your mouth."

Feeling the moist warmth on her lips, Shang Qing obediently opened her lips and a mouthful of porridge entered her mouth. She sipped it in small sips. It was sweet, and her dry and slightly bitter mouth felt a little more comfortable.

Seeing Shang Qing eating obediently, Ji Xun's worried face turned into a happy smile. He scooped another spoonful and put it in again.

After eating about half a bowl, Shang Qing shook his head and stopped opening his mouth.

Ji Xun didn't force her, but took a cup with a straw and coaxed Shang Qing, as if he knew what she was thinking: "Sister, take the medicine. It's not bitter, it's sweet."

Shang Qing was running a fever at the time, and she knew she needed medicine to get better faster, but she usually hated taking medicine. However, Xiao Xun wouldn't lie to her. If he said it was sweet, then it definitely was.

So, she obediently opened her mouth. She was very obedient and drank the sweet, not at all bitter, medicine like milk tea. A soft, comfortable smile played on Shang Qing's lips.

Ji Xun took the wet wipes and wiped the corners of her mouth gently and delicately. Seeing that she was soft and drowsy again, he carefully put her back on the bed and covered her with the quilt.

Grandma Kang, who had been standing at the door watching Ji Xun taking care of Shang Qing, nodded with satisfaction. Seeing that he had finished, she whispered a reminder, "Xiao Xun, remember to charge Qingqing's phone. Otherwise, the little girl will be worried again."

Ji Xun quickly replied in a low voice: "Oh, OK, Grandma. I'll be there right away. Don't worry."

Ji Xun had completely forgotten about the task that Grandma Kang had assigned him. He hurriedly stood up and began to look for his phone, but he couldn't find it.

Until he found the dead and turned-off phone under the bed. He shook his head helplessly. This must have happened when Shang Qing accidentally dropped it under the bed while sleeping yesterday.

If it were any other day, her sister would definitely take her everywhere to look for her phone, looking anxious and jumping around like a little rabbit.

After plugging in his phone and hearing the sound of it charging, Ji Xun wanted to continue accompanying Shang Qing. But what was this?

After the phone automatically turned on, a message caught his eye. However, due to limited conditions, the message displayed a few words: "There is only one hour left, you are..."

Realizing that there might be something wrong, Ji Xun quickly picked up his phone, quickly entered the screen password with his fingers, and the phone opened successfully.

He had always known Shang Qing's phone password; Shang Qing had told him it. She'd been afraid he'd forgotten it, so she'd asked him to help remember it. Of course, even if he didn't know it, cracking a phone's password would be incredibly easy, especially one as simple as Shang Qing's.

However, Ji Xun had never opened Shang Qing's mobile phone without permission. This was the first time!

He clicked on the text message area. Several unread messages appeared from an unfamiliar number. Leng Bai's slender fingers clicked on them without hesitation.

As he scrolled through the messages, his puzzled eyes grew colder and deeper, his expression as frozen as winter.