Selling Cakes: C13

Chapter Thirteen

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_{Having seen every inch of Shen Yunjie’s naked form, Xiao Ning couldn’t recall ever seeing a wound apart from...}
That night, as they slept, Xiao Ning felt like he was clutching a brazier. So much so that he was pulled from sleep and reached out to touch the forehead of the one in his arms—it was piping hot.

Having seen every inch of Shen Yunjie’s naked form, Xiao Ning couldn’t recall ever seeing a wound apart from...

That night, as they slept, Xiao Ning felt like he was clutching a brazier. So much so that he was pulled from sleep and reached out to touch the forehead of the one in his arms—it was piping hot.

_{“Lao Zhou, I…” Xiao Ning’s face twisted a bit; his words spoken with hesitance. “I need the best medicine you have.”}“There is something fundamentally wrong with him,” Old Zhou repeated after shaking his head. “Normally a person his age should have a good circulatory system—his foundation should be strong. But his pulse is heavy, slow... It’s beating as if he is already in his twilight years—as if he's about to meet his maker."

“Lao Zhou, I…” Xiao Ning’s face twisted a bit; his words spoken with hesitance. “I need the best medicine you have.”

_{“Can’t we do this some other time, please? He needs a doctor now.” Xiao Ning took out Shen Yunjie’s wrist and handed it to Old Zhou.}N/A

“Can’t we do this some other time, please? He needs a doctor now.” Xiao Ning took out Shen Yunjie’s wrist and handed it to Old Zhou.

_{“Oh, yes. Let’s cool him down first.}
“Shen Yunjie?” Xiao Ning sat up and called out. “Shen Yunjie? Wake up! Shen Yunjie…” Even after calling out repeatedly, Shen Yunjie was completely unresponsive; he was in a daze.

“Oh, yes. Let’s cool him down first. That’s nothing difficult!” Old Zhou slapped his knee. “I’ll bring some medicine for that. After you get back home and brew it, feed it to him, alright? You also need to cover him up with a few more layers of blankets while he’s in bed so he can sweat it out. He'll be right and dandy by tomorrow morning. But…” Old Zhou reached over to lift Shen Yunjie’s robe. “I don’t think he just caught himself a cold. He might have an injury somewhere on his—”

_{“Lao Zhou, it’s me!” Xiao Ning called out, causing the person to stop dead in their tracks.}
Xiao Ning sprung up and hurriedly dressed the man, wrapping his cloak around him tightly, before dashing out into the night. The streets outside were as black as pitch, as no moon or stars could be spotted in the sky. The only sounds breaking the deathlike stillness were the occasional alleycat cries.

“Lao Zhou, it’s me!” Xiao Ning called out, causing the person to stop dead in their tracks.

_N/A“Oh, come on, now. How could you say such a thing? No matter where you picked him up, it’d be a great pity if such a good-looking wife turned into an invalid,” Old Zhou couldn’t help but advise.

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_N/A“So now you admit when it hurts,” Xiao Ning grumbled to himself. “Why didn’t you say so while we were in bed earlier?”

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_{“There is something fundamentally wrong with him,” Old Zhou repeated after shaking his head. “Normally a person his age should have a good circulatory system—his foundation should be strong. But his pulse is heavy, slow... It’s beating as if he is already in his twilight years—as if he's about to meet his maker."}
“Shen Yunjie, hold on. Hold on for me, alright?” Xiao Ning quickened his steps as he circled three more alleys before stopping in front of a small building. On the tattered banner hanging on the building, it read: "Miracle Hands Healing," in characters battered and dirtied from years of exposure to the sun, wind, and rain.

“There is something fundamentally wrong with him,” Old Zhou repeated after shaking his head. “Normally a person his age should have a good circulatory system—his foundation should be strong. But his pulse is heavy, slow... It’s beating as if he is already in his twilight years—as if he's about to meet his maker."

_{Chapter Thirteen}“Shen Yunjie?” Xiao Ning sat up and called out. “Shen Yunjie? Wake up! Shen Yunjie…” Even after calling out repeatedly, Shen Yunjie was completely unresponsive; he was in a daze.

Chapter Thirteen

In Xiao Ning’s palms, the cold ointment he got from Old Zhou was left to absorb some of his heat, then, with the tips of his fingers, he slowly rubbed it onto that injured part of Shen Yunjie.

_{“Oh, come on, now. How could you say such a thing? No matter where you picked him up, it’d be a great pity if such a good-looking wife turned into an invalid,” Old Zhou couldn’t help but advise.}
Xiao Ning kicked open the door without hesitation, jolting awake the person sleeping in the main room of the clinic from their sleep. Hearing the ruckus, that person then scrambled away in terror.

“Oh, come on, now. How could you say such a thing? No matter where you picked him up, it’d be a great pity if such a good-looking wife turned into an invalid,” Old Zhou couldn’t help but advise.

_{Xiao Ning kicked open the door without hesitation, jolting awake the person sleeping in the main room of the clinic from their sleep. Hearing the ruckus, that person then scrambled away in terror.}Old Zhou placed the candle nearby and lifted the cloak to find an unconscious person inside. Upon seeing them, he couldn’t help but click his tongue and chide, “Hmph. You youngins really are something, huh? And here I was thinking the rumours flooding the streets were hogwash.”

Xiao Ning kicked open the door without hesitation, jolting awake the person sleeping in the main room of the clinic from their sleep. Hearing the ruckus, that person then scrambled away in terror.

_{“It wouldn’t matter if he was left an invalid." Xiao Ning muttered in what seemed to be anger. “I’d still take care of him regardless.”}“Oh, come on, now. How could you say such a thing? No matter where you picked him up, it’d be a great pity if such a good-looking wife turned into an invalid,” Old Zhou couldn’t help but advise.

“It wouldn’t matter if he was left an invalid." Xiao Ning muttered in what seemed to be anger. “I’d still take care of him regardless.”

_{“Can’t we do this some other time, please? He needs a doctor now.” Xiao Ning took out Shen Yunjie’s wrist and handed it to Old Zhou.}
“Lao Zhou, it’s me!” Xiao Ning called out, causing the person to stop dead in their tracks.

“Can’t we do this some other time, please? He needs a doctor now.” Xiao Ning took out Shen Yunjie’s wrist and handed it to Old Zhou.

_{Shen Yunjie sputtered out a groan at his touch, tremblingly trying to pull his legs closed while his slender waist writhed lightly in resistance. But Xiao Ning swiftly held him in place by the knees, making sure his movements were a bit more gentle as he continued to spear that area with the soothing paste.}
Old Zhou craned his neck out to take a good look before smacking himself on the forehead. “God God! I thought someone broke in here to start a fight! What are you doing here at such a godforsaken hour?!” While admonishing his unexpected visitor, he fumbled around on a nearby table to find himself a candle to light.

Shen Yunjie sputtered out a groan at his touch, tremblingly trying to pull his legs closed while his slender waist writhed lightly in resistance. But Xiao Ning swiftly held him in place by the knees, making sure his movements were a bit more gentle as he continued to spear that area with the soothing paste.

_{That night, as they slept, Xiao Ning felt like he was clutching a brazier. So much so that he was pulled from sleep and reached out to touch the forehead of the one in his arms—it was piping hot.}But Xiao Ning only snatched the medicine from the elder’s hand and wrapped Shen Yunjie securely before taking him up in his arms. “I’ll pay you tomorrow.” He said, walking off without looking back.

That night, as they slept, Xiao Ning felt like he was clutching a brazier. So much so that he was pulled from sleep and reached out to touch the forehead of the one in his arms—it was piping hot.

_{Shen Yunjie sputtered out a groan at his touch, tremblingly trying to pull his legs closed while his slender waist writhed lightly in resistance. But Xiao Ning swiftly held him in place by the knees, making sure his movements were a bit more gentle as he continued to spear that area with the soothing paste.}“Can’t we do this some other time, please? He needs a doctor now.” Xiao Ning took out Shen Yunjie’s wrist and handed it to Old Zhou.

_{“What do you mean?” Xiao Ning’s heart sank as he now watched the old man in deep thought.}N/A

“What do you mean?” Xiao Ning’s heart sank as he now watched the old man in deep thought.

_{“Enough of that!” Xiao Ning snapped, “Just tell me how to cool him down first. It’s not good for him to burn up like this.”}
“We need a clean table.”

“Enough of that!” Xiao Ning snapped, “Just tell me how to cool him down first. It’s not good for him to burn up like this.”

_{“It wouldn’t matter if he was left an invalid." Xiao Ning muttered in what seemed to be anger. “I’d still take care of him regardless.”}
Upon lighting the candle and seeing Xiao Ning carrying a person, he hurriedly pushed away a wine jug on a table to free it up so that the person could lie down. After Xiao Ning gently placed Shen Yunjie on the table, he grabbed Old Zhou's sleeves. “Something’s wrong. Please help him.”

“It wouldn’t matter if he was left an invalid." Xiao Ning muttered in what seemed to be anger. “I’d still take care of him regardless.”

“Yes, I’m right here.” Xiao Ning replied while placing a cool towel over Shen Yunjie’s overheating forehead. After that, he pulled up the blanket over Shen Yunjie a bit before parting his legs.

_{But Xiao Ning only snatched the medicine from the elder’s hand and wrapped Shen Yunjie securely before taking him up in his arms. “I’ll pay you tomorrow.” He said, walking off without looking back.}“Oh, yes. Let’s cool him down first. That’s nothing difficult!” Old Zhou slapped his knee. “I’ll bring some medicine for that. After you get back home and brew it, feed it to him, alright? You also need to cover him up with a few more layers of blankets while he’s in bed so he can sweat it out. He'll be right and dandy by tomorrow morning. But…” Old Zhou reached over to lift Shen Yunjie’s robe. “I don’t think he just caught himself a cold. He might have an injury somewhere on his—”

But Xiao Ning only snatched the medicine from the elder’s hand and wrapped Shen Yunjie securely before taking him up in his arms. “I’ll pay you tomorrow.” He said, walking off without looking back.

_{Upon checking Shen Yunjie’s pulse, the old man frowned. “What on earth happened to him?”}
Old Zhou placed the candle nearby and lifted the cloak to find an unconscious person inside. Upon seeing them, he couldn’t help but click his tongue and chide, “Hmph. You youngins really are something, huh? And here I was thinking the rumours flooding the streets were hogwash.”

Upon checking Shen Yunjie’s pulse, the old man frowned. “What on earth happened to him?”

Xiao Ning kicked open the door without hesitation, jolting awake the person sleeping in the main room of the clinic from their sleep. Hearing the ruckus, that person then scrambled away in terror.

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“Can’t we do this some other time, please? He needs a doctor now.” Xiao Ning took out Shen Yunjie’s wrist and handed it to Old Zhou.

N/A

_{“So now you admit when it hurts,” Xiao Ning grumbled to himself. “Why didn’t you say so while we were in bed earlier?”}“Lao Zhou, it’s me!” Xiao Ning called out, causing the person to stop dead in their tracks.

“So now you admit when it hurts,” Xiao Ning grumbled to himself. “Why didn’t you say so while we were in bed earlier?”

_{“There is something fundamentally wrong with him,” Old Zhou repeated after shaking his head. “Normally a person his age should have a good circulatory system—his foundation should be strong. But his pulse is heavy, slow... It’s beating as if he is already in his twilight years—as if he's about to meet his maker."}Old Zhou understood his meaning at once and got straight to getting the medicine while nagging. “You can’t be so rough, my boy. Look at how weak and fragile the poor boy is. How could you mess around with him to such a point? I tell ya, it’s a good thing you brought him here quickly because if you waited until morning, that fever would’ve left him an invalid for life.”

_{But Xiao Ning only snatched the medicine from the elder’s hand and wrapped Shen Yunjie securely before taking him up in his arms. “I’ll pay you tomorrow.” He said, walking off without looking back.}Old Zhou placed the candle nearby and lifted the cloak to find an unconscious person inside. Upon seeing them, he couldn’t help but click his tongue and chide, “Hmph. You youngins really are something, huh? And here I was thinking the rumours flooding the streets were hogwash.”

_{Old Zhou craned his neck out to take a good look before smacking himself on the forehead. “God God! I thought someone broke in here to start a fight! What are you doing here at such a godforsaken hour?!” While admonishing his unexpected visitor, he fumbled around on a nearby table to find himself a candle to light.}
Upon checking Shen Yunjie’s pulse, the old man frowned. “What on earth happened to him?”

Old Zhou craned his neck out to take a good look before smacking himself on the forehead. “God God! I thought someone broke in here to start a fight! What are you doing here at such a godforsaken hour?!” While admonishing his unexpected visitor, he fumbled around on a nearby table to find himself a candle to light.

_{“Enough of that!” Xiao Ning snapped, “Just tell me how to cool him down first. It’s not good for him to burn up like this.”}“We need a clean table.”

“Enough of that!” Xiao Ning snapped, “Just tell me how to cool him down first. It’s not good for him to burn up like this.”

_{Old Zhou placed the candle nearby and lifted the cloak to find an unconscious person inside. Upon seeing them, he couldn’t help but click his tongue and chide, “{Hmph.} You youngins really are something, huh? And here I was thinking the rumours flooding the streets were hogwash.”}Old Zhou craned his neck out to take a good look before smacking himself on the forehead. “God God! I thought someone broke in here to start a fight! What are you doing here at such a godforsaken hour?!” While admonishing his unexpected visitor, he fumbled around on a nearby table to find himself a candle to light.

Old Zhou placed the candle nearby and lifted the cloak to find an unconscious person inside. Upon seeing them, he couldn’t help but click his tongue and chide, “Hmph. You youngins really are something, huh? And here I was thinking the rumours flooding the streets were hogwash.”

_{Upon lighting the candle and seeing Xiao Ning carrying a person, he hurriedly pushed away a wine jug on a table to free it up so that the person could lie down. After Xiao Ning gently placed Shen Yunjie on the table, he grabbed Old Zhou's sleeves. “Something’s wrong. Please help him.”}
“What do you mean?” Xiao Ning’s heart sank as he now watched the old man in deep thought.

Upon lighting the candle and seeing Xiao Ning carrying a person, he hurriedly pushed away a wine jug on a table to free it up so that the person could lie down. After Xiao Ning gently placed Shen Yunjie on the table, he grabbed Old Zhou's sleeves. “Something’s wrong. Please help him.”

_{“{Mngh…} it hurts…” Shen Yunjie still muttered softly in his barely conscious state.}Old Zhou craned his neck out to take a good look before smacking himself on the forehead. “God God! I thought someone broke in here to start a fight! What are you doing here at such a godforsaken hour?!” While admonishing his unexpected visitor, he fumbled around on a nearby table to find himself a candle to light.

“Mngh… it hurts…” Shen Yunjie still muttered softly in his barely conscious state.

_{Chapter Thirteen}“Yes, I’m right here.” Xiao Ning replied while placing a cool towel over Shen Yunjie’s overheating forehead. After that, he pulled up the blanket over Shen Yunjie a bit before parting his legs.

Chapter Thirteen

_{“Shen Yunjie, hold on. Hold on for me, alright?” Xiao Ning quickened his steps as he circled three more alleys before stopping in front of a small building. On the tattered banner hanging on the building, it read: "Miracle Hands Healing," in characters battered and dirtied from years of exposure to the sun, wind, and rain.}
“There is something fundamentally wrong with him,” Old Zhou repeated after shaking his head. “Normally a person his age should have a good circulatory system—his foundation should be strong. But his pulse is heavy, slow... It’s beating as if he is already in his twilight years—as if he's about to meet his maker."

“Shen Yunjie, hold on. Hold on for me, alright?” Xiao Ning quickened his steps as he circled three more alleys before stopping in front of a small building. On the tattered banner hanging on the building, it read: "Miracle Hands Healing," in characters battered and dirtied from years of exposure to the sun, wind, and rain.

_{“Lao Zhou, I…” Xiao Ning’s face twisted a bit; his words spoken with hesitance. “I need the best medicine you have.”}“We need a clean table.”

“Lao Zhou, I…” Xiao Ning’s face twisted a bit; his words spoken with hesitance. “I need the best medicine you have.”

_{Old Zhou placed the candle nearby and lifted the cloak to find an unconscious person inside. Upon seeing them, he couldn’t help but click his tongue and chide, “{Hmph.} You youngins really are something, huh? And here I was thinking the rumours flooding the streets were hogwash.”}Upon lighting the candle and seeing Xiao Ning carrying a person, he hurriedly pushed away a wine jug on a table to free it up so that the person could lie down. After Xiao Ning gently placed Shen Yunjie on the table, he grabbed Old Zhou's sleeves. “Something’s wrong. Please help him.”

_{“There’s no need for that.” Old Zhou touched the frame of his broken door with eyes on the verge of shedding tears. “Since you treated me to a good drink a few times, we can consider the cost of the medicine paid. But if you have the time tomorrow and any semblance of a conscience, stop by and help an old man fix this door, alright?”}“Shen Yunjie?” Xiao Ning sat up and called out. “Shen Yunjie? Wake up! Shen Yunjie…” Even after calling out repeatedly, Shen Yunjie was completely unresponsive; he was in a daze.

“There’s no need for that.” Old Zhou touched the frame of his broken door with eyes on the verge of shedding tears. “Since you treated me to a good drink a few times, we can consider the cost of the medicine paid. But if you have the time tomorrow and any semblance of a conscience, stop by and help an old man fix this door, alright?”

_{“As you wish,” Old Zhou shrugged. “I won’t touch your darling, so you’ll have to look for yourself, Young Master Ning.”}
“Enough of that!” Xiao Ning snapped, “Just tell me how to cool him down first. It’s not good for him to burn up like this.”

“As you wish,” Old Zhou shrugged. “I won’t touch your darling, so you’ll have to look for yourself, Young Master Ning.”

_{Shen Yunjie's brows bound together tightly when the taste made its way down his throat, his fevered brain causing him to mumble, “Young master...”}“We need a clean table.”

Shen Yunjie's brows bound together tightly when the taste made its way down his throat, his fevered brain causing him to mumble, “Young master...”

_{In Xiao Ning’s palms, the cold ointment he got from Old Zhou was left to absorb some of his heat, then, with the tips of his fingers, he slowly rubbed it onto that injured part of Shen Yunjie.}That night, as they slept, Xiao Ning felt like he was clutching a brazier. So much so that he was pulled from sleep and reached out to touch the forehead of the one in his arms—it was piping hot.

In Xiao Ning’s palms, the cold ointment he got from Old Zhou was left to absorb some of his heat, then, with the tips of his fingers, he slowly rubbed it onto that injured part of Shen Yunjie.

_{Chapter Thirteen}
“Oh, yes. Let’s cool him down first. That’s nothing difficult!” Old Zhou slapped his knee. “I’ll bring some medicine for that. After you get back home and brew it, feed it to him, alright? You also need to cover him up with a few more layers of blankets while he’s in bed so he can sweat it out. He'll be right and dandy by tomorrow morning. But…” Old Zhou reached over to lift Shen Yunjie’s robe. “I don’t think he just caught himself a cold. He might have an injury somewhere on his—”

Chapter Thirteen

“Shen Yunjie?” Xiao Ning sat up and called out. “Shen Yunjie? Wake up! Shen Yunjie…” Even after calling out repeatedly, Shen Yunjie was completely unresponsive; he was in a daze.

_{Old Zhou placed the candle nearby and lifted the cloak to find an unconscious person inside. Upon seeing them, he couldn’t help but click his tongue and chide, “Hmph. You youngins really are something, huh? And here I was thinking the rumours flooding the streets were hogwash.”}
“As you wish,” Old Zhou shrugged. “I won’t touch your darling, so you’ll have to look for yourself, Young Master Ning.”

_N/A“Shen Yunjie, hold on. Hold on for me, alright?” Xiao Ning quickened his steps as he circled three more alleys before stopping in front of a small building. On the tattered banner hanging on the building, it read: "Miracle Hands Healing," in characters battered and dirtied from years of exposure to the sun, wind, and rain.

N/A

_N/A“We need a clean table.”

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_{“There is something fundamentally wrong with him,” Old Zhou repeated after shaking his head. “Normally a person his age should have a good circulatory system—his foundation should be strong. But his pulse is heavy, slow... It’s beating as if he is already in his twilight years—as if he's about to meet his maker."}Shen Yunjie sputtered out a groan at his touch, tremblingly trying to pull his legs closed while his slender waist writhed lightly in resistance. But Xiao Ning swiftly held him in place by the knees, making sure his movements were a bit more gentle as he continued to spear that area with the soothing paste.

_{“Lao Zhou, I…” Xiao Ning’s face twisted a bit; his words spoken with hesitance. “I need the best medicine you have.”}
Having seen every inch of Shen Yunjie’s naked form, Xiao Ning couldn’t recall ever seeing a wound apart from...

“Lao Zhou, I…” Xiao Ning’s face twisted a bit; his words spoken with hesitance. “I need the best medicine you have.”

_{“There’s no need for that.” Old Zhou touched the frame of his broken door with eyes on the verge of shedding tears. “Since you treated me to a good drink a few times, we can consider the cost of the medicine paid. But if you have the time tomorrow and any semblance of a conscience, stop by and help an old man fix this door, alright?”}
“Lao Zhou, I…” Xiao Ning’s face twisted a bit; his words spoken with hesitance. “I need the best medicine you have.”

_{“{Mngh…} it hurts…” Shen Yunjie still muttered softly in his barely conscious state.}“Yes, I’m right here.” Xiao Ning replied while placing a cool towel over Shen Yunjie’s overheating forehead. After that, he pulled up the blanket over Shen Yunjie a bit before parting his legs.

“Mngh… it hurts…” Shen Yunjie still muttered softly in his barely conscious state.

_{But Xiao Ning only snatched the medicine from the elder’s hand and wrapped Shen Yunjie securely before taking him up in his arms. “I’ll pay you tomorrow.” He said, walking off without looking back.}
Old Zhou understood his meaning at once and got straight to getting the medicine while nagging. “You can’t be so rough, my boy. Look at how weak and fragile the poor boy is. How could you mess around with him to such a point? I tell ya, it’s a good thing you brought him here quickly because if you waited until morning, that fever would’ve left him an invalid for life.”

_{Xiao Ning sprung up and hurriedly dressed the man, wrapping his cloak around him tightly, before dashing out into the night. The streets outside were as black as pitch, as no moon or stars could be spotted in the sky. The only sounds breaking the deathlike stillness were the occasional alleycat cries.}
“It wouldn’t matter if he was left an invalid." Xiao Ning muttered in what seemed to be anger. “I’d still take care of him regardless.”

Xiao Ning sprung up and hurriedly dressed the man, wrapping his cloak around him tightly, before dashing out into the night. The streets outside were as black as pitch, as no moon or stars could be spotted in the sky. The only sounds breaking the deathlike stillness were the occasional alleycat cries.

_{“What do you mean?” Xiao Ning’s heart sank as he now watched the old man in deep thought.}“Don’t touch him.” Xiao Ning sneered, holding the fabric the old man reached for in place, his face as dark as a brewing storm.

“What do you mean?” Xiao Ning’s heart sank as he now watched the old man in deep thought.

_{“We need a clean table.”}
“Oh, come on, now. How could you say such a thing? No matter where you picked him up, it’d be a great pity if such a good-looking wife turned into an invalid,” Old Zhou couldn’t help but advise.

“We need a clean table.”

_{“Shen Yunjie?” Xiao Ning sat up and called out. “Shen Yunjie? Wake up! Shen Yunjie…” Even after calling out repeatedly, Shen Yunjie was completely unresponsive; he was in a daze.}Old Zhou placed the candle nearby and lifted the cloak to find an unconscious person inside. Upon seeing them, he couldn’t help but click his tongue and chide, “Hmph. You youngins really are something, huh? And here I was thinking the rumours flooding the streets were hogwash.”

“Shen Yunjie?” Xiao Ning sat up and called out. “Shen Yunjie? Wake up! Shen Yunjie…” Even after calling out repeatedly, Shen Yunjie was completely unresponsive; he was in a daze.

_{“Shen Yunjie?” Xiao Ning sat up and called out. “Shen Yunjie? Wake up! Shen Yunjie…” Even after calling out repeatedly, Shen Yunjie was completely unresponsive; he was in a daze.}Old Zhou understood his meaning at once and got straight to getting the medicine while nagging. “You can’t be so rough, my boy. Look at how weak and fragile the poor boy is. How could you mess around with him to such a point? I tell ya, it’s a good thing you brought him here quickly because if you waited until morning, that fever would’ve left him an invalid for life.”

“Shen Yunjie?” Xiao Ning sat up and called out. “Shen Yunjie? Wake up! Shen Yunjie…” Even after calling out repeatedly, Shen Yunjie was completely unresponsive; he was in a daze.

_{Shen Yunjie's brows bound together tightly when the taste made its way down his throat, his fevered brain causing him to mumble, “Young master...”}
But Xiao Ning only snatched the medicine from the elder’s hand and wrapped Shen Yunjie securely before taking him up in his arms. “I’ll pay you tomorrow.” He said, walking off without looking back.

Shen Yunjie's brows bound together tightly when the taste made its way down his throat, his fevered brain causing him to mumble, “Young master...”

_{In Xiao Ning’s palms, the cold ointment he got from Old Zhou was left to absorb some of his heat, then, with the tips of his fingers, he slowly rubbed it onto that injured part of Shen Yunjie.}
“There’s no need for that.” Old Zhou touched the frame of his broken door with eyes on the verge of shedding tears. “Since you treated me to a good drink a few times, we can consider the cost of the medicine paid. But if you have the time tomorrow and any semblance of a conscience, stop by and help an old man fix this door, alright?”

In Xiao Ning’s palms, the cold ointment he got from Old Zhou was left to absorb some of his heat, then, with the tips of his fingers, he slowly rubbed it onto that injured part of Shen Yunjie.

_{“Can’t we do this some other time, please? He needs a doctor now.” Xiao Ning took out Shen Yunjie’s wrist and handed it to Old Zhou.}“Can’t we do this some other time, please? He needs a doctor now.” Xiao Ning took out Shen Yunjie’s wrist and handed it to Old Zhou.

“Can’t we do this some other time, please? He needs a doctor now.” Xiao Ning took out Shen Yunjie’s wrist and handed it to Old Zhou.

_{“So now you admit when it hurts,” Xiao Ning grumbled to himself. “Why didn’t you say so while we were in bed earlier?”}
Back at his house, Xiao Ning boiled the medicine in no time at all and was ready to feed it to Shen Yunjie. Holding his dazed man’s chin, he fed him half the bowl of medicine in one big gulp.

“So now you admit when it hurts,” Xiao Ning grumbled to himself. “Why didn’t you say so while we were in bed earlier?”

_{Xiao Ning sprung up and hurriedly dressed the man, wrapping his cloak around him tightly, before dashing out into the night. The streets outside were as black as pitch, as no moon or stars could be spotted in the sky. The only sounds breaking the deathlike stillness were the occasional alleycat cries.}Xiao Ning sprung up and hurriedly dressed the man, wrapping his cloak around him tightly, before dashing out into the night. The streets outside were as black as pitch, as no moon or stars could be spotted in the sky. The only sounds breaking the deathlike stillness were the occasional alleycat cries.

_{Shen Yunjie's brows bound together tightly when the taste made its way down his throat, his fevered brain causing him to mumble, “Young master...”}“So now you admit when it hurts,” Xiao Ning grumbled to himself. “Why didn’t you say so while we were in bed earlier?”

Shen Yunjie's brows bound together tightly when the taste made its way down his throat, his fevered brain causing him to mumble, “Young master...”

In Xiao Ning’s palms, the cold ointment he got from Old Zhou was left to absorb some of his heat, then, with the tips of his fingers, he slowly rubbed it onto that injured part of Shen Yunjie.

_{“Don’t touch him.” Xiao Ning sneered, holding the fabric the old man reached for in place, his face as dark as a brewing storm.}
Shen Yunjie's brows bound together tightly when the taste made its way down his throat, his fevered brain causing him to mumble, “Young master...”

“Don’t touch him.” Xiao Ning sneered, holding the fabric the old man reached for in place, his face as dark as a brewing storm.

_{Upon checking Shen Yunjie’s pulse, the old man frowned. “What on earth happened to him?”}“Yes, I’m right here.” Xiao Ning replied while placing a cool towel over Shen Yunjie’s overheating forehead. After that, he pulled up the blanket over Shen Yunjie a bit before parting his legs.

Upon checking Shen Yunjie’s pulse, the old man frowned. “What on earth happened to him?”

_N/AXiao Ning kicked open the door without hesitation, jolting awake the person sleeping in the main room of the clinic from their sleep. Hearing the ruckus, that person then scrambled away in terror.

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_{Xiao Ning kicked open the door without hesitation, jolting awake the person sleeping in the main room of the clinic from their sleep. Hearing the ruckus, that person then scrambled away in terror.}“Can’t we do this some other time, please? He needs a doctor now.” Xiao Ning took out Shen Yunjie’s wrist and handed it to Old Zhou.

Xiao Ning kicked open the door without hesitation, jolting awake the person sleeping in the main room of the clinic from their sleep. Hearing the ruckus, that person then scrambled away in terror.

_{“Mngh… it hurts…” Shen Yunjie still muttered softly in his barely conscious state.}
“Yes, I’m right here.” Xiao Ning replied while placing a cool towel over Shen Yunjie’s overheating forehead. After that, he pulled up the blanket over Shen Yunjie a bit before parting his legs.

“Mngh… it hurts…” Shen Yunjie still muttered softly in his barely conscious state.

_{“So now you admit when it hurts,” Xiao Ning grumbled to himself. “Why didn’t you say so while we were in bed earlier?”}“We need a clean table.”

“So now you admit when it hurts,” Xiao Ning grumbled to himself. “Why didn’t you say so while we were in bed earlier?”

_{“So now you admit when it hurts,” Xiao Ning grumbled to himself. “Why didn’t you say so while we were in bed earlier?”}“As you wish,” Old Zhou shrugged. “I won’t touch your darling, so you’ll have to look for yourself, Young Master Ning.”

“So now you admit when it hurts,” Xiao Ning grumbled to himself. “Why didn’t you say so while we were in bed earlier?”

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In Xiao Ning’s palms, the cold ointment he got from Old Zhou was left to absorb some of his heat, then, with the tips of his fingers, he slowly rubbed it onto that injured part of Shen Yunjie.

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_{That night, as they slept, Xiao Ning felt like he was clutching a brazier. So much so that he was pulled from sleep and reached out to touch the forehead of the one in his arms—it was piping hot.}
Shen Yunjie sputtered out a groan at his touch, tremblingly trying to pull his legs closed while his slender waist writhed lightly in resistance. But Xiao Ning swiftly held him in place by the knees, making sure his movements were a bit more gentle as he continued to spear that area with the soothing paste.

That night, as they slept, Xiao Ning felt like he was clutching a brazier. So much so that he was pulled from sleep and reached out to touch the forehead of the one in his arms—it was piping hot.

_{Xiao Ning sprung up and hurriedly dressed the man, wrapping his cloak around him tightly, before dashing out into the night. The streets outside were as black as pitch, as no moon or stars could be spotted in the sky. The only sounds breaking the deathlike stillness were the occasional alleycat cries.}“Shen Yunjie, hold on. Hold on for me, alright?” Xiao Ning quickened his steps as he circled three more alleys before stopping in front of a small building. On the tattered banner hanging on the building, it read: "Miracle Hands Healing," in characters battered and dirtied from years of exposure to the sun, wind, and rain.

_{“There is something fundamentally wrong with him,” Old Zhou repeated after shaking his head. “Normally a person his age should have a good circulatory system—his foundation should be strong. But his pulse is heavy, slow... It’s beating as if he is already in his twilight years—as if he's about to meet his maker."}In Xiao Ning’s palms, the cold ointment he got from Old Zhou was left to absorb some of his heat, then, with the tips of his fingers, he slowly rubbed it onto that injured part of Shen Yunjie.

_{“Yes, I’m right here.” Xiao Ning replied while placing a cool towel over Shen Yunjie’s overheating forehead. After that, he pulled up the blanket over Shen Yunjie a bit before parting his legs.}
“Mngh… it hurts…” Shen Yunjie still muttered softly in his barely conscious state.

_{Xiao Ning sprung up and hurriedly dressed the man, wrapping his cloak around him tightly, before dashing out into the night. The streets outside were as black as pitch, as no moon or stars could be spotted in the sky. The only sounds breaking the deathlike stillness were the occasional alleycat cries.}But Xiao Ning only snatched the medicine from the elder’s hand and wrapped Shen Yunjie securely before taking him up in his arms. “I’ll pay you tomorrow.” He said, walking off without looking back.

_{Upon checking Shen Yunjie’s pulse, the old man frowned. “What on earth happened to him?”}Shen Yunjie's brows bound together tightly when the taste made its way down his throat, his fevered brain causing him to mumble, “Young master...”

Upon checking Shen Yunjie’s pulse, the old man frowned. “What on earth happened to him?”

_{Old Zhou understood his meaning at once and got straight to getting the medicine while nagging. “You can’t be so rough, my boy. Look at how weak and fragile the poor boy is. How could you mess around with him to such a point? I tell ya, it’s a good thing you brought him here quickly because if you waited until morning, that fever would’ve left him an invalid for life.”}
“So now you admit when it hurts,” Xiao Ning grumbled to himself. “Why didn’t you say so while we were in bed earlier?”

Old Zhou understood his meaning at once and got straight to getting the medicine while nagging. “You can’t be so rough, my boy. Look at how weak and fragile the poor boy is. How could you mess around with him to such a point? I tell ya, it’s a good thing you brought him here quickly because if you waited until morning, that fever would’ve left him an invalid for life.”

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