MY MASTER'S KISS, VOLUME 3 - Season 7 Episode 23

“Awake?” The man’s voice came from the bedside.

Ji Nuan was dazed for a long moment before her vision became clear. She turned to see the man sitting by her bedside. His black, dress shirt was slightly wrinkled with marks left from when he had carried her to rush to the hospital.

“If you’re awake, open your mouth and finish the porridge first. You’re still on an IV drip. It’s not good to have an empty stomach,” the man’s low and heavy voice spoke by her ear.

Ji Nuan’s gaze was focused on Mo Jingshen, and she was somewhat dumbstruck. What was this? Isn’t she in Ji City? Wasn’t Mo Jingshen in Jing City? Why… why was he here?

Was she dreaming, or was she no longer in Ji City?

Although she was baffled, she still instinctively opened her lips and cooperated with the man as he fed her. With small bites, she finished quite some porridge. Her stomach was no longer empty and she felt much more comfortable.

She was fed half a bowl of porridge. A moment later, Mo Jingshen stood up and left. When he returned, he supported her to lean against the pillow and brought a cup of warm water with a straw to her lips.

Ji Nuan had a fever for an entire night and her body was dehydrated. After drinking the water, she coughed several times. The man patiently patted against her back. She pursed her pale lips and lifted her head, watching him with wide eyes: “Why are you here?”

Mo Jingshen’s gaze was as composed as ever. When he heard that her voice was hoarse, he sent the water back to her lips for her to drink.

Ji Nuan cooperatively sipped it, and heard the man patiently feeding her say: “If I wasn’t here, by the time you returned to Hai City, the fever would have rendered you silly.”

“I… cough…” Ji Nuan raised the hand without an IV needle and scanned her surroundings. This could be considered the best hospital bed in this hospital. When she noticed the hospital logo with the words, Ji City Central Hospital, she finally realized that she was still in Ji City.

Which meant that Mo Jingshen had actually made his way to this desolated little place—

“When did you come?” Ji Nuan forced herself to speak despite her discomfort and immediately began coughing again.

Mo Jingshen gently patted her back once more: “Don’t rush to speak. Take a moment first.”

Ji Nuan rushed to receive the water he brought to her and took a large gulp before the discomfort finally eased. She leaned against the bed. With the IV needle in her hand, it was difficult to move and she could only watch him in her position.

Mo Jingshen saw that her eyes were wide and that she clearly had questions. He spoke lightly: “I found out that you were in Ji City and came to take a look. Who would have thought you would be uncontactable since last night. I rushed here through the night and forced the door open to enter. Your body was burning up in the blankets, and you were completely unconscious from the fever.”

Ji Nuan furrowed her brows: “Forced the door open?”

The man’s handsome brows moved slightly: “You should be thankful that the person who entered was me, and not someone else.”

Ji Nuan: “…”

The great Shine Group’s CEO not only came to a desolate little city but actually learned to force open a door.

Ji Nuan lowered her head to scan her clothes. She recalled the way she had taken everything off before snuggling into the blankets and did not say anything. The IV bag still had medication left. She turned to the windows and asked huskily: “What time is it now?”

“Almost 11:00 a.m.”

“Did you drive here? Or take a plane?”

She couldn’t imagine Boss Mo flying to Ji City only to squeeze in a train to get to this little town.

“Drove.”

As expected, great Boss Mo would never enter a cramped train. She really wished to see it happen though.

“I originally planned to return to Hai City this afternoon. Who would have thought I would have a fever.” Ji Nuan reached up to feel her own forehead. However, as her body was burning up, she couldn’t sense much. She placed her hand down in frustration and had no mood to be stubborn with Mo Jingshen: “My luggage and laptop are still in my grandmother’s house. Even if I’m discharged by afternoon, I have to go retrieve my things.”

She had no time to deliberate her relationship with Mo Jingshen. Right now, she really did not wish to stay in her grandmother’s house any further. It was better to leave as soon as possible; even if she had to take Mo Jingshen’s car.

“There’s no rush. Wait until you feel better. Right now, aside from a fever, you’re infected with a flu virus as well. You have to rest for at least two days. Leave your luggage there first. You can instruct Shen Mu to go pick it up, or I’ll go retrieve it with you later.” Mo Jingshen patiently watched her: “Your body falls ill easily whenever it experiences the autumn cold. Let it recover. Everything else is secondary.”

Ji Nuan also felt that her nose was unbelievably stuffy. Previously, when she accompanied her grandmother to the hospital, the people around them kept coughing and sneezing. She should have known that it wouldn’t bode well for her. As expected, she was infected.

She coughed again and rubbed her aching throat: “Last night, the place I slept in was my mother’s room. I’ve packed away all of her things. I don’t wish to return to this place ever again.”

Ji Nuan couldn’t tell if she was venting her stifled emotions from the past few days, or if she was explaining herself to Mo Jingshen. However, after speaking, she raised her head to see that the man only gently patted her pack in response. He poured her another cup of warm water and returned to her bedside to ask: “Do you feel better?”

Ji Nuan nodded: “Much better.” At least, compared to the frightening cold she experienced last night, she felt much more comfortable.

She drank a lot of water after waking up, and she had been on an IV drip while she was unconscious. A moment later, Ji Nuan wanted to use the restroom but felt embarrassed to say it.

“Can I get off the bed?” Ji Nuan asked while staring at the remaining medicine in the bottle.

“For what?”

She did not reply, but the urge to use the restroom was strong. She decisively moved to get off the bed.

The man watched her insistence despite her weak state, and immediately saw through her intentions: “You need to use the restroom?”

Ji Nuan fell silent.

She had only just sat up. How did he manage to see through her?

Ji Nuan did not move. The main point was that the needle in her hand kept her from moving. She lowered her head and stared at it, stumped by the challenge it presented.

Mo Jingshen had one hand in his pocket as he watched her troubled expression. His lips curved into a light smile. When Ji Nuan helplessly turned toward him, he indicated toward the restroom with his chin and smiled imperceptibly with his eyes. He was clearly asking if she needed his help…