"How did you get up?" Jiang Yutao walked into the hall with medicine in hand and found that A Dou, who should have been resting in bed, was sitting at the desk writing something.

  He was ill for half a month. In the first few days after taking medicine, he obviously recovered a lot, but his low fever never subsided. A few nights ago, he suddenly had a high fever again and didn't wake up until yesterday morning.

  He had been ill for half a month and Qi Zhu Yu looked much more haggard. He was wearing a set of pajamas with a thick coat over them, his long hair hanging down behind him, his eyebrows slightly furrowed as he held his pen to write, but soon started coughing, the ink seeping into the paper beneath his hand.

  "Wait until you're feeling a bit better before writing again. If it's really urgent, I can write on your behalf." Jiang Yutiao advised him with concern.

  Xie Zhuo Yu shook his head. Although there was some fatigue and languor between his eyebrows, his eyes were still very calm. "It's nothing, I'm writing a reply to Father, it's almost done."

  His father, General Xi Da, has been guarding the border for many years and rarely returns. Occasionally, he would send a letter, but this time he fell ill, and the other side already knows about it.

  Jiang Yutao waited for him to finish writing, called someone over to seal the envelope and send it out, and then helped him back onto the bed. She had never taken care of a patient like this before, and only now did she understand how worrying about a loved one's illness could keep her up at night, turning restlessly. In these two weeks, not only had Xi Zhuoyu lost a lot of weight, but Jiang Yutao had also become thinner by a circle.

  She stayed by Xi Zhuoyu's side all the time, and at night she had to keep watch over him. At first, Xi Zhuoyu wasn't quite used to letting her help him wash his body, but after he fainted last time and vomited while half asleep, making a mess everywhere, Jiang Yutao directly wiped him down all over, and from then on he didn't make another peep. He gave up, he couldn't take it anymore, he thought, once he recovered from his illness, he would seriously consider how to pursue Tie Fen.

  Outside, a dog barked several times. Xiǎo Yù heard it and looked at Jiāng Yǔ Cháo with pitiful eyes, his gaze had a moist, innocent feel that made people's hearts soften.

  Jiang Yutao struggled for a moment: "The doctor said that you have a disease and it's best not to get close to those dogs."

  Xie Zhuo Yu hasn't sucked on a dog for several days, and the whole person is suffering. He lies half-reclined in bed, obediently covering himself with a quilt, using his bitter flesh plan: "I'll just take a look, not touch them, they haven't seen me for a long time, they must miss me very much. If I don't let them see me, they will definitely howl loudly at night and disturb your sleep."

  Those dogs, even if they don't bark, she can't sleep at night. Jiang Yutao's tough heart is thinking of chatting with more like-minded people about "Female Leads and Male Seconds", "Popular Web Novels" or chatting with more book friends about the books they like.