Chapter 21 How to Pick the Flowers of Kaolin
Si Nanxiao frowned, the temperature around him suddenly dropped, and the manager of the personnel department who was talking swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stammered: "Prince...... I, I'm done. β
Standing up, Si Nanxiao said nonchalantly: "Then this is the end of today's meeting." β
Si Nanxiao left quickly, leaving the others with a confused face, and some couldn't react.
"Prince...... Terminated the meeting early?!" This is even more bizarre than a myth. Who doesn't know Si Nanxiao's temperament, and today he is clearly derelict in his duties.
The old man of the Si family pursed the corners of his lips, and his face was clear: "It's to see his fiancΓ©e." β
"Didn't you hear what Kiyoko said? Miss Shi is sick. I heard that there was a shootout in the capital a few days ago, and Miss Shi Xinyue happened to be injured. β
As a result, a room of Si elites began to discuss with great interest - how was the flower of Si Nanxiao, the flower of Kaolin, picked by Shi Xinyue?
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The flower of kaolin in the mouth of the Si elite has returned to the North Park Villa.
He stood at the door, his expression was a little cold, and the housekeeper was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak, but he had to hurriedly say: "Prince, Miss Shi is very sick, and the high fever does not go away......"
This housekeeper is the person who Si Nanxiao asked Wei Qing to find to take care of Shi Sangyu three days ago.
Sinanxiao's eyebrows furrowed even deeper, and his voice suddenly became cold: "How many days has it been burned?"
"It's been four days...... butler said with his head down, stunned by his voice.
"You only told me today. Sinan sneered at the corner of his lips.
The air pressure around the man made the butler's head bow and lower: "Prince...... Yes, Miss Shi strongly asked us not to contact you, and it was just a low-grade fever at first, just take some antipyretic medicine, not to mention ......"
At this point, the butler suddenly paused and said no more.
Si Nanxiao didn't ask, and walked up to the second floor and pushed open the bedroom door.
Shi Sangyu's whole body was nested in the quilt, and because it was uncomfortable, she curled up into a ball.
Si Nanxiao stood on the edge of the bed and looked at her condescendingly: "Lin Feng is here soon." β
"Don't. Shi Sangyu's voice was thin and weak, and his eyes looked at him misty, "I don't see a private doctor." β
The housekeeper glanced at Shi Sangyu in surprise. He remembered that Miss Shi refused to leave the bedroom half a step before......
Si Nanxiao frowned and looked at the housekeeper: "Find her a new set of clothes." β
"Yes. The butler answered and turned to leave.
Si Nanxiao stopped him again, "Let the maid find it." β
ββ¦β¦ Be. The butler nodded.
As he walked, he pondered in his heart, as if at this time, the young lady, in front of the prince, was very heavy.
What the housekeeper didn't finish talking about before was that Shi Sangyu clearly told them that Si Nanxiao was just raising her like a lover, and it was simply a fantasy to want the prince to condescend to care for her body.
But now it seems that all this seems to be different from what Miss Shi said.
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The place where Shi Sangyu saw a doctor was the best private hospital in the capital.
She now has a high fever, and it is useless to take any antipyretics, and the doctor recommends infusions.
As soon as these words came out, Shi Sangyu immediately shook his head: "I don't have infusions." β
She was held in Si Nanxiao's arms, stretched out her hand, pulled the shirt on Si Nanxiao's chest, and repeated what she had just said: "I don't want an infusion." β
Si Nanxiao was indifferent: "Where is the infusion room?"
Shi Sangyu's voice raised, and his hoarse voice carried an obvious protest: "I don't want an infusion!"
"Why?" Si Nanxiao lowered his head and looked at Shi Sangyu, rarely patiently.
"It hurt......s," Sang Yu looked at him pitifully, "I'm already in pain." β
Si Nanxiao frowned slightly. After the fever, Sangyu seemed to show his true temperament.
Shi Sangyu, who was pampered by a wealthy family, is essentially a squeamish bag who is afraid of pain. It's just that after staying in prison for a long time, a hard shell has been sharpened.
In the end, it was Si Nanxiao who held Shi Sangyu's hand hard, and she was successfully infused.
While infusion, Shi Sangyu complained in a low voice: "My hand hurts." Stomach pain too. β
"Doctor ......"
As soon as Si Nanxiao spoke, he heard Shi Sangyu say again: "This month's ** is sick, it doesn't matter." β
Even as she said that, her little face was still wrinkled.
Si Nanxiao paused, was silent for half an hour, and then whispered: "I'll go out and smoke a cigarette." β
Shi Sangyu snorted and closed his eyes.
The door to the senior ward is shut.
Shi Sangyu opened her eyes again, and unlike just now, her eyes were cold at this time.
She did it on purpose.
That night four days ago, she had drunk too much and had fallen headlong into the bathtub. After waking up, Sinan Xiao had long since disappeared.
For Shi Sangyu, Si Nanxiao is a life-saving straw and the only life-saving straw. The fact that she went back to the Emerald Palace to sell liquor was sure to anger this possessive man.
Therefore, Shi Sangyu's heart was crossed, and she simply let the high fever get worse, just to see Si Nanxiao's side, and take the opportunity of "delirious after fever" to try to redeem Si Nanxiao's good impression of her.
These four days were not easy, she only took a quarter of the medicine on the doctor's order, and spent every day in pain, pain, and discomfort.
However, the effect is also obvious, Si Nanxiao's anger at her going to the Jade Palace again has disappeared a lot.
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After the infusion, Shi Sangyu pestered Sinan Xiao again, asking him to take her back to the North Park Villa.
Just kidding, if she is hospitalized here, Si Nanxiao will have to leave in the next second.
Only by tossing and tossing can Si Nanxiao prolong the time that Si Nanxiao is with her.
Shi Sangyu has a bad stomach now, and eating every day is like a bird pecking, and the amount of food is pitiful. At dinner, Shi Sangyu only ate a little, then put down his chopsticks and said in a low voice, "I'm done." β
She didn't look at Si Nanxiao's expression, and said, "Prince, I'll go back to the bedroom first." β
Si Nanxiao pushed open the bedroom door, and it was already an hour later.
As soon as the door opened, I saw Shi Sangyu standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a white towel wiping her wet hair.
The floor-to-ceiling windows were not closed tightly, and Shi Sangyu only wore a summer bathrobe, which looked very thin.
Seeing Si Nanxiao coming, Shi Sangyu immediately closed the floor-to-ceiling window, turned around, and narrowed his peach blossom eyes: "Prince." β
Si Nanxiao put the cup on the round table next to him: "Drink medicine." β
Shi Sangyu threw the towel aside, walked over and picked up the cup, the strong smell of medicine made her frown.
Two minutes passed, and Shi Sangyu was still staring straight at the black medicine in the cup.
"Drink the medicine. Si Nanxiao's voice sank.
Shi Sangyu reacted, raised his head, and the word "flattering" was written in his peach blossom eyes, "Can you not ......drink it?"
Before he finished speaking, seeing Si Nanxiao's expression, Shi Sangyu immediately changed his words and said, "Can you bring me two pieces of candy?"
"Nope. β
She pulled her lips, the smile on her face was extremely ugly, and there was an obvious look of resistance in her obedient cat pupils: "It's too bitter." β
Sinan Xiaojun frowned, took the cup in Shi Sangyu's hand, drank the medicine in one gulp, and then grabbed Shi Sangyu's jaw, pinched her mouth and poured all the medicine into it.
Shi Sangyu is surprisingly well-behaved. swallowed all the medicine, and looked at Si Nanxiao with a pair of good-looking peach blossom eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
Looking at the starry appearance in her eyes, Si Nanxiao's heart softened, and her voice was not as cold and hard as just now: "Be good, just drink the medicine." β
The noble prince has no experience in comforting people, and the word "good" is very stiff.
Shi Sangyu pursed her lips, "Oh." β
Si Nanxiao looked at her with heavy eyes, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Look up." β
Shi Sangyu did not doubt him, raised his pointed chin, and looked at him with peach blossom eyes.
Si Nanxiao lowered his head slightly, his right hand firmly clasped the back of her head, and his thin lips held her lips.
Very sweet taste.
After a long time, Si Nanxiao let go of Shi Sangyu, and he glanced at the clock on the wall: "I'm leaving." β
He wasted an afternoon on Shi Sangyu.
Shi Sangyu lowered his eyes and bowed his head slightly: "Got it." β
Shi Sangyu was already thin, and the high fever for four days made her lose weight again. The whole person looks very petite.
Si Nanxiao looked at her and was stunned for a long time before leaving.
After leaving, Si Nanxiao thought in his heart that this was not a good sign.
It's getting out of control.