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After seeing Su Ji out, Aunt Wu quickly cleaned up the kitchen.

“Open the windows for ventilation. I must give the young miss and madam a healthy living environment!”

Before she could knock, the door was opened from the inside.

Su Cunyi had a meeting at the company that night and was going out, so he ran into Su Ji.

“Su Ji? What are you doing here?”

Su Cunyi hadn’t seen his daughter for a few days. He looked at her with a smile and soon noticed the thermos in her hand. “What is this?”

He leaned closer and took a deep breath. “It smells so good.”

In fact, it was pungent.

“This is…” Su Ji said as she hid the thermal container behind her. “I made this cold medicine.”

Mixing medicinal herbs and ingredients together was her inspiration.

This time, the medicine she had brewed for Pei Huai was extraordinary.

Other than treating colds and fevers, it had other effects.

If a certain someone worked harder, perhaps there would be an immediate effect!

Su Cunyi’s eyes lit up, “you made it yourself? You’re a big girl now…”

Halfway through his happiness, he suddenly realized something. He squinted his eyes, and his originally bright eyes turned into two spotlights that shone on Su Ji.

There was someone in this room who had a cold and fever today, but that person was not him.

Su Cunyi sounded jealous. “Then you should go home early after you deliver the medicine. Don’t stay at his house.”

“Yes, I’ll go back after I drop this off.”

Su Cunyi walked out of the door and said the moment he closed it, “I’ll go first then. I have a lot to do at work.”

Then, he coughed twice.

He turned around and stole a glance at Su Ji.

Su Ji had no intention of giving him a bowl of the medicine!

“If you’re busy, then leave earlier. Don’t waste any more time.”

“…”

If Aunt Wu was here, she would be screaming in her heart, “Mr. Su! You really don’t want to fight for the things in the thermos!”

Uncle He said that Pei Huai was resting upstairs, so Su Ji deliberately lightened her footsteps when she went upstairs.

Pei Huai thought that Su Ji would come to him in the afternoon. He was afraid that she would be waiting, so he came back in the afternoon.

However, she did not come, so he lay on the bed for a while, but because of the fever, his body felt very heavy, and he fell asleep without realizing it.

He was in a deep sleep and had that dream again.

In the deepest part of the imperial tombs, in the gloomy and cold underground palace, there was a huge coffin in the center.

There was a coffin made of pure gold.

He held a chisel in his hand. This time, he knew that the golden coffin in front of him was made by him.

His dream finally had some progress, but before he could do anything, he saw himself holding a girl and carefully placing her into the coffin as if she was a treasure.

When he saw the girl’s face clearly, Pei Huai’s heart felt as if it was being torn apart.

The girl was Su Ji.

Her thin and weak body was cold.

Her usually energetic little face was lifeless, and the arms she fought him with were limp.

Pei Huai’s eyes were bloodshot.

He used all his willpower to control himself in the dream so that he would not send Su Ji into the coffin.

However, Su Ji’s body was still disappearing bit by bit. The hem of her dress seemed to have been burned, and the ashes were floating in the air.

The veins on the back of Pei Huai’s hands bulged. He hugged Su Ji tightly, but he could not hold on to anything.

Pei Huai’s heart and soul were destroyed, and all his hopes were gone.

“Su Ji!”

In the bedroom, Pei Huai suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed the shaking hand in front of him.

The jade bangle touched the medicine bowl lightly, giving off a clear and crisp sound.

Su Ji had just ladled out a bowl of soup for him and was about to wake him up when Pei Huai suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Because of his fever, Pei Huai’s palm was so hot that it was scalding.

Fortunately, Su Ji’s grip was steady enough. Otherwise, the entire bowl of medicine would have been spilled on his face.

Pei Huai released her hand and held his forehead to calm down.

His forehead was covered in sweat.

Seeing Su Ji alive and well in front of him again, Pei Huai could not describe the feeling in his heart at that moment.

He could almost confirm that it wasn’t just a dream.

He had once lost Su Ji.

They met in winter. After a few years and in the summer, Su Ji left him.

He hated summer because of this.

Pei Huai’s eyes were frighteningly dark. He grabbed Su Ji’s neck and wanted to kiss her.

Su Ji covered his mouth in time.

Her body was pulled forward by a great force. Su Ji kissed the back of her hand, and her soft lips touched the back of her hand, causing her voice to be muffled. “Saliva is the main way to transmit the flu.”

Pei Huai paused and laughed, the light in his eyes appearing again.

Indeed, he could not infect her.

Su Ji sat by his bed. “Drink this. I brewed it myself.”

Pei Huai raised his eyebrows. “You made it yourself?”

He loved it and was very surprised.

Until Su Ji brought the bowl of soup to him.

Pei Huai took the medicine and glanced at it. His gaze fell on the white wall beside him for a few seconds, then he lowered his eyes and looked again.

He was sure that he was not seeing things.

He was very touched. “Why don’t we wait for it to cool before I drink it? ”

Su Ji replied, “I’ve been blowing on it for a long time. It’s not hot.”

Pei Huai frowned. “Did you try it?”

Su Ji shook her head. “No.”

Pei Huai sighed in relief.

Alright.

He could do it alone.

Su Ji saw that Pei Huai’s expression was a little grave.

“Is it because you didn’t eat anything and you’re afraid of burning your stomach?”

Pei Huai looked at her and said, “Yes.”

Su Ji took out a piece of the egg pastry made by Aunt Wu from her pocket.

She knew that Pei Huai would not eat properly. She had come prepared.

Pei Huai glanced at the pastry.

That works too.

A mouthful of pastry and a mouthful of medicine. It was not that bad.

However, the next second, Su Ji let go, and the pastry fell into the bowl with a “plop.”

“It’s better to dip it in sauce,” Su Ji said.

The pastry dissolved into the bowl of green liquid that might have been highly corrosive.

Pei Huai didn’t want anything else in it.

He raised his head elegantly and finished the entire bowl.

Then, he smiled. “It’s very good. ”

Su Ji smiled and served him another bowl.

Pei Huai drank the second bowl to his heart’s content.

He must be madly in love.

The sky suddenly brightened for a moment.

The two of them looked out of the window almost at the same time.

Feather-like snowflakes fluttered down.

The first snow that everyone had been waiting for had finally fallen.

Winter had arrived.

It was snowing heavily, and in a flash, a thin layer of snow had accumulated outside the window.

Pei Huai’s body froze for a moment.

Su Ji noticed the abnormality. “What’s wrong?”

Pei Huai’s hand lightly rested on the blanket, but it only made it more obvious.

He smiled and said, “I think I’ve recovered. ”

It wasn’t the cold, but the other condition.

Su Ji’s eyes subconsciously looked down without thinking. “Really? Let me take a look?”