Marry Me Quick
Chapter 71

Chapter 71

Su Ziyue quickly got an ice bag to put on his forehead. Just as she retrieved her hands, ready to make a call, her hands were grabbed by Qin Muchen. His voice sounded hoarse and weak. "Don't you dare send me to the hospital or I'll terminate the agreement with Su Group..."

Su Ziyue glared at him resentfully when she heard his warning. "That's silly!" If he had not fallen sick at her place, she would not have bothered with him at all. She could not believe he was trying to stop her from sending him to the hospital by threatening her.

"I meant what I said..." He laboriously tried to keep his eyes open, his voice so weak that it was barely audible. Despite being so ill, he used the last bit of his strength to threaten Su Ziyue, and it actually worked.

She walked out of the bedroom to call Nan Chuan. "Can you come take your boss home?"

"So sorry, Miss Su, but I have to take care of my sister..." Nan Chuan's voice sounded slightly distressed and apologetic.

Compared to his boss, it went without saying that his sister mattered more to him. Was there anything Su Ziyue could say to persuade him? "I wish your sister a speedy recovery." After leaving that comment, Su Ziyue hung up on him.

On the other hand, Nan Chuan drew a cross on his chest with his fingers. If anyone was at fault, it would be his boss who had instructed him to ignore Su Ziyue no matter what she said if he received her call.

After ending the call with Nan Chuan, Su Ziyue returned to the bed to check on Qin Muchen. She patted his face. "Qin Muchen."

He grasped her hand. "Yes?"

"Can you manage staying home alone? I'll call for a doctor for you and then go out to buy you a set of clothing." Looking at how weak and pale he looked, a slight crease formed on her forehead. Her heart somehow ached to see a man, who was usually spirited and strong, falling sick all of a sudden.

She was unsure whether he had actually heard her clearly or not as he only responded to her by saying okay in a soft voice. Again, she placed her palm on his forehead to get a feel of his temperature, worried His forehead felt cooler perhaps due to the ice bag, but she knew she still had to get a doctor here. She then tucked in the corners of the blanket for him. Just as she was ready to go, his feeble yet clear voice came, "Don't forget about my undies..."

Without responding to him, she came to a brief halt before she turned around and walked toward the door with her handbag.

It was only when he heard the sound of the door being closed did Qin Muchen, who was lying on the bed, open his eyes slightly, feeling very dizzy. After years of experience surviving in the commercial world, he was able to maintain some soberness even though he was sick or injured.

After making sure Su Ziyue had already gone out, he got out of bed and walked toward the bathroom by using the wall as support. He needed a shower to soothe the discomfort he was feeling all over his body

Su Ziyue acted fast as she was worried about Qin Muchen staying at her place alone. Once she entered the shopping mall, she straightaway purchased two sets of pajamas and casual wear. The moment she grabbed the shopping bags and stepped out of the shopping mall, she thought of what Qin Muchen had instructed her before she left. Having no choice, she braced herself and walked back in.

"Miss, may I know what you are looking for?"

"U-Underwear." Looking awkward, she said the word stutteringly.

Fortunately, the sales assistant was considerate and polite. "Are you getting one for your husband? What's his size?"

What's his size? Su Ziyue's face blushed in an instant. How was she supposed to know what size he wore?

The sales assistant found how confused she looked slightly hilarious. "How tall is he? What's the size of the trousers he usually wears?"

"I think he's around 1.9 meters." She was not sure about that either, but everytime she stood near him, she always thought she was short. After giving it some thought, she braced herself and said, "Please get me the largest size."

In response to what she said, the sales assistant put on a meaningful smile before handing her two male underwears of the largest size.

After paying for it, Su Ziyue dashed out of the shopping mall as though she was running away from ghosts. Once she got back to her car, she knocked the steering wheel two times with her forehead. She had never done something so embarrassing before! It was all that b*stard, Qin Muchen's fault! But, that b*stard was still resting at her place because he had fallen sick. She then went to a clinic to hire a doctor for a house call to give Qin Muchen a checkup.

She remembered he was still naked when she reached home together with the doctor. So, she asked the doctor to take a seat in the living room first while she walked into the room with the shopping bags.

Qin Muchen was still in bed just like how he was before she went out. He opened his eyes slightly after she gave him a nudge. Then, she tossed the shopping bags to him. "Wear them. The doctor is here."

"Okay," he responded but did not move.

She looked at him and suddenly noticed that his hair was wet. "Did you take a shower?" she asked with a frown.

As he did not say a word, she took his silence as admittance. "Are you trying to worsen your condition?" While she went out to get him doctor, trying to make him feel better, he took a shower when he was having fever, potentially making his condition worse.

Because he was ill, his profound eyes were unusually watery, making them look gentle in a strange sort of way. "I'm okay."

Su Ziyue roared back, "You shut up!"

Surprisingly, Qin Muchen obediently kept his mouth shut. Then, she helped him change into the new shirt in a rather rough way before throwing the pants in his direction. "It's up to you whether you want to wear it or not." After that, she went out to invite the doctor in.

The doctor put him on an intravenous drip, prescribed him some medicine and advised Su Ziyue about what he should avoid in his meals. In fact, she already knew what to do even if the doctor did not inform her. When she was staying overseas alone, it was inevitable that she would catch a cold once in a while.

She called her office to apply for leave so that she could stay home to take care of Qin Muchen. She took his temperature every two hours. She then ordered takeout for lunch, and after eating, she took his temperature again. Seeing that his temperature was returning to normal, she fell asleep sprawled by the side of the bed as she finally felt more at ease.

By the time she woke up, she heard someone talking in a hushed tone in the room. She flipped over... Wait a moment, did she actually flip over? Sitting bolt upright, she found that she was in bed with no one else beside her.

Qin Muchen was standing before the windows as he took a call. As soon as he noticed the stir behind him, he gently gave the person on the other end some sort of advice before turning around and walking in Su Ziyue's direction.

What caught Su Ziyue's attention was how gentle he sounded when he was taking the call just now. She had heard him talking to Bai Jingshu and Nan Chuan over the phone before; he always sounded calm and cold, without much emotion. What sort of person could make him sound so gentle without him realizing over the phone? Her heart started racing.

"You're awake. Are you hungry?" Qin Muchen was wearing the black and white checkered pajamas she bought for him. Together with the contrast formed by his jet-black hair and pale face, he looked just like a man who had walked directly out of a portrait.

He moved his hand to tuck the strands of her hair which had fallen by her temples behind her ear and offered, "What would you like to have? I'll cook it for you."

Su Ziyue, who got distracted by his attractive voice for several seconds, replied, "You're still sick."

"I'm fine. I've recovered." With a smile, he glued his gentle eyes on her.

Thinking of the call he just had earlier, her face became somber and she got out of bed without giving him another glance. "You should go back home if you've recovered." While she was talking, she made her way to the bathroom.

When she opened the door after finishing washing herself up to replace the room empty, a sense of disappointment suddenly seized her. But, when she walked two steps forward, she heard the sounds of pots and pans clanking coming from the kitchen.