Miss Si's feigned innocence went too far, and the aloof Mr. Bo was easily swayed.

Normally, even if Si Yuan had a hundred times the courage, she wouldn't dare to speak to Bo Yusen like that.

233 had already brought warm water, and Si Yuan took out fever reducer and cold medicine and fed them to Bo Yusen.

"Ninth Master... took his medicine..."

Annoyed, Bo Yusen waved her hand away, "Get out!"

Si Yuan never expected that Bo Yusen would be even more difficult to take care of when he was sick than when he was healthy.

My forehead is so hot it's almost like a boiled egg, and I still won't take my medicine.

never mind--

Si Yuan held the medicine in her mouth, cupped the man's burning face in her hands, and used the tip of her tongue to deliver the medicine to his mouth.

233o(*////▽////*)q: 【Oh dear, one should not look at what is improper.】

The outer layer of sugar melted, and a bitter taste lingered between their lips and teeth.

Bo Yusen frowned even more, trying to push the medicine out, but Si Yuan used all her strength to press him down, preventing him from doing so.

Si Yuan dislikes bitterness and hates taking medicine.

She thought to herself that she had made a huge sacrifice this time, and that once Bo Yusen recovered, she would definitely make him make it up to her.

After finally managing to swallow a pill, Si Yuan's little face was all scrunched up.

Just as she was about to feed him another one, she suddenly realized something. Looking down, she saw that Bo Yusen had woken up at some point.

Those dark eyes stared intently at her.

Si Yuan's heart skipped a beat when he looked at her. In her panic, before she could even think, she reached out and covered his eyes.

Then he put another pill into his mouth and passed it on to him in the same way as before.

After feeding her the medicine, Si Yuan realized—

Bo Yusen was already awake, why didn't you let him take his medicine himself? Why did you have to feed him like that?!

I slowly removed my hand and found that he had closed his eyes again.

It seemed like she had just seen him wake up, but it was just her imagination.

Si Yuan never expected that feeding someone medicine would be so tiring.

233 brought her some water, and after drinking a few sips, she felt a little better.

Si Yuan looked at 233: "Does your master always get through illness like this?"

233૮◞ﻌ◟ა: 【My owner rarely gets this sick.】

Si Yuan: "Then why not contact Jiang Zhe or Assistant Lan?"

233૮₍◞﹏◟₎ა: [My master won't allow it, saying that if I act on my own, he'll sell me as scrap metal.]

Si Yuan patted 233's head: "Thank you for your hard work."

Although 233 is a robot, it likes to be petted by Siyuan.

Bo Yusen was in good health, and his fever gradually subsided after taking the medicine.

Si Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When Bo Yusen woke up again, it was already dark.

There was something on his forehead, and when he reached out to remove it, he found that someone was holding his hand.

Looking down, I saw Si Yuan's delicate and petite face.

How did she get in?

Si Yuan slowly woke up, and when she saw Bo Yusen, her beautiful eyes lit up. "Ninth Master, you're finally awake?"

She climbed onto the bed and pressed her forehead against Bo Yusen's forehead—

However, things did not go as planned.

Bo Yusen stepped back, avoiding her touch. "What are you doing?"

"Let me take your temperature."

Si Yuan said matter-of-factly, "This is how I measured you when you were unconscious."

Bo Yusen: "..."

233 entered the room and saw that Bo Yusen was already awake, so she excitedly slid to Bo Yusen's side.

233૮₍˃̵͈̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̵͈̣̣̥᷅₎ა：【Master, 233 thought I was going to lose you forever.】

Bo Yusen looked at 233 expressionlessly. "You let her in?"

233: [I don't have permission, it's A-Yuan...]

Si Yuan immediately interrupted 233, saying that it was better to explain herself than to let 233 explain.

"I heard you were sick and didn't have any medicine at home, so I came to see you because I was worried something might happen to you."

Si Yuan looked aggrieved. "233 couldn't open the door for me, so I had to climb the wall. Your wall is so hard to climb! When I jumped down, I hurt my hand..."

Si Yuan raised her injured hand; the bandage was covered in brown blood, and it looked quite serious.

Soon, Si Yuan smiled again, "But my injury is nothing compared to Ninth Master's health. Once you recover, my hand will stop hurting."

"Yeah?"

Bo Yusen quietly looked at Si Yuan, whose fake smile was almost impossible to maintain under his gaze.

"Climbing over walls is not something a rich young lady would do."

"Ninth Master, have you forgotten? I'm a fake heiress. Besides, how can a mere heiress be compared to Ninth Master?"

233(/≧▽≦): [Master, this time it's all thanks to A-Yuan. If she hadn't fed you the medicine mouth-to-mouth, you probably would have been driven crazy by the fever. You really need to thank A-Yuan properly.]

Si Yuan silently gave 233 a thumbs up in her heart; this assist was quite good.

"Oh? Mouth to mouth?"

Si Yuan's cheeks flushed slightly. "If you don't take your medicine, I really have no choice but to do this. Ninth Master... don't feel guilty. It's all my own choice."

"Why should I feel guilty for forcibly kissing me?"

Si Yuan: "..."

If it were anyone else, they would probably be moved to tears.

She didn't expect to burst into tears, but why wasn't this guy moved at all!

He truly lives up to his reputation as a cold-blooded devil.

Forget it, she decided to be magnanimous and not hold it against him.

After all, he still needs something from him!

"233, how's the porridge cooking?"

233: [It's all better now.]

Si Yuan cooked some easily digestible and delicious porridge and asked 233 to keep an eye on it regularly.

It's the perfect time to eat.

When she brought the porridge to Bo Yusen's room, she saw him sitting on the sofa working.

During the half-day that Bo Yusen was sick, he received more than fifty phone calls on his phone and had a lot of things to deal with.

"Ninth Master...have something to eat first."

Bo Yusen glanced at Si Yuan indifferently, then returned his gaze to the computer screen. "Why haven't you left yet?"

Si Yuan lowered her eyes. "I know you don't want to see me. I'll leave after you finish your porridge."

Hearing Si Yuan's aggrieved voice, the man didn't even pause typing.

Si Yuan has worked so hard, she won't give up so easily.

"Ninth Master, you go about your business, I'll feed you..."

Bo Yusen finally stopped and glanced at her injured hand.

At that moment, 233 walked in carrying a medicine box.

233: [Master, this is the first-aid kit brought by Assistant Lan.]

Bo Yusen put down his computer, placed the porridge in Si Yuan's hand on the table, and pulled her to the sofa.

Before Si Yuan could react, he unwrapped the gauze from her hand.

Si Yuan wasn't lying; she was indeed injured when she jumped off the wall.

My knee was bruised, and when I braced myself with my hand on the ground, the wound, which had almost healed, reopened.

It looked rather shocking.

Bo Yusen frowned deeply as he took out medicine from his medicine box and applied it to Si Yuan.

When the medicine touched the wound, Si Yuan tensed up all over in pain.

"Bear with it."

A deep, sexy voice entered my ears, sending shivers down my spine and making the pain seem less intense.

Even if it doesn't hurt, you have to pretend it hurts a lot.

Si Yuan stared at Bo Yusen's handsome features, "If Ninth Master blows on it, it might not hurt anymore..."