Reborn Super Master

Zhao Xuan took three steps and two steps at a time, climbed up to the seventh floor, took out the key to open the door, and sent Cheng Xuexuan to her bed.

Cheng Xuexuan's home is still so deserted, it can even be called a bare house!

Zhao Xuan stood at Cheng Xuexuan's door:

"You...can't you usually go upstairs? Why did you fall today?" Looking at this frail girl, Zhao Xuan felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Cheng Xuexuan's pale face revealed a faint sickly blush:

"You missed the mark. As you know, people stumble and horses stumble." Oh my God, is she still in the mood to joke at this time? Looking at her appearance, she looks very uncomfortable.

etc!

Zhao Xuan frowned, and he finally realized something was wrong.

He reached out his hand and gently touched Cheng Xuexuan's forehead. It was so hot!

Zhao Xuan's expression changed:

"You have a fever, you're so hot!"

Cheng Xuexuan just dodged Zhao Xuan's hand, but failed. Now that she was discovered by the other party, she could only say softly:

"I have a fever...I just felt dizzy."

Zhao Xuan finally understood why she, who was usually cautious and attentive, missed the mark.

Zhao Xuan said hurriedly:

"This can't go on like this! Come on, I'll take you to the hospital." As he said that, Zhao Xuan lifted the quilt that was gently covering Cheng Xuexuan's body and tried to hug her.

Cheng Xuexuan pursed her lips and shook her head slightly:

"No need to go to the hospital."

Zhao Xuan frowned:

"What should we do?"

Cheng Xuexuan whispered:

"I have some medicine on the bedside table. Take some, sleep, and you'll be fine."

Zhao Xuan frowned:

"Is this okay? It will break your body."

Cheng Xuexuan smiled and said:

"It's okay, I've been through this before, and it works." The smile on her pale face was like a flower that made people feel extremely pitiful, which was heartbreaking. Could it be that she had survived like this before? A girl's family

Yes, I wear so little in winter, just a thin sweater and a layer of single clothes. There is only one quilt on the bed, which is obviously a thin quilt suitable for covering in autumn.

Her home has no air conditioning or heating at all, and she still covers herself with this kind of quilt in winter, which shows how difficult her life has become.

Zhao Xuan pulled up a stool, sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to smooth Cheng Xuexuan's hair, tucked it behind her ears, and tried to dissuade her:

"Xue Xuan, you can't survive a fever like this. Something will happen. Be obedient and I'll take you to the hospital, okay?"

Perhaps it was because no man had ever cared about her so much, or perhaps because the manly smell on Zhao Xuan was so intoxicating, Cheng Xuexuan's pale face suddenly turned as red as blood, and she shook her head slowly but firmly again:

"I really don't need to go to the hospital. I...I'm thirsty now. Can you...please give me a glass of water?"

Although he knew that she was changing the subject, Zhao Xuan could only sigh helplessly and gently pressed down her half-rising body:

"Wait a minute, I'll get you some water."

When I came to the kitchen, there was no water in the thermos bottle. Looking around, I saw that there was only a handful of rice in the rice bag in the kitchen, and the noodles were already empty. Where is this kitchen? It is simply a clean and tidy empty room.

Not even a bit of greenery can be seen.

How does she usually eat?

Zhao Xuan didn't dare to think about it, and he couldn't figure it out. Maybe... this was also a sad answer.

Plug the kettle with water, put it on the gas stove, and turn on the switch, but no sparks were seen.

After opening it twice more, Zhao Xuan finally understood that there was no gas in the gas tank.

Gently picking up the kettle, Zhao Xuan left Cheng Xuexuan's house and gently opened the door. Half a minute later, he walked out of his house with a cup of steaming hot tea in his hand.

Walking to Cheng Xuexuan's bedside, Zhao Xuan said softly:

"Xue Xuan, give me hot water."

The tip of Cheng Xuexuan's nose felt sour. In fact, she just wanted to change the topic. When Zhao Xuan walked out of the bedroom, she remembered that there was no hot water in the house. She imagined Zhao Xuan's surprised expression when he went to the kitchen, and she felt ashamed.

of shame.

But she didn't expect that Zhao Xuan didn't say anything or showed anything strange, but quickly brought a cup of hot water.

Ever since she became lame and had an ugly scar on her face, except for a few words with her landlord, it seemed that no one in her life could sit and talk to her so peacefully.

Looking at Cheng Xuexuan who was drinking water quietly, Zhao Xuan said softly:

"Xue Xuan, tell me, did you not eat at noon today?"

Cheng Xuexuan shook her head and whispered:

"I'm not hungry."

Not hungry? In fact, her answer said it all. How could she not be hungry? She was dizzy, had a fever, and didn’t have lunch. It would be weird if she didn’t fall when she went upstairs!

Zhao Xuan gently tucked Cheng Xuexuan's quilt away and said:

"Wait for me, I'll be right back."

With that said, Zhao Xuan returned to his home, scooped out a spoonful of noodles from the noodles, started a fire, and started cooking.

Cheng Xuexuan didn't know what Zhao Xuan was doing. She leaned against the bed quietly, looking at the guqin placed on the coffee table, and then looked out the window at the orange-red sky that had changed due to the sunset. She didn't know what she was thinking.

There was some sadness in her eyes.

After a moment, the door creaked open, and a strong fragrance came from the living room. Cheng Xuexuan instantly understood what Zhao Xuan had just done. She only felt that her chest seemed to be blocked by something, and there was a sour feeling in her chest.

Overflowing to the limbs and bones.

Zhao Xuan gently pushed open Cheng Xuexuan's bedroom door, holding a steaming bowl of noodle soup.

Zhao Xuan gently put the noodle soup on the stool and hurriedly ran out. Half a minute later, he came back, but when he came back, he had a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and a small bowl of noodles.

"Xue Xuan, I'm not very good at cooking. Don't be offended if it doesn't taste good."

Looking at Zhao Xuan's smiling face in the heat, Cheng Xuexuan's eyes turned red, and a warmth instantly filled her chest.

Putting the three things on the stool, Zhao Xuan gently sat on the bedside, lifted the quilt off Cheng Xuexuan's body, held her in his arms like the most precious treasure in the world, picked up the noodle soup, and handed it to her

In hand:

"Come, let's have some soup."

Zhao Xuan's actions were so natural that Cheng Xuexuan couldn't resist. At this moment, Zhao Xuan seemed to be taking care of his sick sister, his sick wife, and his sick lover!

Even his eyes were full of tenderness.

Cheng Xuexuan gently stretched out her hand, but her hand was so weak that it was difficult to even lift the bowl.

Seeing her like this, Zhao Xuan gently tightened her and let her lean on his shoulder:

"Let me feed you." After saying that, Zhao Xuan picked up the spoon, gently scooped up the soup, and fed Cheng Xuexuan spoonful by spoonful.

Cheng Xuexuan's eyes were red, and in the warm air, a tear fell into the noodle soup. Unfortunately, Zhao Xuan did not see it.

Zhao Xuan guessed right, Cheng Xuexuan did not eat, and not only did she not eat at noon today, she also did not eat from noon yesterday to now!

Perhaps because he had been hungry for too long, Zhao Xuan served the simplest meal, but it tasted so sweet and really delicious.

After a long time, Cheng Xuexuan said softly:

"I'm stuffed."

Zhao Xuan looked at the three plates on the stool and smiled:

"How's your food?"

Cheng Xuexuan's pretty face turned red, she nodded and said:

"This is the best meal I've ever had in my life."

Zhao Xuan laughed:

"It's amazing! It's amazing! Come on, let me help you lie down." He gently placed Cheng Xuexuan on the bed and covered her with a quilt. Zhao Xuan reached out and touched Cheng Xuexuan's forehead. The temperature was slightly lower than before.

Zhao Xuan opened Cheng Xuexuan's bedside table and saw Zixue Powder and Yinqiao Jiedu Tablets in the cabinet. He took out two pills according to the instructions and said to Cheng Xuexuan:

"Come on, it's time to take medicine."

Night has fallen, and the cold wind is whistling outside the window. If you take Cheng Xuexuan out to the hospital now, her fragile body may not be able to bear it. If these medicines work, that would be great.

He put his hand on Cheng Xuexuan's pink back. Her skin was soft and delicate.

He helped her take the medicine and waited for a while. Hot sweat broke out on her forehead. He tested the temperature on her forehead again. The fever had gone down a lot. Zhao Xuan also breathed a sigh of relief.

She felt her body gradually becoming more comfortable, and Cheng Xuexuan's face became more colorful. However, what was warmer than her body was her heart.

Cheng Xuexuan looked at Zhao Xuan quietly. Zhao Xuan cleared away the dishes on the stool, and then said with a smile:

"I want to sit at your house, but you won't drive me away."

With Zhao Xuan taking care of her like this, she couldn't issue an eviction order anyway. She pursed her lips and said with a smile:

"As long as you don't mind the cold in my house, it doesn't matter how long you sit here."

Zhao Xuan smiled and shook his head:

"I'm afraid of everything except the cold. I'll go and take these things away. You wait while I get off."

Cheng Xuexuan nodded lightly.

After taking away all the dishes on the stool, Zhao Xuan came back with an extra quilt in his hand. It was also a thin quilt, but combined with Cheng Xuexuan's quilt, it was enough to keep out the cold in winter.

Cheng Xuexuan stared at the quilt in Zhao Xuan's hand:

"What do you mean?"

Zhao Xuan gently unfolded the quilt and covered her:

"Your quilt is so thin and it's so cold inside the house. How can one quilt be enough?"

Cheng Xuexuan stared at Zhao Xuan's face blankly for a long time, then she whispered:

"You...why are you so nice to me..."

Zhao Xuan smiled:

"Am I good to you? How come I don't know? Is it just because I cooked a meal for you? Or added a quilt to you? In my opinion, this is just a simple effort, and there doesn't seem to be any difficulty."

Cheng Xuexuan looked at Zhao Xuan's eyes that had been washed away, and her heart was filled with waves. You think it's a piece of cake, but for me, it's not. Do you... know?

There was silence between the two, and Zhao Xuan just looked at Cheng Xuexuan's cheek tenderly. There was a scar on her face, which quite destroyed the beauty. Her appearance could even be said to be ugly, because the scar was so ugly.

It's so ugly that it can even scare children, so you can imagine what it looks like.

Ever since her accident, no boy had ever stared at her like this. They all took one look and left in shock. Even the calm ones were unwilling to take a second look.

But he was not afraid or disgusted at all...

Cheng Xuexuan's face turned red quietly. She lowered her head gently and stopped looking at him.

Zhao Xuan suddenly said:

"I see that there is no gas in your kitchen, and you have almost run out of oil and salt for cooking rice, and there is no rice grain... Is there something wrong with your finances?"