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After feeding her the medicine, Yan Rusheng used the method that Xuxu had used to help bring down Huanhuan's fever .
He wrung the towel repeatedly and patiently wiped the warmest parts of her body .
Until her body temperature started to go down and when she finally fell into a deep slumber, only then did he heave a sigh of relief .
Xuxu slept peacefully and Yan Rusheng gazed at her intently . A plethora of emotions was churning in his eyes .
"Wen Xuxu, what must I do for you to fall in love with me?"
As he pondered, he stretched out to hold her hands and slowly wrapped his own over hers . Xuxu's hands, as compared to his, were so much tinier and softer than his own .
If he knew that he would grow to love her so deeply, he would have made use of the numerous opportunities he had in the past to win her love .
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Xuxu could feel that her hand was getting warmer and she frowned slightly as she tried to retract her hand .
Sensing her movement, Yan Rusheng immediately let go of her hand and stood up .
He stood by the edge of her bed and gazed at Xuxu once more . Then he turned to go round the bed and walked to Xuxu's dressing table .
He pulled a chair and sat down .
There were plenty of tiny ornaments on Xuxu's dressing table and he examined them one by one .
There was a pile of cosmetics and some furry little figures and pendants . He seemed to gain a better understanding of what Wen Xuxu was fond of .
It seemed that this was his first time inside her chamber—her real personal chamber .
After examining the stuff sprawled on the table, he pulled and opened the drawer . There were fewer items inside; a photo album, a locked diary, and a red wooden box .
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He was attracted by the red wooden box, perhaps due to it being locked .
He took it and gave it a shake . Something was rattling inside .
What was it inside?
He used his long finger to prod at the tiny lock and he had a sudden unethical whim to pry it open . He was curious enough to know what was inside the box .
Did Jiang Zhuoheng give her something—for her to cherish it like a precious treasure?
But eventually, he didn't cave into his whim .
Of course, he didn't do that, but not because he felt that it wasn't right for him to rummage through someone's belongings . Rather, he was afraid that the cherished item inside might give him a huge blow .
He returned the box to its original position and closed the drawer .
He strode back to the bed and stretched his hand to feel Xuxu's forehead . Her fever had almost subsided .
Xuxu was perspiring and Yan Rusheng dabbed lightly at the beads with some tissues .
It was already dawn and the weak sunlight was shining in through the windows .
His phone vibrated in his pocket and he took it out . He took his eyes off Xuxu and glanced at the screen and proceeded to walk out of the bedroom .
"Mm . Okay, I got it . "
"You go ahead, I'll be there shortly . "
He ended the call quickly and Yan Rusheng went back to Xuxu's room as he pushed the door carefully .
She was still sound asleep and she looked peaceful .
His heart seemed to have softened at the sight . He shut the door quietly after him and turned around to leave .
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Xuxu felt that she had slept for a century and when she woke up, her entire body was aching badly . She felt weak and limp as well .
She knew that she must have had a high fever .
But… how did her fever subside?
She blinked as she mulled over the question . She fumbled for her phone and got a shock . It was already 12 p . m… and it was Sunday .