Chapter 369: Caring for her

The butler had just turned to leave when Feng Tingshen helped her retrieve her phone from Feng Jingxin's room.

Taking the phone back from his hand, Rong Ci did not look up at him, only saying, "Thank you."

Feng Tingshen said nothing.

Rong Ci got out of bed, thinking of washing up in Feng Jingxin's room.

Feng Tingshen seemed to see through her intention; standing where he was, he looked at her profile and spoke first: "There are a toothbrush and rinsing cup here as well."

Rong Ci's footsteps paused slightly.

Since she had already returned to this side to rest, staying here to wash up didn't seem to matter much.

A second later, she turned and entered the bathroom in Feng Tingshen's room.

She was just brushing her teeth when Zhang Lao arrived.

After she finished washing up, Zhang Lao took her pulse and asked in detail about her condition; while setting up her IV drip, he instructed Feng Tingshen on some precautions for Rong Ci moving forward.

After Zhang Lao left the room, Feng Tingshen brought over the porridge the butler had served for Rong Ci.

Rong Ci paused, then reached out to take it: "Thank you."

"No need."

Rong Ci's fever had now reached forty degrees, and she felt terribly unwell, having no appetite to eat anything.

But she still forced herself, eating slowly.

While drinking the porridge, as if remembering something, she turned her head to look at Feng Tingshen, who was sitting not far away watching her, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Where is Miss Xin Xin?"

"Downstairs. Miss Xin Xin and Grandmother are both very worried about you, but children have weak constitutions, and Grandmother hasn't fully recovered from her illness either. Worried that they might get infected if they came to see you, I didn't let them come over."

"Mm."

Rong Ci ate half a bowl before she couldn't eat any more.

Seeing how much she struggled to eat, Feng Tingshen didn't force her; he took the bowl from her hand and pulled over a tissue for her to wipe her mouth. "If you're uncomfortable, just rest first. If the IV finishes, I will notify Zhang Lao to come up."

"……Thank you."

Feng Tingshen did not speak.

Although Rong Ci was very tired, before sleeping, she still sent a message to Yu Moxun to inform him of her situation.

Upon learning that she had actually developed a high fever, Yu Moxun was also very worried and hurriedly told her to rest well; as for work matters, they could talk after she recovered.

Rong Ci put down her phone, and as she prepared to sleep in exhaustion, her gaze inadvertently fell on Feng Tingshen, who was sitting not far away, busy in front of his computer.

After looking for a moment, she withdrew her gaze and closed her eyes to rest.

When she woke up again, it was already more than two hours later.

She was drenched in sweat, and her clothes were completely wet.

The IV drip had finished at some point, and Feng Tingshen was still guarding the room.

Seeing her wake up, he closed his computer and walked over: "How do you feel?"

"Hot."

More accurately, she felt both hot and cold.

But the sweat-soaked clothes made her feel very uncomfortable, so she got up and went into the bathroom to change into a new set of clothes.

Just as she returned from the bathroom, Feng Tingshen handed her a thermometer. "I measured your temperature twice just now. The first time it dropped quite a bit, but the second time it showed an upward trend. However, Zhang Lao said these are all normal. It's about time now, let's measure it again."

Rong Ci took it: "Okay."

Although Rong Ci's spirits were still not very good, she felt better than before. She glanced at the computer on Feng Tingshen's desk and said: "I can take care of myself now, you should go back to your work."

Upon hearing this, Feng Tingshen glanced at her and said nothing. Just then, his phone rang.

Feng Tingshen went over to pick up the phone, and while answering the call, he left the room.