When Shi Yi thinks about Xianyu, someone always comes to disturb her.

Wei Dong carefully helped "Xie Jiu" up and let him sit firmly against the wall.

Then, Weidong turned around, took the bowl of steaming porridge and gently placed it on the table.

Then he picked up the spoon and carefully stirred the porridge in the bowl, making sure every grain of rice was evenly heated.

After finishing stirring, Weidong did not rush to feed the baby, but tasted it himself first to feel whether the porridge was at an appropriate temperature.

When he felt the temperature was just right, the corners of his mouth rose slightly in a satisfied smile.

Then, Weidong put down the spoon he had been using and picked up a brand new, unused spoon from the side.

Next, Weidong began to feed the baby slowly, one spoonful at a time.

His movements were gentle and skillful. Every time he scooped up a spoonful of porridge, he would blow away the hot steam on the surface before carefully bringing it to "Xie Jiu's" mouth.

Wei Dong's eyes were full of care and tenderness, as if what he held in his hands was not a spoon and porridge, but an inestimable treasure.

Every time he fed, Wei Dong only took a small sip, for fear that Xie Jiu would choke.

His movements were neither fast nor slow, always maintaining a steady rhythm.

Moreover, Weidong is very careful, so that the edge of the spoon will not be stained with excess soup, and the whole feeding process appears to be particularly neat and tidy.

"Xie Jiu" showed a satisfied look on his face: This guy is really good at serving people.

Wei Dong smiled and explained, "You forgot that I have been the one taking care of my mother since she fell ill. Now it's your turn."

After "Xie Jiu" finished eating, Wei Dong carefully brought over the bowl of steaming hot medicine with a strong herbal aroma.

He gently blew away the heat on the surface, then slowly stirred the medicine soup with a spoon to allow it to cool down quickly.

He used a spoon to scoop out a drop of medicine and dripped it on the back of his hand. When he felt the temperature was right, he handed it to Xie Jiu.

"Xie Jiu": This person is too good to Xie Jiu, so good to me that I feel a little jealous.

Xie Jiuke was not that pretentious. He drank the whole bowl of medicine in one gulp, as if the bitter medicine soup was not bitter at all.

Wei Dong narrowed his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and chuckled:

"You are much more willing to take medicine now. In the past, I don't know what it was like. You would throw a tantrum after taking the medicine, pretend to be asleep, and try every possible method. You would only take the medicine when you really had no choice but to drink it with maltose.

Oh! Or maybe your mother's fire stick can calm it down.

Now he has grown up and become sensible. "

"Xie Jiu" felt embarrassed when he heard it. Did the bastard Xie Jiu do such a shameful thing before? A grown man, just taking medicine! It seems like...

Now I have to take the blame for him, it's really retribution!

Who made me use his identity now!

I will endure!

He gritted his teeth and smiled at Weidong.

Wei Dong couldn't help laughing when he saw his expression.

"You had a lot of dark history when you were a kid, and I know all of it."

"Xie Jiu" glared at Wei Dong angrily: Are you reminding me to kill people to silence them?

Weidong ignored his anger and smiled back!

Weidong now feels that Xie Jiu is still the same Xie Jiu, he hasn’t changed at all.

The atmosphere in the room was a little tense for a moment. Little Fuli quickly packed up the things on the tray and left without looking back.

Seeing the tiredness that could not be concealed on Xie Jiu's face, Wei Dong's heart tightened: After all, he was a sick person! His body must be much weaker than usual.

When I came here, I was thinking about not disturbing his rest, how come I forgot it as soon as we met!

Wei Dong sighed secretly, stretched out his arm and gently held Xie Jiu's shoulders, fearing that he might accidentally make him feel uncomfortable.

Then, Wei Dong slowly and carefully helped Xie Jiu lie back on the bed, as if he was holding an invaluable treasure in his hands.

Every movement was so gentle and cautious, for fear of accidentally touching the wounds on his body.

Just at this moment, the person who was going to take up the needle came.

I saw Taoist Xuan Qing coming up to Xie Jiu and first removing the silver needles from Xie Jiu's body one by one. His technique was skillful and deft, and the whole process was as natural and smooth as flowing water.

After taking out the last silver needle, he did not leave immediately, but put his hand on Xie Jiu's wrist again and carefully took his pulse.

After a moment, he frowned, looked puzzled, and asked:

"What's going on? His pulse is stable, but why can't he speak? This shouldn't be the case..." There was a hint of confusion and worry in his voice.

Wei Dong looked at Xie Jiu anxiously, only to see that Xie Jiu had a bitter look on his face but couldn't say it out loud.

In fact, he was not really unable to speak at this moment, but he just didn't want to speak.

Faced with everyone's concerned gazes, "Xie Jiu" had no choice but to continue concealing the truth and gently shook his head to indicate that he could not answer.

Taoist Xuanqing did not seem to have too many doubts or entanglements about this. He just said lightly: "Maybe the time is not yet ripe." After that, he said no more, stood up and turned to leave.

After Wei Dong escorted the guest to the door, Xuan Qing turned around, stared at Wei Dong's face, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealed a meaningful smile and said:

“Sometimes, fate is irresistible. Some things are already destined. There is no need to force them. Just let nature take its course.”

Although face reading is not Xuanqing's strongest area and his skills are not as good as those of his junior fellow master, it does not mean that he knows nothing about it.

The face of the young man in front of me is quite distinctive, which makes people curious; and the face of the person in the house is even more full of profound meaning, which is worth careful appreciation and contemplation.

It’s really unexpected that I would encounter such an interesting thing after coming down the mountain!

However, I can only say so much, after all, some things really should not be revealed too much.

You know, this is a confidential matter involving the dragon's descendants, and any carelessness may cause an uproar.

Therefore, you must be careful and cautious when dealing with such matters.

It’s okay to enjoy the show, but there’s no need to bring yourself into trouble.

He put his hands behind his back and walked away slowly.

Wei Dong thought that Master Xuan Qing was talking about Xie Jiu's condition, and he couldn't help feeling worried after hearing these words.

Will Xie Jiu have any serious sequelae, or...

It seems that I have to find an opportunity to have a detailed discussion with my boss, otherwise I will feel uneasy.

"Xie Jiu" pondered in his heart, and his mood became heavier.

He couldn't help but start to wonder, could it be that Master Xuanqing had already noticed that he had concealed the fact of his illness?

Otherwise, why would that look always carry an indescribable weirdness every time we met?

Recalling every moment he spent with Master Xuan Qing, "Xie Jiu" felt more and more uneasy.

Zhenren Xuanqing is a man of high moral character and prestige, so his insight is naturally extraordinary.

Perhaps, it is because of this that the doubts in Xie Jiu's heart continue to deepen.

At this moment, "Xie Jiu" was like standing on the edge of a cliff, and if he was not careful he might fall into the abyss.

The secret about himself weighed on him like a huge rock, making him breathless. However, facing all this, "Xie Jiu" was helpless.

After all, once some things are spoken, the consequences will be disastrous...

Never mind, national affairs are the most important!