Quick Wear: Don't come over here, you are looking for trouble

By the time the car drove back to the Marshal's Mansion, Xu Bai had already become drowsy and lost consciousness.

Feng Yanzhang put him on the bed with rare tenderness, touched his face and hands, and found that they seemed unusually cold.

It was already early spring, and the actors were not wearing thin clothes, so they should not be as cold as if they had just come out of an ice cellar.

Marshal Feng realized that he had scared the person. His originally tender palm was now covered in blood and flesh, and there were tiny pieces of skin and flesh between his fingernails, which were caused by Xu Bai himself.

"Marshal, his health is..." The doctor wanted to sigh, but he didn't dare to. He swallowed the breath back, "He is not in good health, his temperature is low, and his heartbeat is irregular. If you have time, you should go for a comprehensive examination."

Because Feng Yanzhang had not often been to Beihuai before, and they were all big and strong men, although they found a doctor, they did not buy any medical equipment. The most expensive thing was an oxygen concentrator, which was said to be able to save lives.

"Plus the medicines he was given..."

Feng Yanzhang looked at Xu Bai's miserable face and frowned brows, "I was scared today. Will this affect my heartbeat?"

"Yes, there will be." But doctors always feel that it is not that simple.

Feng Yanxian was obviously trying to find excuses for himself. He reached out and touched Xu Bai's hand, then suddenly said, "As I said before...if you try your best, how long can you keep him alive?"

The doctor thought for a while and said, "At most... a year or two, but if it's those Western experts, it might take longer."

"Okay." Feng Yanzhang sprinkled the actor with powder, put his gauze-wrapped hand into the thin blanket, and did not respond to the doctor's second half of the sentence, "You do your best."

He won't live much longer anyway, so Feng Yanzhang deliberately ignored the expectation and bitterness rising in his heart. How could a great marshal not be able to support him?

Marshal Feng waved his hand and asked the doctor to go out.

"cough……"

Xu Bai frowned. He had actually fainted. When he woke up, his whole body was stiffer and colder than before. His chest felt stuffy as if a stone was pressing on it, and he couldn't help coughing.

"...Water." His throat was dry, he closed his eyes, and suddenly forgot where he was.

After slowly drinking half a bowl, Xu Bai finally had the strength to open his eyes. But when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was Feng Yanzhang himself holding the cup. He was even half leaning on him and drinking from his hand.

"Big, cough, cough cough..."

When he saw it was Feng Yanzhang, he immediately woke up, forgot that he had water in his mouth, and choked himself, starting to cough violently.

"Be careful."

Feng Yanzhang was naturally stiff in his speech. If Fang Jiaxu had said the same words, they would have sounded tender and affectionate. But when Marshal Feng said them, it sounded as if he was about to punch the other person in the next second, so it did not have the desired caring effect, and only made people nod their heads in fear.

"When you were a child." Feng Yanzhang weighed the words, "Did you have any disease?"

Xu Bai was stunned for a moment, thinking that Feng Yanzhang was afraid that he was not clean, so he quickly denied it, "No."

"Ah."

Feng Yanzhang noticed the uncoordinated atmosphere between the two people, and remembered what the doctor said before he left, "Many diseases are related to emotions," so he comforted her stiffly, "Fang Jiaxu's matter is over, don't take it too seriously."

But how can it be possible to get past it?

Xu Bai found that he couldn't pinch his palms, because both of his hands were wrapped in thick gauze. When he took them out, they looked a little funny. He pulled the corner of his mouth to one side and made a joke with all his strength, "Marshal, how can I sing when they are wrapped like this?"

The voice was soft and tender, almost coquettish.

Feng Yanzhang listened to it and saw that the two hands were wrapped like crab claws. He said casually, "I'll take them off after they're healed in a few days. They're wrapped like crab claws. Have you ever eaten crab?"

Of course, the actor had never eaten crabs. He had only heard people cursing Wang Ping behind his back, using a lot of dirty words at the beginning and finally saying, "It's just a crab walking sideways!" Xu Bai then concluded that crabs were not a good thing.

"I'll take you to eat crabs when your hand is healed."

Marshal Feng was a man of swift and decisive actions. If he said something today, he had to do it today. But suddenly he remembered that he was injured and it was not suitable for him to eat, and the actor was in poor health, so he changed his mind.

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He didn't realize at all that he had already started taking care of Xu Bai. This kind of care was not the kind of care for a kitten or a puppy, but the kind of care that a husband gives to his wife, one that takes her feelings into consideration.

The actor said "hmm" and Feng Yanzhang had nothing to say.

"I can't sing this afternoon. Please give me a note, Marshal." Xu Bai added. He was always thinking about the opera and its fans.

Xiaochun went to Guangxingtang with him, but she took the initiative to leave after Feng Yanzhang came. Later, Feng Yanzhang shot Wang Ping, and they left in a hurry without paying any attention to Xiaochun.

Feng Yanzhang nodded, stayed with Xu Bai for a while, and then left.

Xu Bai didn't know where Xiaochun was and didn't want to go out, so he simply curled up in the quilt.

Yun Sheng's body was much weaker than before. Liu'er quietly turned on the pain blocking function, and Xu Bai was able to sleep comfortably. When he woke up, it was dark again.

The maid was working quietly. She had received Xiaochun's instructions to leave a light on in Xu Bai's room as soon as it got dark. Therefore, when he woke up this time, the first thing he saw was the warm light.

"Koharu?"

"Xiaochun is going to heat up the food." She said in a low and friendly voice, "You are finally awake. Eat later and then go back to sleep. You still need to take pills."

Knowing that Xiaochun had returned, Xu Bai felt much more at ease. He propped himself up, smiled at her and thanked her.

"Oh, you're welcome." The maid felt that this man was gentle and polite on the first day she arrived. He was completely different from what people said on the street. It was not difficult to serve him, and she was very glad that she was assigned here.

Although the middle-aged woman looked kind, she was someone Feng Yanzhang had found after all. Xu Bai's nerves were always tense until Xiaochun came over and asked the woman to go out, and then he relaxed.

"Brother Sheng!" Xiaochun came over after making sure no one was around, "Boss... don't take it personally!"

Xu Bai burst into tears again, "I know - but I didn't expect that he, he could be so moody..."

"Don't cry." Xiaochun's voice became even lower. "Trust me, I will find a way to get you out!"

"Xiaochun." Xu Bai seemed a little confused. "What did you say? Get out?"

"Yes." Xiaochun clenched her palms, "Sheng'er, when the time comes, let's escape together! The world is so big, there will always be a place for us to stay."

Xu Bai's heart sank and began to beat rapidly. It took him a moment to realize what Xiaochun meant. His lips trembled, and his bandaged hand barely grasped Xiaochun's arm. "No, no, we... this is the Marshal's Mansion. How can we escape?"

Xiaochun didn't answer.

"Eat, Sheng'er, and take care of your body first."