Chapter 47
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Seeing Ye Wan Wan's message, Si Xia felt a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, almost suffocating himself to death.
Ever since he was young, he was the center of attention wherever he went; he had never been slandered like this before!
If this ugly girl was trying to get his attention, then she succeeded.
"Oh... Shabby?"
Hearing the voice next to her, Ye Wan Wan then realized that the contents of her text message had been seen but she didn't feel guilty at all. She kept her phone and turned to the ashen-faced school hunk with a grin, "You don't have to feel inferior. Actually, you're quite good-looking, but compared to my boyfriend, you're still lacking a lot!"
"…" Si Xia naturally couldn't ask her to call her boyfriend out to see who was more handsome. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and went to sleep. If he continued to talk to this retard, he would probably die of anger.
Ye Wan Wan pouted, tsk, he actually doesn't believe me ~
At the same time, at the Si family's old house:
Si Ye Han had just completed a routine checkup.
Besides Mo Xuan, there was an elderly doctor present and an old lady in her 70s or 80s sitting next to Si Ye Han.
The old lady had a head full of silver hair and was twirling a string of prayer beads in her hand. At this moment, she was staring at her grandson with a worried expression.
The elderly doctor took Si Ye Han's pulse and his face became more and more solemn. The old lady saw that the doctor didn't look well and her expression became even more gloomy.
In a moment, the atmosphere in the living room was unusually heavy.
Only Si Ye Han sat on the sofa and drank his tea without any expression after taking his pulse, as if he didn't care about his own body at all.
The old lady asked anxiously, "Dr. Mo, Dr. Sun, tell me honestly and don't tell a single lie. What's the state of Little 9th's body?"
Mo Xuan glanced at Si Ye Han and coughed lightly, not daring to speak.
The old lady glared at him, "Why are you looking at him?! I'm asking you a question! "
Mo Xuan deliberated over his words then replied, "Old madam, he's still the same."
The old lady scoffed, "Don't try to fool me! Tell me, how many hours did he sleep yesterday, the day before yesterday and the day before yesterday! "
Mo Xuan had no choice but to answer one by one, "The day before yesterday, the hypnosis failed and the day before yesterday... also failed... As for last night, Mr Si returned to Jin garden at around 3am and didn't let me go over to treat him..."
The old lady's face suddenly changed. "Three days! Why haven't you slept for three days? "
Mo Xuan didn't dare to say that Si Yehan's sleep had been terrible for the entire night.
He judged that yesterday was his limit and was worried that something would happen to his body. So when he saw that Si Ye Han's condition wasn't as bad as he thought, he couldn't help but be surprised.
The old doctor sighed and said, "Old Madam, I won't hide it from you. Over the past two years, Ninth Young Master's body has been deteriorating. If we can't find an effective method, he will burn out. I've told you this before. You know it."
The old lady was immediately stimulated by the words, "I know, what's the use of just knowing! You guys better think of something! Aren't you all very powerful? It's just a small problem of insomnia, and you can't even cure it? "
Mo Xuan had a helpless look on his face. "Old Madam, Ninth Master has a mental illness. When he's in a good mood, he can sleep more. Once he's in a bad mood, he might not be able to sleep for even a minute."
"Then think of a way to make him feel better!"
Mo Xuan smiled bitterly. It's not like you don't know how bad your grandson's temper is. Want to make him feel better? Easier said than done!
To be honest, I've been by this master's side for so long, but I've never seen him smile once, alright?
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