But when Ying Wang was about to take a step, Xin Rong pushed him out again. "No, no, I can do it alone."
"No." Ying Wang looked at the bathtub and firmly disagreed. What if the little girl accidentally drowned …
The aunt also persuaded her. "Little miss, let the young master accompany you. You can't use too much strength."
Xin Rong was uncomfortable, but the silk pajamas she was wearing would be soaked as soon as she got into the water. How could she let Brother Wangwang stay in front of her?
"Come here." Ying Wang carefully pushed her arm away and put the bath towel on the bathtub. "Get in!"
The bath towel was like a quilt that could cover her body. Xin Rong heaved a sigh of relief. She carefully crawled in and lay down motionlessly.
"Put your hands on it." Ying Wang was worried that she would scratch something.
Xin Rong put her hands on the bath towel, which made the bath towel wet and stuck to her body.
The girl's tender body outlined a perfect curve under the water. Although it was not hot enough, Ying Wang still looked away. For some reason, the body that was not fully developed made him feel a little breathless.
"It doesn't seem to be that itchy anymore." Xin Rong didn't know the man's mood. She only felt that the bath towel was so thick that she couldn't see anything. But she didn't know that this effect was more attractive.
Ying Wang stared at her face. Her white skin was full of small red blisters, which was not beautiful at all. But in his eyes, she was still so cute. Her small mouth and tired eyes made Ying Wang want to give her everything.
"It's good that you don't itch." His throat moved. "Sleep for a while. I'll look at you. You won't itch when you sleep."
Xin Rong said pitifully, "I can't sleep …"
"Sleep hard."
"… Okay."
After a while, a small voice came. "Brother Wangwang, let's talk!"
Ying Wang had been sitting on the ground. When he heard her words, he changed his position and asked, "What do you want to talk about?"
"Tell me the story of Aunt Qing and Uncle Ying!" Her eyes were full of admiration. "It must be beautiful."
Ying Wang picked up the cup and fed her some water. Then he slowly said, "Mom, in the beginning, dad bought it …"
The voice in the bathroom was low and cold, and the two people in the bathroom were in a strange position. However, everything was so harmonious and natural. After a long time, Ying Wang said, "When dad came back with another woman, mom firmly believed that he didn't have a change of heart …"
"Brother …"
Ying Cheng poked his head in. "The typhoon has stopped. I've already called the doctor."
"Keep your voice down. Prepare a towel. I'll carry her out." Ying Wang stood up and stretched his shoulders. Then he carefully picked up the sleeping Xin Rong.
It was daybreak. Although it was still drizzling, it did not affect their travel. The doctor soon arrived and gave Xin Rong a transfusion.
"Young Master Ying, there's no way to treat chicken pox. We can only wait for Young Miss to recover on her own." The Ying family doctor was a little angry. "Who was the one who treated Young Miss in the first place? Why didn't you take any basic precautions? "
He couldn't tell the doctor that there was no treatment at all. Ying Cheng laughed and asked, "What can we do now? What if she wakes up and says she's itchy? "
The doctor took out the ointment. "If it's very itchy, apply this. Be careful, don't break it."
After the doctor left, Ying Wang stared at Xin Rong for a long time. Then he frowned and went outside to make a phone call.
"Uncle Wan, is there any medicine that can make people sleepy but has no side effects on the body?"
Ying Cheng came back from sending the doctor and happened to hear him say that.
"The sooner the better. Yes, thank you."
After hanging up the phone, Ying Cheng asked him curiously, "Who did you call?"
"Uncle Wan, Aunt Chen should have some medicine that can be used." Ying Wang glanced at him. "You go downstairs. Don't come up if you have nothing to do."
Ying Cheng pointed at his watch. "I'll call you for dinner."
"Bring it up for me. I'll take care of Rong Rong." Ying Wang turned around and was about to enter the room again.
"Brother, the doctor said that Rong Rong won't wake up for a while. You take the opportunity to sleep." Ying Cheng said hesitantly, "Now you're the only one who can count on..."
Ying Wang nodded. When he closed the door, he reminded him, "Don't tell mom."
The aunt was also worried that Ying Wang had not slept all night. She cooked a bowl of noodles for him and watched him eat it. Then she let him go to sleep. "Young Miss will be sick for many days. You can't stand it! Now I'll take care of her. When she wakes up, I'll call you. "
Ying Wang thought for a moment, took the quilt to the sofa in the room, lay on it and closed his eyes.
"Itchy..."
When it was almost noon, Xin Rong woke up because of the itch.
The aunt hurriedly grabbed her wrist. "Don't rub it. Bear with it!"
"Rong Rong." Ying Wang opened his eyes almost at the same time.
Xin Rong woke up. When she saw the person clearly, she curled her lips and was about to cry again. The aunt hurriedly put an ice pack on her eyelids. "Oh, Young Miss, don't cry. It will itch more if you cry."
"It's so itchy... Boohoo." Xin Rong obediently held back her tears, but she kept moaning.
Ying Wang took the ointment. "Don't move."
He carefully dipped a cotton swab on the small chickenpox and encouraged Xin Rong. "Hold on."
"I won't move. I'll be obedient." Xin Rong had never seen Ying Wang like this.
There was worry and anxiety in the man's eyes. He even moved carefully, and the hand holding the cotton swab trembled slightly.
But when Ying Wang was about to lift her clothes, Xin Rong wouldn't let him.
"Let me do it!" The aunt sighed. "Young Miss is so shy. She's your brother. What's there to be shy about?"
Ying Wang saw that she was really embarrassed, so he had to give the medicine to the aunt.
"Young Master, go downstairs and bring the food up for Young Miss. I've already prepared it and put it in the thermos."
"Sorry to trouble you." Ying Wang looked at Xin Rong who turned her head shyly and then turned to leave.
Downstairs, Ying Cheng was absent-mindedly changing the channel with the remote control. When he saw Ying Wang coming down, he jumped up. "Awake?"
"Crying and saying itchy." Ying Wang walked into the kitchen. "When it's better this time, give her all the vaccinations."
Ying Cheng nodded. "Of course. I was just thinking that fortunately, it's chickenpox and not measles. Otherwise, it would be more terrible."
He deliberately stayed downstairs for a while before going back. Xin Rong's medicine had been applied.
"How is it?" Ying Wang didn't have much hope for ordinary medicine.
Sure enough, Xin Rong curled her lips. "A little better."
It seemed that it still didn't work.
"I'll turn up the air conditioner. Young Miss, wear a coat!" The aunt said before going out. "It won't be so itchy if it's colder."
Ying Wang put a coat on Xin Rong and put a hat on her. "Have some porridge."
"Can you not go to the company?" Xin Rong knew that she couldn't use her hands, so she obediently leaned on the bed and let the man feed her.
"It's okay." Ying Wang said. Maybe he felt that his answer was too simple, so he added, "Those people are paid by the Ying family, so they have to work. Otherwise, what else can they do?"
Xin Rong nodded. She inexplicably felt that Brother Wangwang was really handsome like this.
Before dark, Boss Wan's people brought the medicine. Ying Wang gave Xin Rong a pill, and she fell asleep soon.
"Brother, Aunt Chen also said that we can wake Rong Rong up on time for dinner, but she won't be in a clear state." Ying Cheng saw that Ying Wang finally came downstairs and waved the letter in his hand.
Ying Wang nodded. "That's good. At least Rong Rong won't feel uncomfortable."
At night, he slept in Xin Rong's room as usual. For the next few days, Xin Rong was really drowsy, but she never cried again. Until one morning when the aunt brought the food up, she said happily.
"Oh, that's great. It's starting to pus."
Ying Wang quickly bent over and saw that there were some blisters on Xin Rong's face, and yellow liquid was flowing out.
"Don't feel disgusted. When the pus runs out, it will scab." Seeing Ying Wang frown, the aunt thought that he felt disgusted, so she quickly explained to him, "When it scabs, it means it's going to be better!"
In fact, Ying Wang didn't feel disgusted. In his eyes, Xin Rong was cute. He was thinking that fortunately, the girl was not awake now, or she would definitely be scared to tears when she saw him like this.
The auntie applied the ointment on Xin Rong again, and then Ying Wang fed her. During the meal, Xin Rong smiled at him and said.
"Brother Wangwang, I just dreamed of you." Then she became confused again.
On the fifteenth day, the blisters on Xin Rong's body finally began to scab. At this time, if she didn't touch those small blisters, it wouldn't itch, so Ying Wang stopped the medicine. The next day, Xin Rong was completely awake.
"Didn't you say it would take twenty days? Why do I feel better after a sleep? "She sat on the balcony and breathed in the fresh air. She stretched and felt that she seemed to have gained weight.
Ying Cheng still didn't dare to come in. He stood at the door and smiled. "You've slept for two weeks. It's not one day."
"Ah!" Xin Rong looked at Ying Wang beside her in disbelief.
"I'm afraid that you will feel uncomfortable, so I gave you sleeping medicine." Ying Wang grabbed her hand. "If you secretly scab those scabs again, I'll let you sleep for another ten days."
Xin Rong raised her hand. "I won't do it, I won't do it!"
"Rongrong, you have to be patient, or it will leave a scar on your face, and my brother and my half a month's hard work will be in vain." Ying Cheng said shamelessly. After beating Xin Rong and making her take the medicine, he had been eating and sleeping every day.
"I promise, I won't do it!" Xin Rong swore. Then she suddenly thought of something and said sadly, "It's over. I can't keep up with the study."
Ying Wang touched her head. "It doesn't matter. I'll make it up later."
"It's not a big deal if you can't keep up with the study." Ying Cheng looked regretful. "You missed the first school trip."
Xin Rong sighed. "Maybe the National Day activity!" She heard Qi Qiqi say that their class seemed to go to the Silk Country.
"When you get better, I'll take you there." Ying Wang glanced at Ying Cheng and felt that his brother's mouth was beginning to be punched again.
The three people were chatting when suddenly Ying Wang's eyes stared at the villa.
"What's wrong?" Xin Rong saw him stand up and also leaned to look.
Then, the three of them heard an angry voice.
"You two bastards, come out!"
Ying Cheng's face changed and he ran away. "I'll go hide first. You tell them I'm not here."
"If you dare to run, don't come back." Ying Wang strode over. "Go downstairs."
Xin Rong wanted to follow, but Ying Wang turned his head and said, "Rongrong, don't come down."
Ying Cheng walked out with a sad face. As soon as he came out of the room, he saw several people coming up. The one leading them was his angry … mother.
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