Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 677 - 677 663 Grandpa Jing is sick (4)_1

Chapter 677: 663, Grandpa Jing is sick (4)_1 Chapter 677: 663, Grandpa Jing is sick (4)_1 Quan Jingwu raised his hand and rubbed her head, saying softly, “Sweetheart, wait a little longer. Yi Kai has gone to get it. He should be back soon.”

Jian Qing nodded. She reached into her pocket and took out a protective charm Shame Yan gifted her, “Check this out.”

“Where did you get this?” Quan Jingwu stretched out his hand and took the protective charm, playing with it in his fingertips.

Jian Qing narrated her experience with Shen Yan today. Quan Jingwu’s purple eyes narrowed, and a trace of cold sharpness passed in his eyes.

He tossed it casually onto the coffee table, Jian Qing glanced at it with a slight curl at the corner of her lips.

“What’s wrong?”

“You can only carry things gifted by me on you,” Quan Jingwu looked down at her, authoritatively.

Especially things gifted by other men, they are absolutely not allowed.

Jian Qing chuckled, “What kind of jealousy are you harboring? His age is the same as my father’s.”

“Still not possible.” He leaned down and kissed her forehead decisively.

Jian Qing shook her head helplessly, patting his hand lightly.

Whatever, she never intended to wear it anyway.

The night was deep, but Jian Qing had no intention of sleeping. She had slept too much in the afternoon, and she became even more awake at night.

Even after Quan Jingwu had read her several stories, Jian Qing remained wide awake, her magnificent eyes devoid of any sign of sleepiness.

Quan Jingwu put down the storybook, resting his jaw on top of her head, “Still cannot sleep?”

“Hmm, cannot sleep.” Jian Qing nuzzled his chest. She was helpless about her own insomnia too.

“If you can’t sleep, how about we do something else?” Quan Jingwu smirked, his warm hand skillfully slipped into her sleeping robe.

Jian Qing stiffened, pulling the quilt over herself. She then looked at him earnestly, “I suddenly feel sleepy, extremely sleepy.”

“Really?” His hand, which was caressing her skin, paused. A strong sense of amusement was visible in Quan Jingwu’s eyes.

“Hmm.” She nodded hurriedly.

Quan Jingwu lay down next to her. He withdrew his hand from her sleeping robe and gathered her into his arms, saying, “Sleep quickly, or I might just change my mind.”

Jian Qing immediately closed her eyes, burying herself in his arms to sleep.

After counting a countless number of sheep, she eventually fell asleep. Quan Jingwu looked at her, listening to her long breaths, a gentle smile spread across his lips.

Jian Qing woke up in the middle of the night due to heat, feeling like she was hugging a warm stove.

She opened her eyes all of a sudden, reached out to the bedside table’s remote control, and turned on the light. The room was immediately illuminated, chasing off the darkness.

She sat up and looked at the man beside her. The handsome man’s face was unusually flushed, and there was a sudden sinking feeling in her heart.

“Xiao Jing!”

She reached out to touch his forehead, the burning temperature made her eyes chill.

Damn it.

Why is he so hot?

Could he be having a fever because he caught a cold?

“Xiao Jing, wake up, please wake up.” She gently pushed him, calling in a soft voice.

As if he had heard her voice, Quan Jingwu slowly opened his eyes. The voice was somewhat hoarse, “My sweetheart!”

“Xiao Jing, how are you feeling? Are you uncomfortable anywhere?” Jian Qing caressed his face, her gaze filled with worry.

“Don’t be afraid, it’s just a fever. I will be fine after some sleep.” He held her hand, comforting her.

Jian Qing wouldn’t just let him sleep through it. If this high fever doesn’t subside, it could turn serious.

She grabbed her phone and hurriedly dialled Yi Kai.

“Yi Kai, Xiao Jing has a fever. Call a doctor over,” she said.

In the guest room downstairs, Yi Kai was jolted awake by Jian Qing’s call. Hearing that Quan Jingwu had a fever, he sprung up from the bed.

Wait, the boss has a fever?

“Madam, I will immediately find a doctor.”

Ending the call, Yi Kai rushed to find a doctor.

Jian Qing put down her phone, picked up her coat, and put it on. She then got off the bed and headed for the bathroom.

After a while, she came out, carrying a basin of water.

She placed the basin on the bedside table, twisted a wet towel, folded it, and placed it on Quan Jingwu’s burning forehead.

“Sweetheart, don’t worry yourself. I’ll be fine.” Quan Jingwu watched her bustling about and reached out to hold her.

“Xiao Jing, don’t move around. I’m going to get you some water,” Jian Qing said as she arranged the blanket for him and got up to fetch him water.

The warm yellow light enveloped the bedroom. Quan Jingwu looked up at the figure going back and forth, a look of heartache flashing in his eyes.

“Come on, Xiao Jing, first drink some water. The doctor will be here soon.” Jian Qing sat down by the bed, removing the cold compress from his forehead while helping him sit up.

Quan Jingwu looked at the water cup brought to his lips and drank the water with her assistance.

After drinking water, Jian Qing made him lie down, then fetched another cold compress for his forehead.

“Sweetheart, come sleep, your hands are so cold.” Quan Jingwu looked at her sitting by the bed. Her small, cold hand was held in his palm. He pleaded in a husky voice.

Jian Qing tightly gripped his hand, her eyebrows furrowed, “I’m fine. I’ll stay here with you.”

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

“Madam, the doctor is here.” Yi Kai’s voice came through the closed door.

“Come in.”

The door was opened, and Yi Kai ushered the doctor in. The doctor’s clothes were a bit disheveled- clearly a sign of being rushed.

Jian Qing stood up, giving the doctor space.

Yi Kai looked at Quan Jingwu, who was lying on the bed, his face serious.

His boss hadn’t caught a cold or a fever in hundreds of years. It seemed like R Country has bad luck with his boss.

After the doctor finished checking Quan Jingwu, he looked up at Jian Qing and asked, “Did the patient come into contact with anything today?”

Jian Qing was taken aback and a shadow flashed in her eyes, “Yes, aphrodisiac incense.”

A look of understanding flashed on the doctor’s face. He took out a syringe from the medical kit and injected Quan Jingwu with it. As he gave the injection, he said, “The effects of the aphrodisiac incense the patient was exposed to seem to be mild. However, even inhaling it is not good at all. The after-effects vary from person to person. A good rest after the injection should be enough.”

Upon hearing this, Jian Qing’s eyes turned cold. There was no doubt that if Ito Keiko was here, she would shoot her dead without a second thought.