Tang Wan drove to the hotel where Jiang Jinshang was staying. She sat in the lobby and waited for a long time. She looked down at her watch. He was ten minutes late.
She frowned and called him. The person who answered the phone was not himself.
"Ms. Tang, I'm sorry. Fifth Master is not feeling well. I'm afraid he won't be able to make the appointment. I'm really sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."
"Are you still at the hotel?"
"Yes."
"Which room is it? Is it convenient for me to come?" Tang Wan was here. No matter who she was, she should go and take a look.
The other side seemed to hesitate for a few seconds before saying, "5520."
After hanging up the phone, they looked at each other.
"Now that you had her coming over, I'm afraid Fifth Master will kill you when he wakes up. He doesn't like others in his space, very territorial."
"That's for people of the same sex. Ms. Tang is a woman."
"Do you think there's a difference between a man and a woman to him? Don't wait for him to lose his temper when he wakes up and embarras Ms. Tang. How embarrassing would that be?"
"Did Fifth Master take his medicine? He didn't sleep well last night. Why don't you give him some sleeping pills?"
***
When Tang Wan arrived at the room, she pushed the door open and felt an unseasonably warmth. The temperature in the room was too high. The air conditioner and humidifier were turned on.
"Ms. Tang, you're here."
"What's wrong with Fifth Master?" Tang Wan was still holding the pastries that she was going to give to Jiang Jinshang.
"It's an old problem. It's always happens on rainy days. Perhaps he wasn't used to the weather here yet. He felt rather uncomfortable since last night," the bodyguards explained.
"Is it convenient for me to go and take a look?" Tang Wan knew the rules very well.
"Of course, but he just went to bed."
"It's okay, I just want to take a look." Since she was already here, there was no reason to not pay a visit.
The moment the bedroom door opened, Tang Wan saw the person lying on the bed. He was not using the hotel's bedsheets and quilts. There was a tint of warm grey and his facial features promptly blended in.
He was like a begonia in the spring rain, so beautiful that one could not take their eyes off him.
However, he was born with a cold white skin. At this moment, the blood at the corner of his mouth had faded, and he looked even more sickly.
The room was filled with a faint smell of medicine mixed together. There was an infusion bottle hanging by the bedside. The medicine slowly entered the back of his right hand through the infusion tube, but he was in a deep sleep.
"Is his condition serious?" Tang Wan subconsciously lowered her voice.
"It's fine. I've asked the doctor to check on him. He's fine." The bodyguards were obviously used to this.
It was impossible for Tang Wan to leave after taking a look. She sat in the room for a while and stared at Jiang Jinshang, deep in thought.
There were many rumors about why he was sick and two versions were widely known.
One was that Mrs. Jiang had an accident when she was pregnant with him and was shocked, so he was born prematurely and was born weak.
The other version was that this was caused by his brother. At night, he was drugged with a slow-acting poison, and during the day, he was tortured and bullied because he was afraid that Jiang Jinshang would fight for the inheritance.
At this moment, the phone of the bodyguard who was standing in front of the hospital bed vibrated. He hurriedly picked it up and said in a low voice, "Hello --"
"Has he taken the medicine yet?" Because the room was too quiet, Tang Wan could hear the voice on the other end of the phone.
"Not yet."
"If he doesn't, force it down!"
The voice was low and husky, a very intimidating voice.
"This..."
Before he could finish his sentence, the call was terminated. This person was obviously used to being domineering.
Tang Wan frowned slightly. His voice was deep, but he sounded young. The only person who dared to command the Jiang family like this was probably a certain big brother..
Force it down the throat?!
What the heck was that? How could he treat his sickly brother like this.
"Ms. Tang, I'm sorry. There are times Fifth Master doesn't cooperate with the treatment, and the family will be a little anxious." The Jiang family members knew that Tang Wan had heard the conversation just now, so they explained with an awkward smile.
"It's okay, I understand."
Although Tang Wan said that, some of her ideas were deeply rooted in her mind, and would surely affect her bias.
At this moment, she didn't have a good impression of the big brother, so when she entered the Jiang family in the future, she was always guarded against him, afraid that he would once again hurt her husband with a "short-life".
***
Tang Wan stayed in the room for a while before her phone rang. She took the phone and walked to the window. It was raining in Pingjiang City, and the entire sky was gray.
"Hello, Grandpa --"
"How is it? You've met Jinshang. It's not convenient with the rain. Since you've gone out, don't be in a hurry to come back."
"He's sick. I'm in his room. I can't go out."
"Why is his body worse than mine? Is it serious? Do you want me to find a doctor to take a look?"
"There's no need to..."
After hanging up, Tang Wan saw from the corner of her eye that Jiang Jinshang's IV drip was almost finished.
At this time, the bodyguards was not in the room. Old Master Tang's body had been in poor health. He was given regular injections every year. Tang Wan accompanied him, so she knew her way around basic medical caretaking knowledge.
Just now, she managed to ask a little about her condition and knew that this was the last dose of medicine.
She went to the bedside and took some medical tape. She prepared a cotton ball and skillfully and carefully adjusted the needle. The cotton ball was pressed down, and the tape was fixed.
The moment the needle was pulled out, Jiang Jinshang frowned slightly.
It was probably because the medicine was very cold, which caused his palm to be warm, but the back of his hand to be cold. Tang Wan lifted a little of the quilt and was ready to put his hand under the quilt.
Suddenly, her hand was held down.
The next second, her body fell and she hit his chest. Her heartbeat instantly quickened.
Her breathing became heavy. She subconsciously raised her head and she locked gaze with the man's eyes.
At this moment, the blanket was lifted slightly and he was close to her. His body was warm and his body temperature was higher than an ordinary person's. At this moment, she was half-lying on top of him. It was unknown whose heartbeat was beating like a drum..
The impact caused her to lose her breath.
She tried to get up, but this position was a little awkward, and her hand was being held back by him, so she could not move.
The temperature of his palm was extremely high, but his grip wasn't as tight. He did not use much force, but she could not break free.
Jiang Jinshang raised his eyebrows slightly.
Her wrist was so thin he could grab her hand with one.
"Ms. Tang." His voice was gentle, as if it was resonating from his chest. Coincidentally, he bumped into her ear, and her heart trembled.
"Your IV drip is finished. I'll take the needle for you."
"I'm sorry." Jiang Jinshang let go of her hand and spoke in a polite and indifferent tone.
Only then did Tang Wan hurriedly straighten her body.
Because it was too sudden just now, and the place where the drip was administered did not stop the bleeding in time, causing the tape to fall off and blood to ooze out, Tang Wan had no choice but to dress the wound again.
The members of the Jiang family guessed that the drip was about to run out before they pushed the door open and came in.
They saw Tang Wan helping him deal with the back of his hand, while their Fifth Master was unusually quiet and obedient.
Jiang Jinshang had been ill for a long time, and his personality was indeed a little strange. It was very difficult to get close to him. Tang Wan was not a professional medical staff. No matter how skilled she was, after what happened just now, it was inevitable that she would be clumsy.
However, the members of the Jiang family looked at each other because in their eyes, the Fifth Master seemed to be enjoying the whole ordeal.
"It's done." Tang Wan heaved a long sigh of relief.
"Thank you."
He narrowed his eyes and looked at her. His gaze was gentle, but Tang Wan felt the heat.
At this moment, Tang Wan's breathing was still a little chaotic because she had never been so intimate with a man before.
His hands, which were soft and silky, did not have the slightest calluses as they slid past her wrist..
Due to the warmth radiating from his hands, it was boiling hot along the way.
***
At this moment, in the Tang family's old residence.
The old man was sitting on a rattan chair at the entrance. His fingers were tapping on his knees to the beat. He was playing an opera on the television while talking to the Jiangs on his antique phone.
"... then with Jinshang's body, he won't be able to return to Capital City."
"He might have to stay for a few more days. I'm sorry you have to take care of him for me."
"You're being too polite. It's not convenient for him to stay in a hotel either. I plan to bring him home. At least there will be more people, so I can take care of him."
"Will it be too troublesome?" The person on the other side hesitated.
"It's okay. I'm not at ease with him staying outside when he's sick."
"To be honest, I'm not at ease either..." the person on the other side said helplessly in the end, "Then I'll have to trouble you."
In the Jiang family's living room, the older brother narrowed his eyes as he watched his mother sent his younger brother out. "Aren't you afraid that Jinshang will be angry that you made the decision on your own?"
"Pingjiang is a good place with a nice climate and comfortable weather. It's also good to stay in the Tang family to recuperate. Who knows, he might even bring me a daughter-in-law. Unlike his brother...
"Who doesn't want a wife and is not as close to his son."
The little guy squatting by the side and playing with his toys tilted his head to look at his father who had been rebuked. He laughed gloatingly, as if he could finally avenge what happened at the dinner table.