Mo He's words were equivalent to protecting Xia Yan. It was inappropriate for others to question what the newlyweds were up to in the bedroom, which caused Mo He to catch a cold.
But since Mo He was sick, someone had to take care of him. Jiang Qiu didn't trust Xia Yan, but it wasn't the right time for her to kick her daughter-in-law out of the room.
Jiang Qiu pondered and ordered the servant to boil some ginger soup for Mo He so that it could expel the cold air coursing through his body. "Call Doctor Liang over," Jiang Qiu instructed as she tightly tucked Mo He into the blanket.
Meanwhile, Xia Yan stood on the sidelines and watched everything that happened. Although she didn't know Doctor Liang, they were probably the Mo family's private doctor, from what Jiang Qiu implied.
Qiu Xin stood by the bed and looked at Mo He worriedly as she twisted her hands together.
Xia Yan sneered in her heart, 'If Jiang Qiu weren't here, Qiu Xin would have pounced on Mo He and asked how he was feeling.'
The Mo family residence bustled with activities the entire morning. Everyone only calmed down after Doctor Liang arrived and prescribed some medicine to Mo He.
Doctor Liang advised that one person should stay with Mo He and take care of him, while the others stay away and not disturb his patient's rest. Qiu Xin immediately volunteered, "I'll take care of Mo He since I've done it before!"
Xia Yan revealed a sinister smile. If she didn't have an appointment today, she wouldn't have let Qiu Xin take care of Mo He. Just as Xia Yan thought of meeting Jiang Tong, her mother-in-law spoke, "Xia Yan, I want you to stay here and look after Mo He."
Xia Yan was stunned, and then she pointed at her nose and asked, "Y-You want me to look after him?"
Jiang Qiu was dissatisfied with Xia Yan's words. "What's the matter? You don't want to do it? He's your husband!"
Xia Yan looked at Qiu Xin, and sure enough, she was glaring back with hatred. Xia Yan thought to herself, 'This isn't a job that I was willing to take. I don't like it either.'
However, Xia Yan took things as they came. At the very least, she was Mo He's wife, and it was her duty to take care of her sick husband. Fortunately, the Mo family possessed sufficient staffing, so she didn't need to take care of Mo He personally.
Xia Yan only needed to stand by Mo He's side and not allow anything else to happen. She glanced at the drowsy Mo He, who had recently taken his medicine.
Mo He raised his head and looked at Jiang Qiu. "There's no need for that, Mom. I can… Cough, cough… take care of myself."
"You can't do that. Look at yourself!" Jiang Qiu's heart ached when she heard Mo He's cough.
"All right, everyone, get out! Don't disturb Young Master Mo He's rest!" Jiang Qiu led the others out as she spoke. But before leaving, she reminded Xia Yan, "Take good care of Mo He, or else I'll hold you responsible for anything bad that happens to him!"
Xia Yan nodded and said, "All right, Mother-in-law."
Although Qiu Xin was unwilling to leave Xia Yan alone with Mo He, she had no choice but to follow Jiang Qiu out of the room. She fiercely glared at Xia Yan as she walked past her.
Xia Yan pouted and walked toward the bedside, not acknowledging Qiu Xin's glare. Qiu Xin clenched her fists as her hatred toward Xia Yan grew stronger.
When everyone left, Mo He was already in a daze from the medicine. Xia Yan walked toward him and revealed a smile. "Hubby, rest well, okay? I promise not to use a pillow and suffocate you while you're asleep."
Mo He was already dizzy from the medicine when he heard Xia Yan's sarcastic promise. Countless curses filled his mind, but he no longer had the strength to speak. He only blinked his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Since Mo He was sick and asleep, Xia Yan couldn't leave. She decided to get her phone and contact Jiang Tong.
"All right, I got it. Don't worry. I'll take care of the contract." Jiang Tong's voice was crisp and clear, as if she was used to this.
Xia Yan revealed an emotional smile. "What would I do without you?"
"That's enough. It's your fault for being a genius designer while I'm just your poor little assistant!" Jiang Tong sighed helplessly.
"Hey, I dare you to say that again to my face!" Xia Yan retorted as she was dissatisfied with Jiang Tong's evaluation of her.
Jiang Tong chirped, "All right, all right. You wouldn't look down on a lowly assistant like me, right? I'm going to get busy now. Take care of your new husband, and don't let him work too hard!" Jiang Tong teased.
"It's only the first day of our marriage, yet you already can't get out of bed. You really are something else."