CHAPTER 143: EDITED: CHAPTER 142 SILLY GIRL, GOOD NIGHT!

Ultimately, he couldn’t stop worrying and returned to the master bedroom. The young assistant, seeing Ouyang Hao, said softly, "Mr. Ouyang, the IV fluid has finished infusing."

Ouyang Hao glanced indifferently at the young assistant, whose face resembled a blushing apple and whose eyes held a hint of shyness. He wasn’t surprised and waved at her, "You can rest in the guest room tonight and head home tomorrow morning."

"No need, I’ll just take a taxi home."

Ouyang Hao didn’t insist, "Alright then, be careful on your way."

After the young assistant quietly left, the master bedroom instantly fell silent.

Ouyang Hao walked to the bedside and sat down, his gaze falling on Lin Yixun’s pale face. He muttered softly, "How did you catch a cold? Aren’t you made of steel?"

Seeing that Lin Yixun still showed no signs of life, the man’s finely shaped brows furrowed, "With you looking so sickly, how are you going to take care of your mom? Wooden block, you better get well soon."

Lin Yixun felt as though she was in the midst of a fog, surrounded by nothing but a vast white expanse, unable to see anything. She tried hard to walk out, but found that there wasn’t even a path to follow.

She kept wandering in circles, feeling lost and helpless.

Suddenly, a warm touch came to her forehead, and a gentle voice sounded from above her head, "The fever has gone down quite a bit. It seems Lin Xun does have some skills."

"Who?" Lin Yixun looked up, trying to see who was speaking, but there was nothing above her except a haze.

Seeing that Lin Yixun’s forehead was still sweating profusely, Ouyang Hao felt a tinge of worry in his heart and began to doubt Lin Xun’s medical skills. "Can Lin Xun really handle this? Why hasn’t she woken up yet?"

However, after thinking it over carefully, he felt more at ease. Lin Xun had been practicing medicine for over ten years, with so many people seeking his care that they nearly broke down his clinic door. His medical skills couldn’t be that bad.

With this thought, Ouyang Hao felt a bit more reassured. He quickly undressed and got on the bed, lying down comfortably next to Lin Yixun.

As he covered himself with the blanket, Ouyang Hao slightly curled his lips and turned to look at Lin Yixun’s profile. He shamelessly extended his arm, pulling Lin Yixun into his embrace.

Lin Yixun was very thin, and he easily pulled her over. Although the girl in his arms wasn’t as plump and cozy as before, hugging her was still a bit uncomfortable, Ouyang Hao felt a strange sense of satisfaction in his heart.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the woman in his arms, surprised to find that although Lin Yixun’s face was very pale and she looked malnourished, her skin was exceptionally good. Even at this close distance, he couldn’t see any pores.

Ouyang Hao stared at Lin Yixun for a long while, and the more he looked, the itchier his hands became. By the time he realized it, his hand had already pinched her face several times.

Seeing that she let him knead her face without making a sound, Ouyang Hao found it amusing and pinched a few more times. After a long while, he reluctantly withdrew his hand and lowered his head to kiss Lin Yixun’s forehead.

"Silly girl, goodnight."

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Leng Yixiu received news the next day that Lin Yixun had been bailed out. He was somewhat surprised. As far as he knew, apart from the deceased Xing Yi, Lin Yixun didn’t seem to have anyone reliable in T City.

"Sir, the people at the detention center said it was a gentleman named Mu Chen who posted the bail."

"Mu Chen?" The man narrowed his eyes slightly, his thin lips parting, "Mu Family’s successor, Mu Chen?"