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The Art of Pursuing: The Unyielding Ex-wife

Chapter 223: Are you really going to end up dead at home?

Author: Village Girl Wanwan
updatedAt: 2025-09-15

CHAPTER 223: CHAPTER 223: ARE YOU REALLY GOING TO END UP DEAD AT HOME?

Munni went to the kitchen, poured a cup of hot water, took the medicine box, and quickly walked back to Xu Yisen’s room.

She placed the medicine box and the cup on the bedside table, took out the thermometer from the medicine box, and said softly, "Open your mouth, I’ll check your temperature."

Xu Yisen obediently opened his mouth slightly, and Munni placed the sensing tip of the thermometer under his tongue, then let him close his mouth.

"The cup is on the bedside table. If you feel thirsty or your throat is uncomfortable later, get up and drink some water before you sleep again. I’ll go to the kitchen and make some porridge for you."

Xu Yisen nodded gently at Munni’s instructions.

A moment later, Munni heard the thermometer emit a short beep, which reminded her that the measurement was complete and warned that he had a fever.

She took down the thermometer and glanced at the temperature displayed on it...39.5

She tossed the thermometer onto the bedside table and couldn’t help but tease, "Tsk tsk, if I didn’t come to rescue you, you’d really end up lying dead at home."

With that, she quickly got up and went to the bathroom, soaked two clean towels in ice water, and a few seconds later, she took out one towel and wrung it dry, then went back to the room and placed it on Xu Yisen’s forehead.

The cold temperature on his forehead slightly alleviated the burning sensation running through his body. The corners of his lips slightly lifted, barely visible. He wanted to playfully tease Munni a bit, but due to his tired body, he had to give up and rest quietly.

Munni went to the kitchen, soaked some rice, peeled and cut sweet potatoes into small pieces, then put the rice and sweet potatoes into a pot to simmer.

After covering the pot, she returned to Xu Yisen’s room, went to the bathroom to wring out another towel from the ice water, walked to the bed, took off the towel from Xu Yisen’s forehead, and replaced it with the new one.

After going back and forth a few times, when she finished making the porridge and prepared some side dishes, Xu Yisen’s temperature finally dropped a little.

Once everything was ready, Munni placed the tray with the porridge and side dishes on the bedside table, gently woke Xu Yisen, and softly helped him sit up.

"I know you have no appetite, but you need to eat something before taking the medicine."

This wasn’t Munni’s first time taking care of a sick Xu Yisen, so she did it with skill and ease.

She picked up the bowl, scooped a spoonful of porridge, gently blew on it, and when it was at a suitable temperature, fed it to Xu Yisen.

After a mouthful of porridge, she scooped some egg custard and fed it to Xu Yisen as well.

Since he really had no appetite, Munni had only fed him half a bowl of porridge before Xu Yisen stopped eating.

Placing the bowl and spoon back on the tray, Munni took out some fever-reducing medicine from the medicine box, let him take a pill, and then told him to go to sleep.

After Xu Yisen fell asleep, Munni carried the tray back to the kitchen and washed the dishes and utensils clean.

The sick Xu Yisen didn’t sleep well; he had a dream...

It was during Munni’s third year of high school when Mr. Qin planned to send her abroad for studies and had even found a university that perfectly suited her major.

However, because she didn’t want to be separated from Xu Yisen, she refused her father’s kind offer, which even led to a small conflict with her father.

In the end, Mr. Qin couldn’t persuade her and had to agree to let her stay in the country for university.

Xu Yisen remained unaware until one day, he was cornered by one of Munni’s male classmates in a café.

"Are you Xu Yisen?" The boy unceremoniously scrutinized Xu Yisen up and down.

Xu Yisen disliked the way the boy looked at him, as if he were inspecting a piece of merchandise. A hint of a cold and indifferent aura spread across his brow, and he stared coldly at the boy without answering.

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