Wen Shiyu’s consciousness was muddled.
Feng Shenye let her lean into his arms, holding the congee in one hand and the spoon in the other, coaxing, “I know you’re uncomfortable, eat something first and then go back to sleep.”
I don’t know if she had listened to Feng Shenye’s words, but after Wen Shiyu ate half a bowl of congee with her eyes closed, she couldn’t eat any more.
Feng Shenye didn’t force her anymore and put her back on the bed.
Not long after, Wen Shiyu fell asleep again.
Wen Jingchen had gone out early in the morning to do market research and he didn’t return until noon.
Originally, he wanted to come back to have dinner with his sister and Bao’er, but he found no one in the living room.
“Where are my sister and Bao’er?”
He called the housekeeper to ask.
The housekeeper didn’t hide anything and said truthfully, “The young lady is sick, the young master and the youngest young master are in their room taking care of the young lady.”
Wen Jingchen was shocked and worried, he couldn’t even put down his briefcase and went straight to his sister’s room.
In the room, Feng Shenye was still guarding the bedside, and Little Bao’er was sitting beside him in a good manner.
“Uncle, you’re back.”
Little Bao’er was the first to spot Wen Jing Chen and immediately trotted over, wrinkling his little face and saying, “Mommy is sick, daddy and I are so worried.”
Wen Jing Chen rubbed his black hair and walked over towards the big bed.
On the bed, Wen Shiyu was still sleeping, her face showing an abnormal flush.
Wen Jing Chen looked even more worried and turned his head to Feng Shen Ye and questioned, “My sister was fine yesterday, how come she fell ill today?”
This tone was not very good.
However, Feng Shenye also knew that he was concerned about Wen Shiyu, so he didn’t care.
“I’m not sure, I’ll have to wait for the doctor to come and examine her later to find out exactly.”
As he spoke, he put the towel that had cooled Wen Shiyu’s forehead back on after pa*sing the water over again.
As Wen Jingchen watched him take care of his sister meticulously, he was originally a little angry, but he gradually calmed down.
When his sister was sick, brother-in-law was only afraid that his heart was not feeling well either.
“Sorry, I was too worried just now, when will the doctor arrive?”
Unexpectedly, just as the words left his mouth, the butler led the family doctor to knock on the door and came in.
After some examination, the doctor concluded, “There is nothing serious wrong with the young lady’s health, just that she has been overly busy recently and is a bit weak. After slowly cooling down, eat lightly first, follow up with more qi and blood, and slowly recuperate.”
“What about the baby? Has it been affected by anything?”
Wen Jingchen asked uneasily.
The doctor rea*sured him, “The child is healthy, there’s nothing wrong with it.”
Wen Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief.
Feng Shenye also put his mind at ease and asked the housekeeper to send the doctor away.
For the rest of the afternoon, he stayed by Wen Shiyu’s side, not leaving an inch.
That evening, Wen Shiyu’s fever finally subsided and she was awake, looking much better.
When Feng Shenye saw this, the worry in his heart was completely put aside.
Wen Shiyu looked at the tiredness on the man’s face and blamed herself somewhat, “I’m sorry for making you worry.”
“Worrying is inevitable, but a situation like this, I won’t allow it to happen again!”
Feng Shenye looked serious as he stared at Wen Shiyu, “In the afternoon, I’ve already discussed with your teacher, next, she will try to reduce your workload, and you don’t need to go to the orchestra anymore, rest a*sured that you can stay home to nurture your baby and body, when you’re done giving birth, I can do whatever you want at that time.”
This was the first time since they had been together that Wen Shiyu had seen Feng Shenye speak to herself so solemnly and sternly.
She knew that Feng Shenye was really angry this time.
At that moment, she immediately rubbed herself to hold Feng Shenye’s arm and said, “I’ll listen to you, from now on, I’ll stay at home and not go anywhere, until I give birth to the baby.”
When he looked at his wife, who was pampering and coaxing him, Feng Shenye could not be angry.
He wasn’t really angry, he was more distressed and blamed himself.
Some time ago, he had watched Wen Shiyu’s desperate rehearsals, but did not stop her. If he had stopped her, he would not have suffered this.