Jiang Fan is Sick

After taking the medicine and drinking some hot water, Jiang Fan felt his headache intensifying. His mental state was extremely weak, and he failed to rise from the sofa several times. With no other choice, Jiang Fan called Qian Ling and spoke weakly, "Aunt, I'm not feeling well. It seems like I have a severe cold. I'll see if I can feel better in the afternoon, and then I'll come over."

On the other end of the phone, Qian Ling gently asked how serious it was and whether she should ask Qian Wan to come and take him to the hospital. Before the call was finished, Su Qing snatched the phone and explained to Qian Ling that Jiang Fan had been feeling unwell since yesterday and had slept on the sofa all night. Now his eyes were barely open, and she told Qian Ling they would go together on Monday.

The call was hung up, and Jiang Fan covered his head and reached out for the phone weakly, saying, "Let me call Yang Jin first and ask for a day off. Tomorrow, even if I'm dead, I have to go to Mr. Qian's. Relatives and Tu Xiao are all going. It won't be right if I don't go to Mr. Qian's. It's almost August Festival. Don't let Mr. Qian have a bad impression of us."

Su Qing frowned and placed the phone on the tea table, saying, "Why do you need to ask Yang Jin for a day off when I'm here? Rest. We'll go to Mr. Qian's when you're better."

Upon hearing this, Tang Wan, who was sitting next to Jiang Fan and touching his forehead, frowned and looked at Su Qing coldly, saying, "What does it matter to you whether Jiang Fan goes to Qian Ling's or not? Why do you want to join in? Do you want to use our Fan Gege to solidify your position again? He's valued by Mr. Qian, and you want to take advantage of that, right?"

Tang Wan was like a mother hen protecting her chicks, and her demeanor was almost about to lead her into a confrontation with Su Qing.

From their argument in the morning, it seemed that Tang Wan hadn't won against Su Qing yesterday.

When Tang Wan called Jiang Fan "Fan Gege," the three women looked at her simultaneously, with Tong Yao showing disgust and disdain.

"Fan Gege? Jiang Fan?" Tong Yao couldn't help but feel nauseated. Ji Jing, sitting opposite, suddenly stood up and bowed ninety degrees to Tong Yao, apologetically saying, "I didn't know you were pregnant, Tong Lao Shi. I apologize for my rude behavior earlier."

Tong Yao looked up at Ji Jing with a confused expression, then remembered her nausea and, instead of being angry, smiled and said, "Yes, it's better for women to have children earlier. It's risky to have children after thirty. Aren't you not young anymore, Ji Bu Zhang? You should hurry up."

Age had become Ji Jing's biggest taboo. She looked up at Tong Yao coldly and said, 'Are you very young, Mr. Tong?'

"Twenty-four years old! Yayayay."

This comment hit Ji Jing's sore spot. She glared at Tong Yao angrily, then looked at Jiang Fan gently and said, "Nephew, are you hungry? I'll make some porridge for you."

Jiang Fan nodded, turned his body, and rested his head on Tang Wan's lap, closing his eyes and not wanting to speak. Tang Wan was a bit shy when Jiang Fan lay down, but then she thought of Su Qing beside her and became extremely gentle, lowering her head to look at Jiang Fan.

However, Su Qing just smirked and said disdainfully, "Just be a pillow here. You can't cook anyway. Jingjing, I'll help."

This comment hit Tang Wan's soft spot. Jiang Fan, who was feeling dizzy, didn't hear their argument and said weakly with his eyes closed, "Qingqing, don't go to the kitchen and cause trouble. Tong Lao Shi, can you help?"

"Why should I... Jiang Fan! I'll pay you back for what I owe you."

Tong Yao stood up angrily and walked towards the kitchen. Su Qing looked at Tong Yao's graceful back and asked puzzled, 'Jiang Fan, what does she owe you?'

"Oh, so Su Zong doesn't know how to cook either. I thought you could cook well just now. Tsk tsk, the pot calling the kettle black."

"Well, you're right, but my child will never starve."

"What does this have to do with children... Su the Fox, you're proud of your big breasts?"

"Not proud. My child can eat well, unlike yours. When your child is born, you'll need a magnifying glass to find the cafeteria."

Tang Wan grabbed the tissue box on the table and threw it at Su Qing, but her motor skills were too low, and Su Qing didn't move at all. Su Qing didn't bother with Tang Wan anymore. She walked around the tea table and knelt down in front of Jiang Fan, placing her hand on his forehead. Then she frowned and said in a deep voice, "Let's see. If he's not better by the evening, we'll go to the hospital. Ji Jing, Tong Yao, don't worry about going back yet. Su Qing and I might not be able to handle him later."

Tang Wan's hand fell on Jiang Fan's neck, feeling his high temperature. Tang Wan was also a bit worried and said in a low voice, "Jiang Fan has a strong body and rarely gets a fever, but once he's sick, it's not mild. Hey, Qingqing, let me tell you, treat your husband better."

"Hmm... hmm? Tang Wan, can you have some dignity? Jiang Fan and you are divorced. You're just debtors now."

"Hmm, but I'll go to Jiang Fan's hometown for the New Year, and I'll still call Jiang Fan's mother 'mother'. She'll still cook chicken for me. Envious? Jealous? I'll send you pictures later."

Su Qing's hand, which was stroking Jiang Fan's face, turned into a pinch, but unfortunately, Jiang Fan had fallen asleep again, so he couldn't feel it.

Hearing that Tang Wan could go home for the New Year, Su Qing felt uncomfortable. Maybe at the beginning, she just wanted to compete with Tang Wan, but now she found that she was really interested in this sick man.

When a woman is interested in a man, it can be said that she has developed a liking for him.

Su Qing likes Jiang Fan.

The two women in the kitchen bustled around and made breakfast. Almost all of it was done by Tong Yao alone. Ji Jing could cook, but she was far less skilled than Tong Yao, who was almost a professional chef.

They had sticky millet porridge. The millet was brought by Jiang Fan's mother and father-in-law last time. Tong Yao cooked a few small dishes and steamed two small bowls of egg custard, one for Jiang Fan and one for herself.

She didn't intend to prepare anything for the other women.

At the table, Jiang Fan ate two bites and went back to the second floor without saying anything. He climbed the stairs step by step, refusing help from everyone. When he returned to his room, Jiang Fan felt like the sky was collapsing. He lay down on the tatami mat, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Jiang Fan felt like he was lying in a fire. When he opened his eyes, he was sweating all over, as if he had just taken a shower. Jiang Fan struggled to sit up and felt much more awake. He turned his head and looked at the sky outside.

It was cloudy, and it seemed like it might rain again.

Jiang Fan's mood instantly improved. He opened the window and let the wind blow. His mind, like a computer, slowly booted up, thinking about what happened yesterday.

Yesterday, Tu Xiao should have known that he was with Tang Wan. He had a purpose in asking Su Qing to come over. Did Tu Xiao want to show kindness to Su Qing? Tu Xiao and Tang Wan owed each other nothing. Tu Xiao's thoughts were more focused on Su Qing.

This guy probably heard some gossip from Guan Dagou.

Tu Xiao gave up on Changxiang and focused solely on Rongyao. He said it was a family dinner, and by inviting Su Qing, he had sided with her. As for the trouble, it was Jiang Fan's trouble.

Cursing Tu Xiao, the old fox, for his cunning, Jiang Fan closed the window and descended the stairs. Just at that moment, the raindrops began to fall.

The four women in the living room were each busy with their own tasks. Tongyao was preparing lessons on Tang Wan's computer, Su Qing was holding her phone and seemed to be busy with work, and Jijing had found a mat somewhere and was doing yoga.

Miss Tang Wan was lying like a corpse.

She was lying straight on the sofa, staring at the ceiling.

Jiang Fan forced a smile towards the women.

"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

Tang Wan lifted her head and glanced at Jiang Fan, saying softly,

"Pork with brown sauce."

Su Qing didn't even look at Jiang Fan and said,

"Make whatever you're good at."

Tongyao was even more straightforward.

"Whatever is expensive, we'll eat that."

Finally, it was Jijing who smiled at Jiang Fan.

"I'll go home to eat."

Looking at the four women, Jiang Fan smiled.

"It's raining outside, and it looks like it won't stop for a while. Why not stay for another night? I'm going to the supermarket downstairs to buy groceries. Who wants to go with me?"

The four women simultaneously sat up straight, their eyes alertly sizing each other up. Tang Wan and Su Qing gave up at the same time. Jijing thought for a moment and said innocently that doing yoga was too tiring, and she didn't want to move. Tongyao seized the opportunity to ridicule her.

"When you get older, you should exercise less."

"Miss Tong is young. Jiang Fan! Take Miss Tong with you."

Jiang Fan looked troubled.

This monster...

What a headache.