Travel through Teyvat and spend your life with Linghua

Chapter 247 Linghua is sick

Xinyang looked at Linghua's back as she hurried back to the bedroom, shook his head helplessly, and muttered: "I don't know what this little girl is tinkering with." But he became more and more curious about what kind of clothes Linghua was going to cut, but since Linghua didn't let him watch, he could only stay put.

In the afternoon, sunlight streamed softly through the window into Chen Gehu's living room. Xinyang wandered around the room bored for a few times, occasionally glancing toward the bedroom, still filled with curiosity about the clothes Linghua had tailored.

"How about taking a sneak peek? Just a quick look, I shouldn't be discovered." This thought popped up in Xinyang's mind. Just as he was about to walk towards the bedroom, he stopped immediately.

"No, no, Linghua said not to look. What if we accidentally find out and Linghua gets angry?" Xinyang shook his head again.

"Let's use the wind element to feel it secretly. Even if we are discovered, Linghua will not be able to say anything. After all, it was the wind that saw it. What does it have to do with me?" Xinyang did it as soon as he said it. He walked to the bedroom door and used a small amount of wind elemental power to explore the situation inside.

Unlike the busy figure of Linghua in the imagination, Linghua was lying on the bed and sleeping in the room.

"It's already this late, and you're still sleeping. You must be tired." Xinyang muttered softly, put away the wind elemental power, and tiptoed into the bedroom.

The big pair of scissors and some scraps of cloth were still lying next to Linghua, but no clothes were seen.

Xinyang looked at the scissors on the bed with a lingering fear in his heart. He secretly thanked God that Linghua did not hurt herself when she turned over in her sleep. Xinyang carefully reached out and took the scissors to the cabinet beside the bed, placing them with the sharp end facing outwards.

Looking at the sleeping Linghua, Xinyang suddenly noticed that Linghua's face was unusually flushed.

Xinyang was shocked and quickly reached out to touch Linghua's forehead. It was a little warm. Linghua had a fever.

"Why do I have a fever?" Xinyang muttered as he went to the kitchen to boil water. This action also woke up the sleeping Linghua.

Linghua opened her eyes slightly, her consciousness still a little fuzzy, and she felt a little dizzy. She saw Xinyang's back in a trance and called out weakly, "Xinyang..."

Hearing Linghua's voice, Xinyang retracted the steps he had just taken, turned back, walked a few steps to the bedside, and held Linghua's hand: "Don't be afraid, I'm here. How do you feel? Your forehead is a little hot, you have a fever."

Linghua shook her head gently and said weakly: "I'm fine, just a little weak. I'll be fine after sleeping for a while." Then she tried to force a smile, not wanting to make Xinyang worry too much.

Xinyang looked at Linghua with concern and said, "Stop talking. I'll go boil some hot water. Drink some hot water later and have a nap. I'll go find Doctor Bai to get some medicine." After that, Xinyang covered Linghua with a quilt and went to boil water.

When Xinyang returned to the bedroom with a cup of hot water, Linghua looked much better and even sat up.

"Why are you sitting up? Drink some hot water and lie down quickly." Xinyang walked to the bed and handed the hot water to Linghua.

Linghua took the water cup and took a sip. Her voice was much more energetic than before. "Don't worry, I just have a low-grade fever. I probably caught a cold this morning. I just had a nap and I feel much better now."

Xinyang touched Linghua's forehead anxiously again. It seemed that the temperature had dropped a lot. He breathed a sigh of relief. "You are sick. How can I not be anxious? Drink more hot water and get some sleep. I will go to Bubulu to ask Doctor Bai and see if he should prescribe some medicine."

Linghua grabbed Xinyang's hand and said, "No need to go through so much trouble. I'm fine now. If you don't believe me, just look. I can go out for a few steps without any problem." After saying that, Linghua was about to get out of bed.

Xinyang stopped Linghua: "I believe it, I believe it, don't come down."

Xinyang looked at Linghua helplessly, his eyes full of doting and concern: "It's always okay to be careful. Even if you feel better, don't move around so hastily. What if you feel unwell again?"

Linghua sat back on the bed and playfully stuck out her tongue, "I know, I just want you to stop worrying so much. Look, I'm really fine now. Don't bother Doctor Bai anymore."

Xin Yang gently tapped Ling Hua's nose and said, "Be obedient. If nothing else, just let me know to put my mind at ease. I'll go ask Doctor Bai."

Linghua curled her lips: "You don't believe me. I told you it's okay, but you still want to go."

Seeing Linghua like this, Xinyang felt helpless. He sat down beside the bed, gently embraced Linghua in his arms, and said softly, "How could I not trust you? I'm just too worried about you. If I can't confirm your physical condition, I won't be at ease either."

Linghua leaned in Xinyang's arms and whispered, "I know you care about me, but I really feel completely well now. Going to Bubu Lu will take time and be troublesome."

Xinyang gently stroked Linghua's hair: "It's not a big deal. It's just a short distance. I'll just consider it as exercise."

Linghua hesitated for a moment and whispered, "I'll tell you the truth. Actually... I don't want you to go see Doctor Bai because I've heard from customers in the store that Liyue's medicine is extremely bitter. If you drink it once, your mouth will be bitter for the whole day."

Xinyang gently lifted Linghua's chin and said, "Silly girl, good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease. If the medicine Baizhu prescribed is bitter, I'll add some honey to neutralize it. After you finish the medicine, I'll prepare some snacks you like, okay?"

Linghua was still a little hesitant: "But I'm still worried that my mouth will be bitter all day long, and nothing will taste good then."

Xinyang glanced at Linghua's evasive gaze, then touched her forehead. "Alright, since you don't want to take the medicine, let's just observe. Let's make a deal: if the fever doesn't go away by tomorrow morning, you'll have to take the medicine."

When Linghua heard this, her eyes lit up instantly: "Great, thank you my dear husband, I promise I will be fine tomorrow." After saying that, she kissed Xinyang.

Xinyang was stunned for a moment, then she reacted and wiped her mouth with a look of disgust: "You still have a fever, why are you kissing me?"

The smile on Linghua's face froze instantly, a trace of loss flashed in her eyes, and she whispered: "I... I was just too happy and forgot that I had a fever." Linghua lowered her head, like a child who had done something wrong, and did not dare to look at Xinyang again.

Seeing Linghua like this, Xinyang's heart suddenly tightened, and he regretted his previous words that were so hurtful. He quickly lifted Linghua's face and said gently, "Baby, I was just kidding. I'm so happy that you kissed me. As long as you can get better soon, not just one kiss, but as many times as you want will do." After saying this, he kissed Linghua back.