For several days, Xiao Long seemed to hold his breath from all the things Qiao Xin was doing. How not, the woman seemed busy half to death with her practice. To forget the time, forget to eat, even forget to rest, though. Xiao Long could even see very clearly that Qiao Xin's body had started to bruise a lot, either from exhaustion or her body accidentally bumped into the objects around her. Even the little body looked thin and pale.

Xiao Long could only hold his breath, and he didn't understand Qiao Xin at all. That woman was truly beyond Xiao Long's limits. How could it not be, at first, Xiao Long thought that Qiao Xin married him only because of her want to wealth, power, and wish to be the Young Lady of Han in this house and was reluctant to do anything? But, what Xiao Long thought slightly changed, even to please Grandpa Xiao Long, and teacher all the lessons given by her seven private tutors so that they wouldn't be fired, Qiao Xin would do something this crazy, train to this crazy, even making Xiao Long not understand why a woman like Qiao Xin would choose to make things difficult for herself just for other people. It's like a completely useless sacrifice.

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Xiao Long glanced at Qiao Xin, and the woman seemed to sit limply and lay her head on the table. Even though when Xiao Long took a shower earlier, Qiao Xin still seemed to be practising. While walking slowly and tidying up his bath towel, Xiao Long approached Qiao Xin. The woman didn't seem to move at all, and her breathing seemed to be very fast, causing Xiao Long to frown. Xiao Long knew that if Qiao Xin slept, her breathing would appear calm and steady. But now, how could Qiao Xin's breath seem so shallow and heavy. The day after tomorrow was the day the event was held, and Qiao Xin could only teacher half of the exercises she had learned so far.

Xiao Long then crouched down, and he looked at Qiao Xin's pale face. Her cheeks were red, causing Xiao Long to frown in confusion.

Is this woman sick?

Or did this woman faint?

Xiao Long then put the back of his hand to his forehead, and then Xiao Long put the back of his hand to Qiao Xin. Xiao Long was shocked to see Qiao Xin's body temperature was so high. Yes, the woman had a fever. The woman had fallen ill due to her strength being too forced to do the exercises without stopping. Xiao Long chuckled at that.

"You crazy woman," Xiao Long mumbled, his jaw clenched, his eyes glaring at Qiao Xin unblinkingly. Qiao Xin's innocent face seemed to tease his heart, for then Xiao Long gasped, rubbed his face roughly, then he immediately lifted Qiao Xin's body and laid down on the bed.

Xiao Long quickly changed clothes, and then he went out to find a tub with warm water and a towel to compress Qiao Xin, not forgetting the medicine he was looking for in the medicine box. But there wasn't anything there, only a few herbs that Xiao Long didn't know what they were for. Then he paused, opening his phone to see what he could do to help ease the fever on the internet. After he concocted some herbs, Xiao Long immediately rushed into his room, carrying a tub filled with warm water along with a towel and a cup of herbs.

Xiao Long did not know, and his parents also saw his strange behaviour with his grandfather. A very surprising behaviour, how could it not be, a Xiao Long has been known by the most anti-person in the house with his name entering the kitchen, now suddenly the man is in the kitchen and concocting herbal ingredients, it's an extraordinary thing. For a Xiao Long.

"Anyway, what happened to Qiqi? Why does Xiao seem so busy in the kitchen? The first time in Xiao's life to go to the kitchen, isn't that a very extraordinary thing? Even when I tried to ask him for an important matter in the kitchen, he really didn't want to," Xiao Long's mother mumbled.

The three of them could only mumble while smiling to themselves, and then they decided to leave.

Xiao Long entered with a bit of difficulty as he opened and closed the door, then he walked over to Qiao Xin, sat down beside Qiao Xin and put down the glass and tub he had brought. Xiao Long carefully put in the towel filled with warm water, squeezed it tightly, then he put a compress on Qiao Xin's forehead.

Xiao Long fell silent again and looked at Qiao Xin's sleeping face, a very strange thing when Xiao Long was able to look at women with such deep gazes. He opened a drawer in his cupboard, took out an ointment that he had there, carefully Xiao Long inspected Qiao Xin's entire body. The bruises on her body were numerous, and there were some scratches on them. Xiao Long attentively smeared Qiao Xin's wounds, and then he fell silent again.

"You crazy woman, why did you have to do everything like this? Don't you love yourself? Shouldn't you just refuse? There's nothing wrong with your refusal, now you're sick like this who's to lose? Yourself, I do not understand and do not understand you. No wonder you are easily fooled by people near you, because you are very stupid. Yes, you are the stupidest woman ever," Xiao Long continued to mumble while scolding Qiao Xin as if Qiao Xin was conscious and heard his anger.

Xiao Long finally rested on his chin while compressing Qiao Xin's body until Xiao Long fell asleep. And again, Xiao Chuan, who seemed curious about what was going on, peeked out from behind Xiao Long's unlocked door. Xiao Chuan seemed to be smiling, seeing what was happening there, and Xiao Long was sitting up, sleeping beside Qiao Xin, who was asleep on the bed. Xiao Long's hand gripped Qiao Xin's hand tightly as if the two had quite a real emotional closeness. Xiao Chuan smiled again. What he estimated was never wrong. During this time, Xiao Chuan had never seen his grandson care about people this much. His grandson was too indifferent and ignored others. Let alone caring for someone who was sick, and now that the evidence he saw was very clear, seeing Xiao Long so caring and caring for Qiao Xin was a perfect thing. Yes, it was perfect for making Xiao Chuan feel at ease if one day he died. He didn't have to worry anymore because Xiao Chuan knew that his grandson was in the hands of the right woman.

"Father, don't we need to call the family doctor to check Qiqi?" Xiao Long's father also asked Xiao Chuan because, after all, they finally found out that Qiao Xin was currently sick.

Xiao Chuan shook his head, still with that big smile. "No need, there is a much more suitable figure to take care of our Qiqi," Xiao Chuan replied.

The boy smiled, then nodded his head vigorously.

"What Father said is true, in fact Xiao has changed a lot now. Whether he realizes it or not, the truth is that Xiao Long has slowly changed for the better after meeting Qiqi."

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Qiao Xin seemed to blink as she felt something strange on her forehead, even with something heavy on her hands and stomach this morning. When Qiao Xin opened her eyes and realized that the strange thing on her forehead was a towel that even still looked wet, she seemed confused. Qiao Xin was even more surprised to see Xiao Long sleeping beside her, holding her right hand and Xiao Long's other hand hugging her stomach. Qiao Xin was silent for a moment. She was about to wake Xiao Long up but couldn't bear it. Since Qiao Xin knew that Xiao Long could take care of her all night when she was sick, Qiao Xin didn't expect that Xiao Long would take care of her like this with her own hands. Even to the point that Xiao Long fell asleep sitting up and even allowed her to sleep on the bed all night. Even though Qiao Xin herself felt strange about Xiao Long's attitude, at least for once, Qiao Xin knew that Xiao Long wasn't as bad as what she had in mind. Yes, Xiao Long wasn't as evil as Qiao Xin thought.

Qiao Xin seemed to flinch as Xiao Long's hands started to move restlessly, then Qiao Xin pretended to sleep again and put the towel over her forehead again. Xiao Long looked awake, and he looked at Qiao Xin, who he thought was still asleep. Xiao Long also looked at the watch on his wrist, then he took Qiao Xin's compress and checked Qiao Xin's temperature. After Xiao Long knew that Qiao Xin's fever had gone down, the sigh of relief sounded so real. Xiao Long took the compress and placed it in the tub. Yes, Qiao Xin no longer needed the compress.

After that, Xiao Long returned to take the ointment that he used last night to treat Qiao Xin's body wounds. He began to smear Qiao Xin's bruises, then Xiao Long glanced at his cellphone, which was ringing, then he took the cellphone, and Qiao Xin could peek from her slightly closed eyes.

"Young Mr. Han, there is a meeting at 9:00 a.m. today."

"Rearrange the meeting at 11.00, I can't get to the office fast."

"What is it, Young Mr. Han? You're not usually like this, did something happen?"

"My wife is sick, Tao. I have to take care of her first."

Warm, that was how Qiao Xin's heartfelt. Her hands seemed to move when she heard Xiao Long's words. Then Qiao Xin smiled bitterly inwardly. Why did she feel touched? Xiao Long could have said that because, indeed, this was Xiao Long's play, being a perfect husband for his wife.