"If you want to make it clear to me, if you want to develop with women, you can make it clear to him at one time. If you don't want to break up with him, don't be with him and get involved with other women at the same time." Ji yanxuan said that when he saw the servant coming, he didn't say any more, and he had already finished.

"Sir, the porridge is ready." Said the servant.

"Porridge so late?" Ji Hanqing thinks that even if his father is hungry, he won't let his servant cook porridge so late.

The servant was about to answer, Ji yanxuan said, "you go first."

"Yes." The servant understood and said nothing more. He turned and left.

"If you're hungry, eat some porridge before you go to rest." Ji yanxuan said to his son.

"I just had a midnight snack." Ji Hanqing said that if he was forced to eat a bowl of porridge, he would not sleep well tonight.

"Then you go to rest and remember what I said." Ji yanxuan said.

"I know how to do it. Good night, Dad." Ji Hanqing said that she was going back to her room.

Ji yanxuan voice, "tonight to your original room to sleep."

Ji Hanqing thought that his father wanted him to think clearly, so he changed direction and went upstairs.

Ji yanxuan did not tell his son, in fact, is also some selfish.

He is not very clear about the relationship between his son and that woman, but it is not totally irrelevant that he is still together so late.

As a father, of course, he is selfish and wants his son to get married and have children, so even if he likes Xi bingche, he prefers his own son.

I don't want my son to see Xi bingche with a high fever tonight. I don't want my son to be soft hearted or reluctant to affect his final decision.

He gives his son a calm and fair choice. In the end, he respects his son's choice, but

He looked at the direction of Xi bingche's room, then turned around and went to the kitchen.

The servant had already filled the porridge. Before he asked, Ji yanxuan said directly, "I'll take the rest. You can have a rest."

"This..."

"Go ahead."

The servant nodded and went to rest.

Ji yanxuan took the bowl of porridge and went to Xi bingche's room.

He knows how to take care of people. After all, he brought up two children. Although he had servants, when Hanqing and Shaoyu were not sensible, many of them did it by themselves.

Entering the room, he turned on the light.

Put the bowl of porridge on the table, and he woke Xi bingche who was still asleep.

He knew that Xi bingche didn't eat anything today. The servant said that Xi bingche had no appetite for breakfast and didn't come out to eat at noon. At night, he knocked on the door and didn't respond directly, so he didn't trust to push the door in. Then he knew that Xi bingche had a fever and was in a coma. The servant gave him antipyretic, but it didn't work.

Xi bingche doesn't burn as badly as before, and his consciousness is quite clear.

So wake up, suddenly recognize Ji yanxuan.

He wanted to sit up, but he had no strength.

Ji yanxuan helped him up and let him lean on the head of the bed. Then he said, "you haven't eaten all day. Take this bowl of porridge, and then take the medicine. You'll be fine when you wake up."

"... now, is it late?" Xi bingche's voice is a little hoarse and weak.

"It's very late." Ji yanxuan did not say a few specific points.

"I can't afford to trouble my uncle to take care of me so late." Xi bingche didn't like to be taken care of originally, but he has always been taken care of since he hurt his leg.

Now even Ji yanxuan, who is cold and old-fashioned in the rumor, is in trouble to take care of him. Should we say lucky or ironic?

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