Can't Afford to Offend My Scheming Disciple

96. Catching a Cold

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

Zhuo Hua boiled some water and wiped the child’s body with the warm water. He was afraid that the child would catch a cold, so he went to brew the herb for cold that he kept at home.

When Zhuo Hua was brewing the herb, Nan Chen opened his eyes. He regretted disguising as a child. When Zhuo Hua had been wiped his body, he actually… Only god knew how hard it was for him to suppress this sexual impulse.

In a short time, there wafted a burst of bitter herb smell in the courtyard. Then Zhuo Hua came in with a bowl of black herbal decoction, and Nan Chen quickly closed his eyes.

Zhuo Hua helped the child in bed sit up and fed the decoction to him with a spoon. As soon as the medicine entered the child’s mouth, the child furrowed his brow. Obviously, he didn’t like its taste.

“This can help you get better soon.” Zhuo Hua said gently, no matter whether the child in bed could hear.

Nan Chen almost opened his eyes because of the bitterness, but he finally fought down the urge with a frown.

The next second, Nan Chen heard Zhuo Hua’s tone like coaxing a child. His voice was so gentle, as if feathers swept away from his heart.

Noticing that the child eased his brow, Zhuo Hua smiled and continued to feed him the decoction.

After feeding the medicine, Zhuo Hua heaved a sigh of relief. He touched the kid’s forehead and felt it a little hot. Zhuo Hua himself also had a large bowl of decoction, and he drank it up without turning a hair.

Having cleared away the bowls, Zhuo Hua sat on the bed and looked at the child.

He found that the child looked like Li. He was really cute like a jade doll. His dress showed that he didn’t belong to this village.

‘Do you come from another village?’

Zhuo Hua leaned against the headboard of the bed, feeling his head groggy, and soon fell asleep.

“Brother Zhuo Hua, brother Zhuo Hua?”

Zhuo Hua woke up and saw it was Zhang Ke’er who was calling him.

Seeing that Zhuo Hua awake, Zhang Ke’er let out a sigh of relief, “Brother Zhuo Hua, why did you fall asleep while sitting, why didn’t you sleep in bed…”

“Who is this child?” Suddenly seeing a child in bed, Zhang Ke’er was confused because this child was not from Hexian village.

“This child should have come from another village and happened to be saved by me.” Zhuo Hua said weakly. He just caught cold, so he was feeble.

“Brother Zhuo Hua, what’s the matter with you?” Zhang Ke’er had a bad omen, so she quickly put her hand on Zhuo Hua’s forehead, but it was so hot that she took her hand back right away.

“How can it be so hot? Wait, brother Zhuo Hua, I’ll get the doctor.” Zhang Ke’er said and ran out.

Zhuo Hua wanted to stop Zhang Ke’er, but he was a bit late.

Looking at the child in bed who hadn’t woken up yet, Zhuo Hua was thinking of something.

After a while, Zhang Ke’er brought the doctor, followed by Mrs. Zhang.

Zhuo Hua stretched out his hand. After three years, Zhuo Hua’s skin was still as fair as before.

The doctor pondered and took his pulse. A while later, he suddenly looked up at Zhuo Hua and said, “You…”

Zhuo Hua smiled and looked at the child in bed, “He is still in a coma. Can you check on him?”

The doctor felt helpless and took the child’s pulse as well.

The doctor put the kid’s hand into the quilt, “He is fine. But you, I have told you that you can’t fall into the cold water again, and you can’t catch a cold. You, you want to save him but there should have been other ways.”

Zhuo Hua smiled, “I have no choice by that time. I can’t watch the him being washed away by the stream.”

Zhang Ke’er and Mrs. Zhang stood aside, listening to their conversation and finally knowing what had happened.

“You… alas,” said Mrs. Zhang; she didn’t know what to say.