Lord An couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, and could only hear the girl's clear voice.

"I think this matter is very strange, and I want to know how hard they work," Baronate An's mind flashed to the scene of the workers wiping tears from their chapped hands yesterday.

He relented.

This is the first time Zhunjue An has softened his heart since he took over An's Group. He doesn't know why.

"I found it. I'll get you some water. You just lie down on the bed." After Lan Weiwan said that, he opened the bedroom door and ran out. After a while, he came over with a glass of water.

"Now, the water is warm. I have just tried it for you. This is Huoxiang Zhengqi water. This is anti-inflammatory medicine. Take it." Lan Weiwan spread out his palms and laid a few small pills on Lan Weiwan's hands.

In the palm of your hand.

Lord An looked up at Lan Weiwan, who also looked at him suspiciously.

"What's the matter? Are you tired of it?" Lan Weiwan asked.

Lord An did not speak, but his long eyelashes drooped slightly.

"Wait for me a moment," Lan Weiwan said and ran down again. After a while, he came back, sat next to Baron An and took out two candies from his pocket.

"Now, drink the medicine first, and then eat a candy. It won't be bitter anymore." Lan Weiwan blinked her almond-shaped eyes and looked at Baron An.

Lord An was absent-minded for a moment, then nodded, picked up the medicine next to him and drank it. Lan Weiwan immediately stuffed the candy into Lord An's mouth.

The sweet peach smell spread in the mouth, diluting the bitterness of the medicine. For the first time, Lord An felt that the medicine could be so delicious.

After seeing that Lord An was feeling better, Lan Weiwan stood up, picked up the water glass and put it aside, saying, "Are you going tomorrow?"

"I'm not going, I've finished my work today." Baron Count An's voice was still a little weak when he spoke, but the fever on his body had gone down a bit.

"I'm going to serve you a meal. Don't sleep yet. Wait for me to come." Lan Weiwan said to Baron An as if she was trying to coax a child.

Zhunjue An, contrary to his usual arrogant state, actually nodded obediently and said hello.

Lan Weiwan didn't say too much, and turned downstairs to serve the meal. Lan Weiwan fed Baron Baron An one mouthful at a time, and she found that today's arrogant President An was like a kitten, letting anyone caress her.

Zhunjue An didn't say anything. After finishing the meal, Mrs. Zhang put away the dishes and chopsticks.

"Go to sleep. You're tired today." Lan Weiwan laid Baron Count An down, covered him with a quilt, and was about to get up to take a shower, when Baron Count An's big hand suddenly grabbed Lan Weiwan's small hand.

"What's wrong? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Lan Weiwan asked.

"What are you going to do?" came the hoarse voice of Baron An.

"I'm going to take a shower and I'll be back soon." Lan Weiwan looked at the numerous wounds on Baronate An's big hand, a trace of distress flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared quickly.

"good."

After Lan Weiwan left, the room became quiet again. Lord An was slowly falling asleep, but he still wanted to wait for Lan Weiwan to come back before sleeping together.

Things in front of me are getting blurry.

When Lan Weiwan came back, he found that the person on the bed was already fast asleep. After tiptoeing into bed, Lan Weiwan only left a lamp on the bedside. He stretched out his hand and touched Lord An's forehead. It was no longer hot.

, Lan Weiwan could finally let go. Looking at the masked face of Lord An, Lan Weiwan slowly stretched out his hand, took Lord An's big hand, looked at the wound in his palm, and sat silently.

Apply medicine next to the bed.

When lying down, Lord An seemed to feel the cold air coming in from the people around him, and murmured softly. Lan Weiwan was afraid that his cold body would chill Lord An, so he quietly moved to the bed.

A pair of big hands suddenly appeared on his waist, and he took Lan Weiwan back into his arms. Even though he was sick, Lord An couldn't help but hold Lan Weiwan in his arms after he felt Lan Weiwan's breath.

Lan Weiwan's body stiffened, but considering that Baron Count An had not yet recovered, Lan Weiwan remained motionless and allowed Baron Count An to hold him. Slowly, Lan Weiwan began to feel sleepy, but

Lan Weiwan raised his head and looked at Baron An, with unknown emotions in his heart causing trouble. Lan Weiwan shook his head gently and closed his eyes.

The next day, when Lord An woke up, Lan Weiwan was still sleeping. He must have slept very late last night, which was why he was like this. Lord An had already recovered, and when he walked downstairs, he saw Mrs. Zhang cooking.

.

"I'll do it," said Baron An, standing aside.

After Mrs. Zhang heard the sound, she turned around and saw Lord An standing at the door of the kitchen.

"Sir, there's a lot of fumes in the kitchen. I can take care of this kind of thing." Mrs. Zhang said with a smile.

"I'll do it." Lord An said and walked into the kitchen and started cooking. He wanted to cook a meal for Lan Weiwan because he didn't know if he would have the chance to be with Lan Weiwan again in the future.

time to eat.

Three months, so fast, two months have passed.

For the first time, Baron An felt that time was passing so fast.

After Lan Weiwan got up, he was already used to no one around him, but suddenly he thought of Baron An, who was weak last night, and a string in his nerves suddenly tightened.

He hurriedly put on his clothes and walked downstairs, saying at the same time: "Leaving again early in the morning? It really doesn't make me worry!"

But when she walked downstairs, Lan Weiwan suddenly smelled the aroma of rice. In the kitchen was the back of Baron An, who was busy.

"Are you awake? Let's eat." Baronate An said and took out the desserts and porridge.

"You...are you okay?" Lan Weiwan asked doubtfully.

"It's alright, it's okay." A faint smile appeared on Lord An's lips, and for a moment Lan Weiwan thought he had seen it wrong.

Well, it seemed that the disease was indeed cured. After Lan Weiwan sat down, he began to eat happily.

"Sister-in-law Zhang, today's meal is so delicious!" Lan Weiwan said while eating her meal.

"Madam, this is the meal cooked by Mr. Zhang." Mrs. Zhang stood aside and said.

After Lan Weiwan heard this, he looked at Baron Count An in surprise. The expression in Baron Count An's eyes was still light, but he was also expecting something.

"It turns out that Chef An cooked the food! It's delicious!" Lan Weiwan said, suddenly thinking that she was going to meet An San tonight.

"By the way, I have something to do tonight, so I may come back later." Lan Weiwan said while poking the bunny cake with a fork.

"Come back early." Baron An said.

Lan Weiwan's beautiful almond-shaped eyes looked at Baron An in surprise.

Lan Weiwan's beautiful almond-shaped eyes showed a surprised look, and she looked straight at Lord An.

"You...what did you say?" Lan Weiwan seemed not to have expected that Baron An would agree to her plan to go out at night so happily.

"Leave early and come back early. Do you need me to see you off?" Baronate An asked calmly.
Chapter completed!