The whole world wants me to get divorced (MTL)

Chapter 9 Relapse of old injuries

Because the seduction plan failed miserably, Wen Yan was so angry that he couldn't sleep well all night. In his dream, his brows were furrowed and his mouth was flattened in grievance.

It was almost eleven o'clock when I woke up the next day.

Fortunately, it was the weekend and he didn't have to go to school. He rubbed his face, groped his way up to wash up, changed out of his sexy pajamas and pushed them into the bottom of the box, put on his little yellow duck pajamas again, and staggered downstairs.

But when he walked into the living room, he suddenly realized that the room seemed a little too quiet. Even if there is no one in the living room, the housekeeper can't even be seen busy in the kitchen. The housekeeper usually asked him if he wanted breakfast, but he didn't call him today.

Neither Rong Xiao nor the housekeeper would stay in bed like him. Wen Yan wandered around the first floor and was suspecting that the two of them had gone out, when he saw the housekeeper coming down the stairs with a tray, and there was a faint feeling between his eyebrows. Yu color.

Wen Yan saw that he came down from the third floor. Rong Xiao lived on the third floor. He asked strangely, "Isn't Rong Xiao up yet?"

It shouldn't be, he hasn't seen Rong Xiao get up later than eight o'clock in so many days.

The butler hesitated to speak, then nodded lightly and said, "Sir, I'm a little uncomfortable. I'll do whatever the young master wants to eat today."

Wen Yan didn't think too much. He was still thinking like a human being and thought it was normal to have a headache and fever. When he was a child, he would refuse to get out of bed even if the weather was bad.

But when the housekeeper walked past him with a tray, he smelled a strong medicinal smell, with a faint fishy smell. He raised his eyes and saw that there was a small white jade bowl on the tray. The bowl was empty, but there were some traces of medicine left on it.

The smell hit the tip of Yan Yan's nose, and he suddenly realized something was wrong.

How could a terrifyingly powerful monster like Rong Xiao be as fragile as a mortal? It was obviously not a minor illness that could make him bedridden.

He grabbed the housekeeper and asked, "Are you giving this medicine to Rong Xiao?"

He was not stupid, and he quickly remembered why he was sent here and why he became Rong Xiao's fiancé.

It was because Rong Xiao was injured and needed his spiritual bones for treatment.

It's just that Rong Xiao has been acting calmly and without any signs of injury. He hasn't heard Rong Xiao mention his injury since he came here, so he ignored it unknowingly.

"Is he suffering from an injury?" Wen Yan asked nervously.

The housekeeper sighed, realizing that Wen Yan had guessed it.

Mr. Rong asked him not to talk too much, but under the same roof, injuries were occurring more and more frequently, and he couldn't hide it even if he wanted to.

"Yes, sir, the wound is open. I gave him some medicine just now, which can suppress it for a while." The butler pulled Wen Yan toward the restaurant, "But he should be resting now. Young Master, please have lunch first."

Wen Yan couldn't help but look back at the third floor.

He ate the meal absent-mindedly, and the butler failed to arouse his interest even when he made his favorite strawberry tart.

Because of the overturned temptation yesterday, he was a little reluctant to face Rong Xiao today. Now that he got what he wanted, he was not happy at all.