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Chapter 63: Chapter 63: Old Master, the Young Master
Can’t be Awakened 1
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The old man saw her and showed a kind smile, “Did you come back with Tianling?”
Jian Yufei was taken aback, then nodded shyly.
It seems that grandfather was aware that she didn’t return home last night, and that Ruan Tianling had gone looking for her.
“Yufei, come and help grandfather water the flowers.” The old man handed her the watering can, and Jian Yufei took it with both hands.
She enjoyed doing things with her grandfather which made her feel her life was relaxed.
As the old man busied himself, he chatted with her, and Jian Yufei began talking about her childhood.
Ruan Anguo suddenly sighed with a touch of sadness, “Your father passed away early, when you were only six years old. It’s hard for you to have lost your father at such a young age.”
Jian Yufei’s impressions of her father had already become blurred.
In her memory, she vaguely remembered a tall man who often picked her up and playfully prodded her face with his beard.
But her father had been gone for many years, and she didn’t feel overly sad in her heart.
“Grandfather, although I lost my father, I gained a very loving grandfather. I have never had a grandfather since childhood. In my heart, you are my real grandfather,” Jian Yufei sincerely said.
The old man laughed delightedly. His aged face was kind and gentle, filled with the warmth of love for the younger generation.
After tending to the flowers for two hours, Jian Yufei returned to her bedroom to wash her hands and change clothes.
As she entered her room, she saw Ruan Tianling wrapped in a quilt, sleeping.
He was only wearing white cotton home pants, his upper body naked-. One hand was holding the quilt, and one leg was draped over it— he was sleeping in a truly awkward position.
Jian Yufei glanced at him, took her clothes to the bathroom to change, and then left.
When it was time for dinner, Jian Yufei and the old man sat at the dining table, and a servant went upstairs to call Ruan Tianling.
The Ruan family wasn’t that crowded during lunchtime. Only at dinner would the whole family gather together.
There were only the three of them for dinner today.
The servant went up but quickly came back down.
“Old Master, the young master cannot be woken. I knocked three times, and he did not respond.”
“Yufei, you go and wake him up.”
“Okay.” Jian Yufei went upstairs to the bedroom. In the room, Ruan Tianling
was still asleep, sleeping in the same awkward position, one of his pillows had fallen onto the floor.
She picked up the pillow and put it aside, then gently pushed him, “It’s time to get up for dinner.”
He did not wake up after she called once, so she raised her voice.
Ruan Tianling opened his eyes groggily, looking very confused, “What’s happening?”
“It’s time for dinner.’
“Don’t want to eat…” He furrowed his brows, seeming very uncomfortable.
Jian Yufei saw his flushed face and hoarse voice, and knew that he was probably catching a cold.
She reached out to feel his forehead, found it to be very hot, then quickly withdrew her hand and went downstairs.
The family doctor arrived shortly after and took his temperature, gave him an injection and left some medicine, saying, “Have someone watch him. If his temperature hasn’t dropped in two hours, call me.”
Ruan Anguo leaned on his cane and nodded, “Okay, we understand.”
After the doctor had left, the old man said to Jian Yufei, “You stay and take care of him.
“I understand, Grandfather.’
Even if the grandfather hadn’t requested it, she would have volunteered to take care of him. That he fell ill, was her fault.
If she hadn’t pushed him into the pool during the day yesterday, or if she had covered him with the quilt at night, he wouldn’t have caught a cold.
Despite despising him in her heart and not wishing to have too much contact with him..