After the eldest sister-in-law of a fishing family became a widow, her disabled younger brother-in-l

Chapter 8 Men and women are not intimate with each other

In the corridor outside the guest room, Jiang Yuyue was about to return to her room when Jiang Huanxi stopped her at the door.

Seeing his aggressive demeanor, Jiang Yuyue had already guessed what he was going to say next.

as predicted--

"Sister, why are you taking such good care of him?" Jiang Huanxi blurted out. "He's so sickly, he can barely breathe even in a wheelchair, he probably won't make it to the capital, why are you still—"

"Ah Xi, be careful with your words and actions."

"I..." He looked at Jiang Yuyue's suddenly cold face and realized that his words and actions had been too extreme.

He took in Xie Jinglan's coldness and couldn't understand why Jiang Yuyue was protecting him so much.

Just because you love the Xie family so much that you extend that love to their relatives?

But they are clearly a family!

"I was wrong, I'm sorry." Jiang Huanxi lowered her head, looking aggrieved.

Jiang Yuyue couldn't bear it and said, "He's already a dying man, why should you be angry with him? You still have to put on a good show on the surface. Ah Xi, you've heard your mother say that you can't always do whatever you want."

My younger brother looks tall, but he's still a child at heart.

Before setting off, Madam Jiang had already discussed the pros and cons with Jiang Huanxi.

Jiang Huanxi clenched his fists, fully aware of his current predicament.

"Okay, I understand... I won't cause trouble for my sister."

After comforting her younger brother, Jiang Yuyue breathed a sigh of relief and went back to her room to rest, so she could set off for the capital tomorrow.

However, the unexpected always comes first, before the plan.

The next morning, Ji Xiang hurriedly knocked on the door of Jiang Yuyue's room.

“Young Madam, the young master has caught a cold and suddenly developed a high fever. He needs to rest and may not be able to continue his journey.”

Jiang Yuyue put on her coat and immediately went next door to check.

Just as Jiang Yuyue was about to step into the room, Jixiang's heart clenched, and she was about to stop her, "Young Madam, you..."

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Yuyue had already walked to the bedside and carefully examined the man's condition.

His pale skin was tinged with an eerie red, and fine beads of sweat appeared, indicating that he had a high fever.

Jiang Yuyue reached out to grab his wrist, but as soon as she touched it, it was gripped instead.

"You still have the strength?" Jiang Yuyue raised an eyebrow, looking at her wrist that was being gripped.

Xie Jinglan immediately released her hand as if she had touched a hot iron, turning her face away to avoid looking at her.

"Sister-in-law, between us... men and women should not touch each other."

Ok?

Jiang Yuyue suddenly realized that she had rushed in to check on Xie Jinglan because he was seriously ill, and hadn't thought much about it.

Xie Jinglan actually thought of this?

"At this critical moment, how can we worry about so much?" Jiang Yuyue grabbed his hand directly; his pulse was burning hot, indicating a high fever.

With the diagnosis in hand, she acted decisively, saying, "Your body is already weak, and this high fever cannot be delayed. I will perform acupuncture and medicinal baths for you."

After saying that, she instructed Jixiang to boil water, and then she helped Xie Jinglan take off his clothes.

Jixiang stood frozen in place, while Xiaoliu, standing outside the door, was pacing anxiously in circles.

"Young...Young Madam, this...this won't do!"

Jiang Yuyue ignored him and turned to Jixiang sternly, saying, "Hurry up and go, or else you'll be collecting your young master's corpse?!"

Seeing that she didn't seem to be doing anything, Jixiang was intimidated and was afraid that something might happen, so she didn't dare to delay and did it.

Jiang Yuyue continued to take off her clothes, pulling them down to her shoulders to reveal her collarbone, through which the taut muscle lines were faintly visible.

Xie Jinglan suddenly grabbed her hand again, stopping her from doing anything further.

This time he used some force, and Jiang Yuyue couldn't break free.

She exclaimed in surprise, "When it comes to life and death, you're still worrying about these traditional male-female boundaries?"

Xie Jinglan pursed his lips, his body burning hot.

Jiang Yuyue tugged again, but still couldn't move, and was somewhat speechless.

"Never mind, you wait here, let Ah Xi give you acupuncture."

She asked Xiao Liu to call Jiang Huanxi over. Xie Jinglan had just caught his breath and was about to let go when he collided with the force of Jiang Yuyue pulling away...

Jiang Yuyue accidentally fell onto him.

"...!"

The two looked at each other.

A crack appeared in Xie Jinglan's calm and composed eyes, and even the tips of his ears felt hot.

Jiang Yuyue was stunned by the hard chest and before she could react, she caught a glimpse of Xiao Liu leading Jiang Huanxi to the door.

Their extremely intimate posture was on full display.

Jiang Huanxi, Xiaoliu:! ! !

Auspiciousness comes out after boiling water: !!! !!!

Jiang Yuyue immediately flipped off the bed and walked casually to Jiang Huanxi's side, patting him on the shoulder.

"Ah Xi, it's up to you now."

After saying that, before Jiang Huanxi could recover from her shock, she walked out and thoughtfully closed the door behind her.

Ji Xiang hesitated, but ultimately, at his master's signal, he kept quiet.

Half an hour later, Jiang Huanxi walked out with a dark face.

Upon hearing the sound, Jiang Yuyue stepped forward and asked, "How is the situation?"

Jiang Huanxi pursed her lips and said in a calm voice, "The high fever has subsided, but the patient's condition is unstable and she needs to be observed for a few more days."

Hearing that nothing was wrong, Jiang Yuyue was relieved.

It seems Xie Jinglan is really a sickly person; we need to take good care of him. The trip to the capital can't be rushed.

However, when I accidentally bumped into Xie Jinglan's chest just now, it was rock hard, and it didn't look like the body of someone suffering from a serious illness at all...

She rested her chin on her hand, somewhat puzzled.

Seeing Jiang Yuyue's worried expression turn to peace, Jiang Huanxi felt even more conflicted, but he kept her words to himself and ultimately didn't say anything.

With the departure postponed, Jiang Yuyue has been taking meticulous care of Xie Jinglan these past few days.

Knowing the truth, Jixiang wanted to stop her, but she had a valid reason and she couldn't stop her.

……

Three days later, after things were settled there, Xie Jinglan no longer needed to feign illness and finally set off.

Having learned from the previous experience, Jiang Yuyue kept a close eye on Xie Jinglan throughout the journey, fearing that he might fall ill again.

At each stop along the way, he would make a point of lifting the curtain of Xie Jinglan's carriage to take a peek.

Once or twice is fine, but three, four, or five times...

Jiang Yuyue lifted the curtain and met the man on the bed with a cold look in his eyes.

"How many times does my sister-in-law want to watch it before she's satisfied?"

Jiang Yuyue blinked lightly, looking quite innocent, and said, "I was just trying to be helpful, why are you so cold, Third Brother?"

"I dare not trouble my sister-in-law with too much concern."

"I don't mind the trouble, so you should stop worrying all the time and wasting your energy and health." She smiled, unmoved by reason.

Xie Jinglan touched his brow with his fingertips, trying to rub away his irritation.

Fortunately, Jiang Yuyue saw that he was alright and left after saying that.

However, their good fortune was short-lived, as another unexpected event occurred. The outskirts were desolate, and there wasn't even an inn to rest in, so they had no choice but to spend the night outdoors.

After setting up the tent, Jiang Yuyue sat in front of the torch, munching on dry rations.

Jiang Huanxi stared at the steamed bun in his hand, then glanced at Jiang Yuyue across from him.

"Are we only allowed to eat steamed buns?"

Jiang Yuyue shrugged, "There's nothing I can do. It's the mourning period, so we only had dry food in the car."

There were no inns, so they could only eat steamed buns in the wild with soup made from grass roots.

Jiang Huanxi: "..."

The Jiang family had raised them in luxury since childhood, and they had never lacked money. They had never been in such dire straits before.

Just as he was resigned to eating his steamed bun, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure quickly passing by and about to get into the car.

Jiang Yuyue spoke first, poking at the hot steamed bun, and called out, "Jixiang, come and take dinner to your young master."