After handing the medicine packets to the Mountain Master and teachers, Su Yaoguang no longer concerned herself with the epidemic and stayed by Zhou Wangshu’s side to care for him.
Though Zhou Wangshu was somewhat more spirited, he was still repeatedly having fevers. Su Yaoguang didn’t dare leave his side, constantly staying in the room to help him dissipate the heat.
When Zhou Wangshu woke up again, he saw Su Yaoguang lying by the bed, her face worn and haggard, a different look flashing in his eyes.
There was dirt on her face, and he wanted to wipe it off for her, but then remembered he might still carry the illness and didn’t dare touch her.
He picked up the cloak beside him and draped it over her.
Su Yaoguang was awakened by him, sat up, and felt his forehead: "It’s gone down again. I hope you don’t get a fever again, otherwise, even my iron constitution won’t hold up."
Zhou Wangshu lowered his eyes: "It’s my fault. If it weren’t for taking care of me, you wouldn’t be so exhausted. You actually don’t need to worry about me; none of the other students have anyone caring for them, and the academy will send someone."
Seeing him like this, Su Yaoguang felt guilty.
"I don’t mean to complain, I just feel sorry for you always having fevers, fearing it’s bad for your health."
If there’s anyone in this world who doesn’t want to be sick, it’s naturally the patient himself. He’s already so pitiful being ill, and her words were really unwarranted, making Su Yaoguang want to bite her own tongue in regret.
There was a sound of something heavy falling outside.
Hearing the sound, Su Yaoguang opened the window to see a student lying outside.
"Someone’s fainted outside," Su Yaoguang said, preparing to go out.
Zhou Wangshu stopped her: "It’s definitely someone who’s fallen ill, don’t touch them randomly, just find someone to carry them."
"I’ll go take a look first," Su Yaoguang said, "Don’t worry, I’ve covered my nose and mouth and brought along the medicine pouch Jing’er made. I’ve been taking care of you for so long without getting sick, just taking a look won’t be a problem."
Su Yaoguang stepped outside, brushed aside the person’s messy hair, and upon seeing his face, her expression changed, quickly withdrew her hand, and was ready to leave. The supposedly unconscious person held tightly onto her hand.
"Help me..."
Xiao Yanci.
"Let go." Su Yaoguang withdrew her arm.
The man clung tightly to her leg again.
Su Yaoguang tried to break free, but he held on too tightly, as if using all his strength just to seize this one chance at survival.
"Someone... someone..." Su Yaoguang called out loudly.
From another room came the cough of a sick student: "Miss, don’t shout, those not infected have all left; those originally staying to take care of us either caught the illness or fled, not daring to stay in the academy. The outside is full of the sick; it’s said that quite a few have died in the neighboring town. *cough cough*..."
Seeing no one coming, Su Yaoguang believed what the student said.
Though usually strong, she found herself unable to escape Xiao Yanci’s hold. It can only be said that to survive, even a frail scholar can gain extraordinary strength.
Of course, the most important thing was that both her legs were tightly held, and she couldn’t exert any force.
Bang! Zhou Wangshu came out, kicking Xiao Yanci in the side.
Xiao Yanci groaned in pain and then vomited a large amount of filth.
Recently, everything he ate was brought by Jiang Yihuan, who couldn’t cook, so it was all food from the canteen. The academy hadn’t stored food in advance, and the daily porridge was so thin you could see your reflection; it was obvious what they had been eating these days. What he threw up was all sour, enough to almost knock someone out.
Zhou Wangshu covered his nose and mouth and said to Su Yaoguang beside him: "You go inside first."
"I’ll find the Mountain Master and the teachers; they have to handle these matters. I don’t care what happens to this man, but we can’t just abandon the other students, can we?" Su Yaoguang said.
"Yaoguang... save me." Xiao Yanci looked up at Su Yaoguang, reaching out a hand and pleading, "You said... you would take good care of me, why are you ignoring me?"
Su Yaoguang’s face changed significantly.
In this life, she never said such words to Xiao Yanci; he was talking about a past life. When did he start remembering the previous life? She was sure he didn’t remember at first.
"When did you say you would take care of him?" Zhou Wangshu observed her with a sour tone, "You usually look down on him, but now, without my knowledge, you have such a good relationship with him?"
"He’s delusional," Su Yaoguang said irritably, "Is your mind unclear because he’s sick too? Enough, don’t stand here, be careful not to catch the disease from him, I’m off to find the Mountain Master."
Xiao Yanci watched Su Yaoguang’s departing figure, his eyes filled with unwillingness.
In the previous life, he was with Su Yaoguang and was constantly chased around being called Su Yaoguang’s live-in son-in-law, labeled a freeloader, relying on a woman to make a living. Su Yaoguang not only didn’t defend him but arrogantly retorted to those people, saying something like, ’Yes, he has a woman to rely on, are you jealous of him? You don’t have a woman to support you, so you want to be supported, and that’s why you’re saying these sour things.’ At that moment, he felt utterly humiliated, even wanting to find a hole to crawl into. He suffered all kinds of disdain at the academy, only silencing them with continuous study and good grades.
Jiang Yihuan was different; she would nestle in his arms, allowing him to protect her, making him feel needed. Most importantly, Su Yaoguang was vulgar in behavior and plain in appearance, lacking any pride when taken outside.
In this life, after recovering his memories, he was so relieved he hadn’t become Su Yaoguang’s live-in son-in-law, instead staying by Jiang Yihuan’s side, without Su Yaoguang as an obstacle. He believed that all his misfortunes in this backward place were brought by Su Yaoguang and that as long as he stayed away from her, he could successfully achieve fame and marry the woman he loved. Yet, why were things happening now that hadn’t occurred in the previous life?
This illness was so disgusting, and while everyone else stayed far away, she insisted on taking care of Zhou Wangshu. She was so willing to care for Zhou Wangshu, even more eagerly than she had cared for him in the previous life.
Why? How come? Does it not matter who the man is to her? In the previous life, it was him, so she took great care of him. In this life, it’s Zhou Wangshu, so she is utterly devoted to Zhou Wangshu.
Zhou Wangshu rubbed his forehead, weakly saying, "My head feels so dizzy, so painful... what’s going on, why does everything seem to have a shadow?"
Zhou Wangshu staggered and suddenly stepped on Xiao Yanci’s finger.
"Ah..." Xiao Yanci screamed.
Zhou Wangshu kept turning around, spinning several times.
"Ah... Painful... you’re blind... ah..." Xiao Yanci’s voice was already hoarse and unrecognizable.
When Su Yaoguang returned with the teachers, she saw the sick, handsome man swaying unsteadily and the pitiful one on the ground continuously screaming and cursing.
"Sorry, my family member is quite sick, so I have to focus on taking care of him. Teachers, make sure this guy stays here and doesn’t wander around; it’s terrifying." Su Yaoguang supported Zhou Wangshu, helping him inside.
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