“Tsk…” Ye Erruo sucked in a deep breath.

Mo Jiangye hurriedly let go of her and asked word by word, “Who hit you?”

“You have not been eating or taking medicine. Do you want to die?”

Mo Jiangye’s voice turned cold. “Baby Ruo, I’m asking you a question. Who hit you?”

“I’m telling you, you don’t know them. They are a lunatic. They’re crazy,” she grumbled.

“Who is that lunatic?”

He was going to dig up their ancestral grave!

Damn!

“I told you that you don’t know them. Aren’t you sick? Can you get out of bed?” Ye Erruo was puzzled.

Mo Jiangye’s body stiffened and he hurriedly lay back down. His face was filled with pain.

“It hurts.”

“Where does it hurt?” Her lips twitched.

“My head hurts. My heart hurts. My stomach hurts. My entire body hurts.”

Ye Erruo glanced at him and took the thermometer that was on the table. “Let me take a look.”

A few minutes later, Ye Erruo almost jumped up when she saw the temperature on the thermometer.

“Forty-one degrees? You have a high fever!”

Mo Jiangye looked aggrieved. “That’s why I have a headache.”

“Are you not taking your medicine then?”

“I can’t eat if I can’t see you.” His eyes were fixed on her. When he looked at her red and swollen face, his heart ached so much that the pain could not be wiped away.

Ye Erruo was furious. “You are crazy!”

“Yes, I am crazy. You are my medicine.”

“Young Master, let’s eat. The doctor said that you have mid-stage gastric cancer.”

Ye Erruo widened her eyes. “Stomach cancer?”

As long as he was associated with the word ‘cancer’, there would be trouble. Besides, he had already reached the middle stage!

“I’m not eating.”

“Give me the food,” Ye Erruo said coldly.

He still owed her a toy rabbit. If he died, who would compensate her?

Bo Yu swiftly passed the porridge to Ye Erruo.

“Are you going to eat?”

Mo Jiangye looked at her seriously. “I’ll eat if you agree to be my girlfriend.”

Bang! Ye Erruo placed the bowl on the bedside table and got up to leave.

Mo Jiangye panicked and grabbed her wrist. “I’ll eat it. I’ll eat it.”

Bo Yu was at a loss for words. He called for the servants to leave the room slowly. While their Young Madam was around, would they still be afraid that Young Master would not eat or take medicine?

Ye Erruo’s expression softened. She picked up the bowl again and blew on the porridge before scooping a small spoonful and placing it by his lips. Instantly, he looked extremely aggrieved, like a timid and soft puppy.

He obediently had a spoonful of the porridge. His chewing speed was slow, and his fiery gaze was fixed on Ye Erruo. Meanwhile, his eyes sparkled with tenderness and love.

She cared a lot about him!

That was great!

It took him more than 50 minutes to eat a bowl of porridge.

“Want to have another bowl?”

Mo Jiangye shook his head. “No.”

She reached out and touched his forehead. It was very hot. He needed medicine now!

A few minutes later, the doctor walked in and helped him put on a drip.

Throughout the entire process, he cooperated obediently with the doctor. His eyes were fixed on Ye Erruo, and he did not shout at the doctor.

Ye Erruo got up and prepared to fetch a basin of water. The moment she got up, Mo Jiangye panicked. He sat up straight and grabbed Ye Erruo’s arm with both hands.

“Young Master, don’t move. Your hand is still connected to the drip.”

His blood instantly flowed back into the tube. Ye Erruo was shocked. “What are you doing? Lie down!”

“Where are you going?”

“I’ll go get a basin of water. I’ll be right back.”

His other hand was still holding her tightly. “You’re not allowed to go.”

“Let go.”

He let go of her reluctantly and looked at her pitifully. “Don’t leave, Baby Ruo. You’ll be killing me the moment you leave. Don’t leave my sight. I’ll miss you.”