“Don't worry, I just got up too early.” Xia Nuan got rid of his hands.

She kept walking, but felt even dizzier than before.

“Nuan, you should sit down and have a rest.” Xia Nuan was too dizzy to do anything, so she allowed him to get her back to the clinic.

He felt the pulse for her, “Your pulse and spirit are not in a good condition. You'd better take good care of yourself.”

But before he could finish, she fell into a coma.

“Nuan?” Song Kuncheng called her twice but she had already lost her consciousness.

He picked her up, then put her on the bed and tucked her in.

“Dr. Song, how is she?” A woman came and asked.

Song Kuncheng turned around and said to the woman, “She is already asleep, but I wouldn't let you hurt her.” He showed the weapon on his wrist.

“I am her sister. How could I hurt her? Don't be so hostile to me. We are partners now, aren't we? And you know me, I didn't mean to hurt her before.”

Song Kuncheng looked at Xia Yan and withdrew his weapon.

“What you need to do is taking good care of her and keeping her here. Can you guarantee that?” Xia Yan asked.

He looked at Xia Nuan and nodded, “Yes.”

“Well, let's start the plan. Is the doctor reliable? If he is not, we will fail.” Xia Yan asked.

Song Kuncheng nodded.

Modu City.

Ye Enchen began to wonder how he could set Ye Sichen up.

There were some pictures in front of him, which showed Ye Sichen and a woman with large wave curly hair. She sometimes held him, sometimes cried in his arms. The photos were taken in an apartment, where Ye Sichen went every night and always stayed for a long time.

Ye Enchen didn't intend to give these pictures to the media, because these were not enough to strike Ye Sichen. After all, Ye Sichen had got rid of marriage. He was now a free man to date any woman.

Ye Enchen wanted to send those pictures to Xia Nuan.

He began to smirk when he thought of the idea.

In Zhongshan City, Xia Nuan was still unconscious while her phone was ringing. It was a strange number. Song Kuncheng checked the message and found there were lots of pictures in which Ye Sichen and a mysterious woman could be seen. Song Kuncheng wanted her to see them, so he didn't delete them.

In the afternoon, Xia Nuan awoke finally. She opened her eyes and saw Song Kuncheng looking at her seriously. She tried to get up but fell on the bed because of her weakness.

“Kun, what's wrong with me?” Xia Nuan asked him.

Song Kuncheng held her up and tucked her in, “You're ill. You need to rest in here for a period.”

Xia Nuan didn't think the situation was bad and said, “I'm fine. It's not a big deal.” She was shocked to find on her watch that it was the next morning.

She slept here all night!

“Nuan, don't hurry. You're really sick. You need to have a rest.” Song Kuncheng continued to persuade her. Then he acted like he thought of something, “Someone sent messages to you just now.”

He handed her the phone. Xia Nuan saw the pictures in which Ye Sichen was holding a crying woman and comforted her constantly.

She had a faint smile calmly, “It's none of my business.”

Song Kuncheng nodded, “What does these pictures mean? Why did the person send them to you?”

Xia Nuan shook her hand and smiled bitterly, “I don't know. Maybe the person didn't mean to send them to me.”

Song Kuncheng didn't say anything.

Xia Nuan deleted all the pictures, trying to calm herself down.

It was Ye Enchen who sent these pictures. He did it on purpose.

Xia Nuan hid her discomfort and got out of bed.

“Nuan, where are you going?” Song Kuncheng was nervous when he saw Xia Nuan leaving.

“I'm going back to Aos.h.i.+ City. I need to supervise the business in the company.” Xia Nuan felt weak when she got out of bed, but it was much better than her dizziness last time.

Song Kuncheng stopped her, “Nuan, you got a rare infectious disease, and you must be isolated. Just take a good rest here. I'll try to give you the treatment before it gets worse.”

After hearing his words, Xia Nuan didn't know what to do next.

How did she get the infectious disease?

“Kun, there must be a mistake, right?” Xia Nuan still didn't believe it.

Song Kuncheng gave the examination report to her. Some fonts and unknown letters were on it.

He told Xia Nuan the jargon of this infectious disease, but she still couldn't understand them.

It sounded serious according to him.

Xia Nuan looked at her report helplessly.

She was supposed to go to the hospital, but she was a celebrity now. If it was known that she got an infectious disease, the media would make up gossips, and even Ye Sichen would be involved in it. The power of public opinion had always been so overwhelming.

She decided not to leave and stayed here for the time being.

Song Kuncheng had been taking good care of her. He also tried to find the solution. Xia Nuan was moved for what he had done.

Xia Nuan missed her three kids very much, so she called Ye Sichen. Ye Sichen hadn't call her once since she came here, and she had called him twice.

She was a little bit sad for it.

She thought for a moment and dialed the number to Ye's house.

Knowing it was Xia Nuan, Wuyou, Ansheng and Nianci all came to answer the call.

When Xia Nuan heard them rus.h.i.+ng to answer the phone, she smiled.

“Mom, when will you come back? We miss you so much.” Nianci asked Xia Nuan.

She smiled, “After finis.h.i.+ng my work here, I will accompany you. What would you like? Mom can ask Auntie Lan to send them to you.”

“We like mom, so mom, can you send yourself to us?” Nianci grinned.

Xia Nuan knew that was just a joke, but she still felt so warm.

“OK, when the postman allows me to do it, I will send myself to you.”

“Nianci, you are a fool. Mom's joking.” Wuyou laughed at Nianci.

“You fool, I know mom is joking with me.” Nianci argued with Wuyou.

Ansheng took the phone and called mom excitedly.

“Ansheng, is dad at home?” Xia Nuan was quite moved when she heard the childish voice.

“Daddy…is not at home, all the time.” Ansheng just learned to speak. He couldn't say it fluently, but Xia Nuan could understand it.

Ansheng said Ye Sichen wasn't at home all the time. Did he leave home early and return late every day since her leaving?

Hanging up the phone, Xia Nuan felt anxious. She found Ye Sichen's number and looked at it for a while, then turned off the phone.

Song Kuncheng saw the scene silently.

After waking up, Xia Nuan couldn't find her cellphone everywhere.

Song Kuncheng suspected a patient might steal it, and tried to find the truth.

“Well, there is nothing important in it. I can buy another one.”

Song Kuncheng apologized, “Nuan, I'm so sorry. It's all my fault.”

Xia Nuan shook her head, “It doesn't matter. Just forget it.”

“Okay. Let's go. You shall have a walk.” He suggested.

She nodded and walked outside with him.

They went to the temple in Mount Phoenix. Across the river, they arrived at the fis.h.i.+ng village she and Ye Sichen had been before. It had changed a lot. It was so poor and muddy everywhere in the past. But now there were many foreign-style houses. The roads were made of cement and trees were planted along the roadside.

They took a walk on the road.

“Are you Miss Xia?” Xia Nuan was stopped by a middle-aged man.

Xia Nuan looked at him and felt a little familiar. She nodded, “Yes, and you are…”

“Don't you remember me? Do you remember you and Mr. Ye, I mean Mr. Ye Sichen, stayed at my hotel last time? I thought you were a couple at that time.” The man scratched his head.

Xia Nuan recalled her memory.

Last time Ye Sichen and she stayed at a hotel, and this man was the owner of it.

Xia Nuan reached out her hand. The man felt flattered and shook hands with her, “Miss Xia, you must see the changes in our village. Mr. Ye is our benefactor. He donated a lot of money to help us. He is so kind. Please express our thanks to him.”

Then a crowd of people swarmed toward Xia Nuan with their own specialties.

“Miss Xia, these are our little gifts for you and Mr. Ye. And we promise these foods are sterile, nutrient and healthy.”

“Yes, Miss Xia, just a few gifts, please take them.”

The fishermen were so simple and enthusiastic.

And their enthusiasms almost overwhelmed Xia Nuan.