Chapter 32   - You Can't Die This Early (2)

Once Master Ouyang and Yun Xiang left the Su Residence, Yun Qingrong joined Lu Qingfeng and looked after her daughter. It was already late at night, yet she knew that she wouldn't be able to sleep, knowing that her daughter was sick. Thankfully, Lu Qingfeng was with them to help her ease her worries aside from looking after Su Xiaofei.

However, when the clock struck one in the morning, Su Xiaofei's breathing became erratic and her face had turned red. As Yun Qingrong touched her head, the older woman panicked at how high her daughter's fever was and rushed to prepare the medicines that Master Ouyang had left for her earlier.

These medicines were prescribed and made by Han Zijun himself, and Yun Qingrong was aware of how good the doctor was in traditional medicine. He was deemed as a young prodigy and was receiving high regards in the industry, so she wasn't worried about the quality of the medicines he prescribed for Su Xiaofei.

Her hands were trembling as panic was starting to get the best of her. Thankfully, Lu Qingfeng managed to hold the bowl that contained Su Xiaofei's medicine. He placed it on the night stand and helped Su Xiaofei sit up on her bed.

"Xiaofei, you need to take your medicine for you to feel better." His tone was surprisingly gentle as he held Su Xiaofei in one arm, while his other hand held the small bowl containing her medicine.

Su Xiaofei looked at him with half-lidded eyes and nodded. She took a small sip, but she suddenly coughed wildly, spitting the bitter medicine out on Lu Qingfeng's white shirt.

"Sorry." She muttered in her dizzy state. "It's so bitter."

Yun Qingrong stood next to them with a glass of water in her hand. She knew her daughter didn't like the strong scent and taste of medicines, but Su Xiaofei had no other choice but to take her medicine to feel better.

"Don't take small sips. Take it in one go, so the taste wouldn't settle too long on your palate." Lu Qingfeng suggested.

He offered the medicine again, and Su Xiaofei eyed it for a moment. If this was the payment for having Master Ouyang in her debt and pulling Yun Xiang under her influence, so be it!

She took the bowl of medicine and downed it in one go, just like what Lu Qingfeng suggested. She grimaced at the intensity of the bitterness of the medicine, and her eyes stung with tears.

Yun Qingrong then passed her the glass of water she was holding, which turned out to be honey lemon water, helping Su Xiaofei wash off the bitter taste in her mouth.

Lu Qingfeng then tucked her back in bed and brushed her hair away from her face.

"Go to sleep and rest. Your mother and I will be here when you wake up." He told her.

"You promise?" Su Xiaofei asked with a small smile. Ever since she was reborn, every morning she would jolt out of her bed, wondering what day and year it was. She still feared that none of the past few days were true, and she was once again a wandering ghost that couldn't move on from her mother and Lu Qingfeng's pitiful end.

Lu Qingfeng's eyes softened at that. He nodded his head and held her hand, giving it a light squeeze.

"En. I promise. You have to take my word seriously."

It was only then Su Xiaofei sighed and shut her eyes, allowing herself to be dragged back into slumber.

It took over an hour before her temperature lowered, allowing Yun Qingrong and Lu Qingfeng to sigh in relief.

"Aunty Qing, why don't you sleep with Xiaofei? You look tired." Lu Qingfeng told the woman in a low voice. "I promise to look after her."

Yun Qingrong did feel tired and exhausted, but she wasn't sure if she should allow the young Lu Qingfeng to take care of her daughter.

"Are you sure?"

"En, Aunty." Lu Qingfeng insisted. "Xiaofei would also be worried if you also fall ill."

"Okay." The old woman conceded, "but you have to wake me up if you are feeling sleepy."

Lu Qingfeng only gave her a small smile and watched as Yun Qingrong settled next to Su Xiaofei on the bed and dozed off after making sure to place a pillow between them to make sure she wouldn't accidentally touch her daughter's wound.

The lights had been dimmed, allowing the mother and daughter to sleep peacefully, while Lu Qingfeng stayed awake to make sure Su Xiaofei wouldn't break into another fever.

In her sleep, Su Xiaofei started murmuring incoherent words that her mother wasn't able to hear but Lu Qingfeng. She was biting her lip, hands clenching tightly on her side, a habit that she had whenever she was upset with something or someone.

"Mo Yuchen, Ye Mingyu… I will never forgive you… never… I will have my revenge on you..."

Hearing such words from her lips, Lu Qingfeng fell into deep thought for a long time. His eyes narrowing slightly, jaws hardening as several thoughts crossed his mind. He then stood up and walked to Su Xiaofei's window and dialed a number on his phone.

"Nine, I'm giving you your first mission…." He then proceeded to give the details of the afternoon event at the pharmacy in a hush tone, making sure not to wake up the sleeping mother and daughter.

"I'm giving you three days to find out who did this to her." He said before hanging up the call.

With his orders released, he proceeded to go back to his previous seat, his hand reaching out to touch a few strands of Su Xiaofei's dark hair. Under the dim light, his lips curled up and kissed the ends of her locks.

"Silly girl.. If you want to seek revenge, you have to know that you can't die this early."