Yun Qiao suddenly heard these words and was inexplicably stunned for a moment.
It's not that he's disappointed, it's just because he said before that he hasn't pretended to be sick enough and doesn't want to "recover".
I changed my mind overnight, so moody.
However, people who have been ill for a long time probably have such recurring tempers. Yun Qiao nodded obediently: "Then I will have dinner the day after tomorrow before leaving. In this way, Uncle Qi can pretend to be sick until Monday or even longer."
Xi Lanting made no sound.
He closed his eyes.
Under the lamp, his lips and face were extremely white, no doubt like the lifeless white glaze bottle.
Yun Qiao called again: "Uncle Qi?"
He didn't answer, his face was expressionless.
It seemed like he wasn't even breathing.
Yun Qiao hesitated for a moment and pushed his shoulder, but there was no response; she put her hand on his nose, but she didn't feel the breath either. This made her a little surprised.
She subconsciously wanted to take out her three bronze coins, but held back.
She touched Xi Lanting's neck.
The skin on his neck was cold, and there was no trace of life at all. Pressing it hard, it seemed that there was no pulse anymore, and Yun Qiao's expression suddenly changed.
When she was about to take back her hand and call her attendants to come in, the back of her hand was covered by a cold palm.
Xi Lanting seemed to come to life all of a sudden, finally there was some movement, and the pulse in his neck became more active.
He took Yun Qiao's hand and slowly slid it forward, covering his Adam's apple.
He made a swallowing motion, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, revealing his vitality.
Yun Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.
Xi Lanting slowly opened his eyes. Under the light, his dark pupils turned lighter in color, and he looked at her quietly: "Uncle Qi will not die so soon."
After a pause, he added, "You can touch my heartbeat."
When he spoke, his throat trembled slightly. He took Yun Qiao's hand, slid it into his collar, and reached all the way to his chest.
The skin under the clothes is not warm enough, it is just a little better than the neck and face, but it is still cold.
There is no extra flesh in the heart, and the heartbeat is slow and powerful under her palm.
Yun Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.
At the same time, she also realized that she had just touched Uncle Qi's Adam's apple, and then his chest...
She later realized that she was a little embarrassed, so she called out "Uncle Qi" in a low voice and withdrew her hand.
"Look, I'm still alive." Xi Lanting said, "Maybe in the future, when you die of old age, I won't die."
Yun Qiao: "..."
What are you dreaming about?
I want to live a long life anyway, and there is no way I will die before you.
Xi Lanting seemed to be able to understand what she was thinking and couldn't help laughing.
When he smiled, his whole person became alive. The paleness just now faded a lot, there was a bit of color on his face and lips, and his vitality returned little by little.
Yun Qiao also slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
In the next few days, she and Xi Lanting caught up on sleep, read books during the day, and went out to play at night.
They also took a boat across the river and went to the other side to drink coffee, play cards, and listen to Pingtan.
They also went to the theater.
The famous actor Luo Yunsheng has not been feeling well these days and has not appeared on stage. However, the troupe owner knew Yun Qiao and was surprised when he met Yun Qiao and sent someone to notify Luo Yunsheng.
Hearing that Yun Qiao was coming, Luo Yunsheng hurried over to see Yun Qiao.
"Miss, I'm going to go and sing a song for you right now?"
Yun Qiao saw that his nose was red and his voice was hoarse, so he knew that he had contracted a heat cold and had been cold for a long time.
"Don't be so polite, Boss Luo." Yun Qiao said with a smile, "I'll accompany Master Qi to sit here. Neither of us knows much about acting, so we will let you down, Boss Luo."
Although Boss Luo was very familiar with the dignitaries of Yancheng, Master Xi Qi was not a frequent visitor to the theater. Yun Qiao didn't say his name, so Luo Yunsheng didn't know which Master it was.
He just nodded slightly at Xi Lanting.
Xi Lanting nodded, his attitude lukewarm.
Luo Yunsheng said a few words, and seeing that Yun Qiao was not angry, he bluntly said that he had not recovered from the cold and was afraid of being exposed to the distinguished guests, so he covered his mouth and nose and left.
As soon as he left, Xi Lanting said to Yun Qiao: "I heard him call you eldest lady, which was very pleasant to my ears.
It's great to be a young lady, and have no interest entanglements with these people. You are the granddaughter left by Granny Xiao. Everyone will give you dignity because of Granny Xiao's power. Why bother having people call you aunt?"
Yun Qiao: "..."
Mr. Qi had been holding back the Jiang Yanjin matter for so many days, but he finally talked about it.