OBS Chapter 116 No Curative Effect
Chapter 116 No Curative Effect
Butler Li shook his head. "It's alright. As people get older, they should be waking up at this time of year."
Shen Xi didn't refuse. Her heart was pounding. Watching the child weakly leaning on Jiang Ci's shoulder, Shen Xi felt like her heart was on fire. She would rather be the one who was sick; at least she would feel better.
Such a young and well-behaved child shouldn't look like this.
Seeing Shen Xi's increasingly guilty and worried eyes, Jiang Ci hugged the child closer, holding him securely.
"Xixi, come into the room with me."
Shen Xi went into the bedroom with him.
Jiang Ci gently placed the child on the bed and covered him with a blanket. His expression was gentle, showing no sign of panic. "Xi Xi, could you please get a basin of water and wet a towel? A double-layered white towel will do."
Butler Li, who had been following behind, spoke up, "I'll do it, I'll do it."
Jiang Ci looked at Butler Li, his tone leaving no room for argument.
"Uncle Li, take a rest. Let Xixi do it."
Shen Xi immediately went to the ensuite bathroom in the bedroom and saw the white towels on the second floor. She then filled a basin with cold water.
Butler Li glanced into the bathroom from outside the door.
Jiang Ci removed his hand from his son's face and said in a calm voice, "Uncle Li, Xixi is scared because Jiang Du is sick. If we don't let her do anything, just standing here will only make her more devastated."
Doing something for the child can actually make her less anxious.
Butler Li was a shrewd man, and he immediately understood. He smiled and said, "Young Master is brilliant."
Jiang Ci remained silent, his cold gaze fixed on his son's face. At this moment, he understood better than anyone that Jiang Du might not actually have a fever.
Shen Xi quickly carried the water to the bedside, and Jiang Ci helped her place the basin on the small table.
He almost instinctively tried to wring the towel clean, but Shen Xi stopped him immediately.
"I come."
Jiang Ci stepped back half a step.
Shen Xi turned to the side, rolled up her sleeves, wrung out the towel until it was half dry, walked to the bed, bent down and placed it on the child's forehead.
Shen Xi casually wiped the child's flushed face, but she still felt uneasy, her eyes burning. She turned her face away and wiped them.
Why isn't the doctor here yet?
Jiang Ci walked up to her, pulled her to sit down,
"It's only been five minutes. Don't worry, he usually won't last more than ten minutes."
Shen Xi remained silent, looking down at the unconscious child.
Around eight minutes later,
We've arrived in Jiangbei.
Butler Li practically dragged him upstairs on a 100-meter sprint track.
"Xiao Bei, hurry up, the young master is very ill."
Jiang Bei was dragged upstairs, looking helpless. "I understand, Uncle Li. I walked fast enough."
However, when Jiang Bei arrived at Jiang Ci's bedroom, he saw a woman who was both strange and familiar.
Jiangbei greeted him politely.
"Good morning, sir and madam."
Jiang Ci's tone was not good, "This is not the time for you to be polite. Hurry up and come over to see what's wrong with Xiaoman?"
Jiang Bei then noticed the young master behind Jiang Ci. His eyes narrowed, and his slender fingers touched the child's face.
Then, he took Jiang Du's wrist and held it for a while. Jiang Bei realized something was wrong, and his expression gradually became serious.
"Sir, the young master's fever isn't just a simple symptom; it's clearly a sign of poisoning."
One sentence instantly shocked the three of them.
Shen Xi's eyes sharpened. "Poisoned? What kind of poison?"
Jiang Ci's expression was also tense, and his gaze fell on Jiang Bei with a light but heavy look, which was quite oppressive.
Jiang Bei's expression was also not good. "It looks like poison."
"What kind of bastard would poison such a young child?! This heartless scoundrel!!"
Jiang Ci remained calm, his eyes seemingly veiled by a thin mist, making them unfathomable. He said,
“It wasn’t poison, otherwise Jiang Du would have died long ago.”
He spoke frankly and calmly stated the facts.
"Jiangbei, hold Jiangdu in your arms to prevent any accidents on the way. Xixi, let's drive to the hospital for a checkup."
Shen Xi's hands and feet were ice cold. When she heard Jiang Bei say it was poison, her heart sank. It wasn't until Jiang Ci refuted her again that she felt like she had crawled back to heaven from hell.
"Let's go, hurry up."
The four of them sped to the hospital, where Yan Kaihua expertly greeted them. He hadn't yet grasped the seriousness of the situation; he patted Jiang Ci on the shoulder...
"Hey kid, you've been treating the hospital like a second-hand place lately, haven't you?"
Jiang Ci's face was as cold as ice. He brushed past Yan Kaihua, his steps hurried.
"It's Jiangdu, Elder Yan, Jiangdu is very serious."
Jiang Bei hurriedly began to explain, following behind.
Yan Kaihua, with his slightly bloated body, leaned forward for a look and exclaimed, "Wow, Xiaoman is almost cooked!"
Wearing a white coat, he took the child from him and carried them quickly upstairs. The newly arrived nurse kindly suggested, "Mr. Yan, why don't we run a bit? That would be faster."
Yan Kaihua's face was stern, his eyes were cold and sharp, and his words were incisive: "As a nurse, don't you know that you can't just walk around in the hospital?"
After saying that, he strode past the stunned nurse, and, with surprising vigor, carried the child to the examination room, leaving behind a single sentence.
"You two can leave the child with me."
Before leaving, Old Yan gave Jiangbei a meaningful look.
Jiangbei failed to diagnose the cause of the young master's illness after the second car accident, and this time, he failed to diagnose the cause of the young master's illness again.
Jiangbei has once again become withdrawn.
He found a corner, squatted there, and drew circles in a melancholy mood.
"Xixi, come on, let's sit in the ward and wait."
Shen's Hospital always has a private ward for each patient, because birth, aging, illness and death are the natural course of life, and there is always a condition that is suitable for you.
"Jiang Ci, who would poison a child at the Yujing Villa? And what was their purpose?"
Shen Xi frowned, completely baffled. After all, she hadn't lived here for very long, so she could only ask Jiang Ci.
Jiang Ci lifted his eyelids, his tone weary and indifferent, "Anyone is possible. In this treacherous capital, everyone will try to achieve their goals in various ways, and those people will stop at nothing to achieve them."
But over the years, no one has dared to set their sights on the Jiang family.
If someone really poisoned the child
Then don't blame him for being ruthless and ruthless.
Hearing this, Shen Xi was once again confronted with human disgust. She suddenly remembered something: "Jiang Ci, no one in the villa can leave today."
"Issue the notice immediately!!!"
Shen Xi's tone was urgent, and she gripped Jiang Ci's hand tightly.
Jiang Ci reached out and grasped Shen Xi's flailing hand. He said patiently, "I noticed it early on. I arranged bodyguards outside the villa early this morning. They have surrounded the villa now, and everyone inside is being watched by my bodyguards. No one can escape."
"Is that so?"
Shen Xi stood there absentmindedly, her mind filled with the image of her grandmother lying on the ground, unable to wake up no matter how much she called out to her.
Xiao Jiangdu's sickly flushed face overlapped with her grandmother's, their faces appearing and disappearing, like an intertwined thread.
Jiang Ci stood to the side, his face as cold as ice, his deep eyes dark and icy.
It happened at home, especially right under their noses, and Xiao Jiangdu was poisoned. Who was so audacious as to poison him on his own turf?!
"Jiangbei, come here."
Jiangbei, who had been squatting in the corner, immediately stood up when he heard the boss's voice.
"gentlemen."
Jiang Ci's deep eyes fell on the woman who hadn't come to her senses.
"Take a look at the lady and see if she has been poisoned."
Not only Jiangbei, but even Shen Xi was suddenly startled.
She never even considered that possibility.
Shen Xi sat down by the hospital bed, resting her wrist on the table in front of it. She said politely, "Thank you for your help, Dr. Jiang."
Jiang Bei broke out in a cold sweat. "Madam, you're too kind. This is just my job."
He raised his right hand and gently placed it on Shen Xi's wrist.
Both of their gazes were immediately focused on Jiang Bei.
Shen Xi kept her eyes fixed on Jiang Bei, carefully observing his expression. She wasn't afraid of being poisoned, but taking his pulse now would allow her to find out if Xiao Man's poisoning was due to sabotage by people inside the villa.
However, Jiang Bei's next words greatly disappointed her: "Madam, you are not poisoned."
Jiang Bei was also surprised by this result. He also thought that since the young master was poisoned, the madam would most likely not escape as well, since they all lived under the same roof and shared food.
Shen Xi didn't understand. Without saying a word, she grabbed Jiang Ci's wrist and placed it back where she had just put it.
"Let me diagnose your husband."
Jiang Ci looked at Jiang Bei with clear, cold eyes.
"You investigate mine."
Jiang Bei repeated the action from before, continuing to take the pulse. However, five minutes passed, and Jiang Bei's eyebrows furrowed and relaxed repeatedly, making Shen Xi's heart pound with anxiety.
In contrast, Jiang Ci looked completely calm, as if he had no regard for life or death.
Finally, after another minute or two, Jiang Bei released his grip and looked at Shen Xi. "Sir has almost recovered from his long-term separation, and he wasn't poisoned, but..."
He spoke haltingly and didn't dare look at Jiang Ci.
It was obvious she didn't dare say it to his face.
But it was obvious that Jiang Bei was better at reading people than Jiang Po; he knew at a glance that it was now the era of the lady of the house.
So, his eyes were fixed on Shen Xi.
Madam, please just ask me a question, just a question...
Shen Xi also disliked people who left things unsaid. She frowned and said, "Just say it directly. There's no need to beat around the bush."
Jiang Ci lifted his eyelids and gave Jiang Bei a warning look, but Jiang Bei felt that his eyes were crooked at the moment and he could not see his boss's eyes at all.
"Madam, although the gentleman is not poisoned, he is suffering from severe insomnia and loss of appetite. His health is not good either; he just looks fine on the outside."
Yes, that's an illusion!
Madam, what should we do?
Jiang Bei stared intently at Shen Xi, seemingly hoping she would say something to keep Jiang Ci in check.
as predicted,
Shen Xi looked at Jiang Ci with clear, cold eyes, "Do you have a stomach problem?"
Jiang Ci blinked, sighed, and said calmly, "I guess so, after all, you said that nine out of ten domineering CEOs have stomach problems."
Shen Xi stared at him, "I was just joking. Besides, that's how it's written in novels. Even the best CEOs have stomach problems and need the female lead's loving care."
Jiang Ci looked enlightened upon hearing this. He spread his long arms and legs and sat there, saying, "Welcome, my heroine."
Shen Xi smiled at her, "Sorry, male lead, I recently took on a supporting female role, so I'm not worthy of being the female lead."
Jiang Bei couldn't understand the flirting between the young couple. He stood there, touching his chin, wondering if he had said anything that could be related to their relationship.
Jiangbei just broke up with her boyfriend, Jiangbei is depressed, Jiangbei is drawing circles on the corner.
This nap during class eased the tense atmosphere for a moment.
Shen Xi asked Jiang Ci earnestly,
"Jiang Ci, why are you having trouble sleeping?"
She always felt that some answers would be very heavy, but that didn't stop Shen Xi from really wanting to get the answer.
However, Jiang Ci thought about it for a moment and gave Shen Xi an answer that couldn't be more official: "Because he has anxiety disorder."
Shen Xi realized he was doing it on purpose, and she gritted her teeth and continued to ask, "Is it work anxiety?"
Jiang Ci actually nodded seriously, "Yes, in work projects that are worth hundreds of billions, I'll feel heartbroken for half a day if there's even a small loss."
Seeing that he was beating around the bush and never giving a serious answer, Shen Xi understood. "Because of me? Because of my past self?"
"If I remember correctly, you had dissociative identity disorder, right? Are you feeling any better now that your memory has returned?"
Shen Xi bombarded Jiang Ci with a barrage of questions, and before Jiang Ci could even speak, she said with a serious expression, "Confess and you'll be treated leniently, resist and you'll be punished severely. If you don't behave, you'll be going to the dark room when you get back, I'm telling you."
Jiang Ci smiled and helplessly raised his hands. "Officer, please let me explain."
"Hmm, start your sophistry."
"Regarding the issue of dissociation, dissociation is ultimately a psychological problem. Since I started remembering everything about my past, my dissociation has been slowly recovering. I've been taking medication, and fortunately, it's working quite well. My recovery is going well."
Shen Xi stared intently into his eyes, "Then what about the insomnia and anorexia?"
Jiang Ci thought for a moment, "This might be some kind of complication. My long-term medication has caused me to have a poor appetite and anorexia. Similarly, the medication for psychological intervention can also affect sleep. At first, I only took one pill at a time, but later the dosage will be increased, causing both physical and psychological discomfort, which leads to the anxiety and insomnia that Jiang Bei mentioned."
Jiang Ci lowered his eyes earnestly and explained to Shen Xi that he had concealed something, but there wasn't much falsehood in it; it was just that the reason had been changed.
Jiang Ci's condition wasn't caused by complications from the medication, but rather by the time he regained his memories.
He began to recall the past in fits and starts, both good and bad, but in the last second of his dream, Shen Xi was always standing there coldly, saying to him...
"Jiang Ci, look ahead."
Every time he woke up from a nightmare, he wanted to ask, "Where is the future?"
Insomnia and anxiety became intertwined and gradually became a part of his life.
He was used to it long ago.