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Fan Liuer was speechless at his question. She had overlooked one thing: Li Chenbi had amnesia, not stupidity.

Fan Liuer wanted to find an excuse to brush this off, but then she thought that it was really comfortable to sleep with Li Chenbi in her arms. Now that he was in her hands, wouldn't it be a waste not to make good use of him?

I've already saved him, there's no reason not to use this human heater.

She coughed lightly again, her expression unchanged, and said, "I paid money to buy you back, so naturally I can treat you however I want. You're a servant by day and a bed warmer by night."

After saying that, she didn't dare to look Li Chenbi in the eye, and hurriedly got out of bed. "You can't move around easily right now, so just stay in bed and don't move around."

After speaking, he ran away.

Li Chenbi was unable to move freely; his lower legs were fixed in place by a wooden board, and he couldn't even bend them. He could only follow Fan Liuer with his eyes as she left the room.

Only after Fan Liuer's figure completely disappeared did a cold snort echo from inside the room.

A servant by day, a bed warmer by night?

She really knows how to talk nonsense.

He turned his gaze back and looked around the room again. The room was fairly spacious, and although the furniture was simple, the room was well-lit and clean, making it barely habitable.

I felt a little better.

During the days that Fan Liuer was away, besides resenting her departure, he was also worried that she was not doing well.

She's so delicate, how can she endure hardship and suffering?

Now that I see Fan Liuer is living quite well, I feel at ease.

It seems he didn't suffer much.

After calming down, I was filled with resentment and bitterness again.

She lived a carefree life without him!

Fan Liuer hid at home and went straight to Feng Ji's house. Feng Ji and Si Qing had already set the food on the table and invited her to sit down and eat when she came over.

Fan Liuer sat at the table looking absent-minded, picking up her chopsticks but not picking up any food for a long time before Siqing finally couldn't help but speak.

"Sister Liu'er, Second Master..."

After Siqing returned last night, she told Feng Ji about the matter between Fan Liuer and Li Chenbi. After learning that Li Chenbi was not the wicked person Fan Liuer described, but instead doted on her, Feng Ji told Siqing not to interfere in their affairs anymore.

He could tell that Fan Liuer did have feelings for Li Chenbi.

Siqing hadn't originally planned to ask, but Fan Liuer's appearance made her a little worried.

Fan Liuer snapped out of her reverie, looked at Siqing, sighed, and her tone was ambiguous, neither happy nor unhappy.

"Li Chenbi has lost his memory."

"Huh???" Siqing was so shocked that she dropped her chopsticks and her mouth gaped open.

"Really? Are you sure?"

Fan Liuer said with great certainty, "When he woke up and saw me, there was no anger on his face. He only asked where he was and who he was."

"He's not even angry! What else could it be but amnesia!"

After hearing this, Siqing believed it.

In the past, if Fan Liuer did anything to displease Li Chenbi, he would get angry and throw a tantrum. But this time, Fan Liuer ran away, so it was impossible for him not to be angry.

It seems she really has amnesia.

"Then... what do you plan to do?" Siqing asked Fan Liuer.

Fan Liuer looked down at the bowl in front of her and sighed, "He's so badly injured right now, I can't bear to leave him alone. Let's wait until he recovers before we talk about it."

Siqing nodded. "That's true. Although Second Master has a bad temper, he used to care about you a lot. He can't do something so heartless."

Feng Ji hadn't intended to interrupt their conversation, but upon hearing this, he couldn't help himself.

"Since you all know he's good to you, why did you run away?"

They both said in unison, "You don't understand!"

Feng Ji obediently shut up and buried his head in his food.

After finishing her meal, Fan Liuer carried the porridge that Siqing had cooked back to her own home. When she entered the house, she noticed that Li Chenbi's expression was a little off.

He lay on his side on the pillow, his eyelids closed, his brows furrowed, his lips tightly pressed together, and veins bulging on his forehead.

She quickly put down the porridge and went over, but the nickname that was about to come out caught in her throat. She immediately corrected herself: "What's wrong with you?"

"You..." She reached out and grabbed Li Chenbi's shoulder, the temperature of her touch was surprisingly hot.

His fever flared up again.

Fan Liuer then realized a very serious problem.

Li Chenbi's fever required him to take medicine daily to suppress it. Not only was the medicine expensive, but the ingredients were also rare. There were a few ingredients that even wealthy people couldn't buy.

In this remote town, where could she possibly find him?

At this moment, Li Chenbi was already somewhat delirious. Fan Liuer's question went unanswered, and only a low groan escaped his throat, filled with suppressed pain.

Fan Liuer was heartbroken and too anxious to think about anything else. All she could think about was what she could do to alleviate Li Chenbi's pain.

She turned back to the door, closed it, and bolted it from the inside before returning to the bamboo bed.

She quickly took off her clothes, sat sideways next to Li Chenbi, and pressed her upper body against his.

Li Chenbi is currently unable to move and cannot cool down his body by taking a bath.

Using the coolness of her own body to relieve Li Chenbi's fever was the only way Fan Liuer could think of.

However, it is indeed effective.

Li Chenbi was shirtless. The moment Fan Liuer's body pressed against him, her cool temperature immediately transferred to him, instantly relieving the burning sensation on the skin that was being touched.

He slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a fair neck.

Before his mind could even process what he was seeing, his body instinctively reached out and wrapped his arms around Fan Liuer's waist, pressing her firmly against him, so that every inch of her skin was pressed against him, leaving no gaps.

Fan Liuer was worried about his wounds and reminded him, "Don't press on your wounds."

Li Chenbi seemed not to hear, burying his head in her neck, his hot face pressed against her neck, making her sigh inappropriately.

Even his heavy, hot breath felt comfortable on her skin, and the area of ​​skin that was being blown on warmed up.

But such skin-to-skin contact was not enough to alleviate Li Chenbi's pain. He held Fan Liuer tightly with both hands, pressed his face against her neck, and whispered painfully in her ear.

"hot."

"It's so hot."

Fan Liuer panicked upon hearing this, "What should we do?"

Li Chenbi was now delirious and unable to muster the energy to answer her questions. He just kept pressing himself against her, so tightly that she could hardly breathe.

Fan Liuer thought, why don't we fetch a bucket of water and soak Li Chenbi's upper body in it?

As long as the water doesn't get on my feet, it's fine. As for the injuries on my body... let's deal with the fever first.

Thinking this, she broke free from Li Chenbi's hand, placed her hands on either side of him, and prepared to get up.