A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

As soon as the door opened, Lu Weidong saw the large cardboard box at the entrance.

"Oh? You bought a washing machine?"

"Wenxi?" he called out, but no one answered.

He glanced around the living room and noticed two new framed paintings on the wall, and the curtains were tied up with homemade ribbons.

There was also a uniquely styled floor lamp standing in the corner.

Everywhere there were traces of her care, which warmed and softened Lu Weidong's heart.

"Wenxi?" he called again, heading towards the bedroom.

The blanket bulged out, and she curled up inside, motionless, as if she were fast asleep.

Lu Weidong took off his military jacket, sat down on the edge of the bed, and leaned close to her ear.

"Wenxi, I'm back."

The person in my arms still didn't respond.

"Sleeping so soundly?" he chuckled.

Ignoring the stitches still on her arm, she gently hugged her and the blanket.

His gaze fell on her flushed face, and he couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her forehead.

"Um?"

Lu Weidong pressed his lips to her forehead again and quickly reached out to check her temperature.

Upon touching her forehead, his expression immediately changed; Ye Wenxi's forehead was frighteningly hot.

She has a high fever!

"Wenxi? Wenxi!"

He gently patted her face and shook her shoulders.

Ye Wenxi's breathing was heavy and rapid, but her body was limp and powerless, and she could only squeeze out a few muffled hums from her throat.

She struggled to open her eyelids, her vision blurred for a while before slowly coming back into focus.

In the dim light, the angular face was very close, with furrowed brows and anxious eyes.

"Lu Weidong..."

"You have a fever. When did it start? Did you take any medicine?"

Ye Wenxi felt as if her throat had been scraped by a razor blade, and the pain made her unable to speak.

She shook her head, and her eyelids closed heavily again.

Seeing her like this, Lu Weidong knew that he couldn't delay any longer.

He wanted to find a thermometer, but after searching around, he realized that the house had just been settled and many things were not yet ready, not even a basic first-aid kit.

Lu Weidong immediately leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Wenxi, wait for me, I'll go buy the medicine."

He grabbed his military overcoat, threw it on without even buttoning it, and rushed out the door after putting on his shoes.

Lu Weidong practically marched at breakneck speed, sprinting through the night.

Several military dependents they encountered on the road turned around in surprise: "Isn't that Battalion Commander Lu? Why is he running so fast?"

What would normally be a ten-minute walk, he rushed to the clinic in just five minutes.

Slightly out of breath, he strode into the duty room.

It was already past closing time, and only one doctor and one nurse remained at the clinic.

Lu Weidong quickly explained the situation, prescribed cold medicine and fever reducer, grabbed the medicine bag, turned around, and ran back.

The door was quickly opened.

Lu Weidong poured a cup of warm water from the thermos, took the medicine, and quickly walked into the bedroom.

"Wenxi, come on, take your medicine."

He put one arm around Ye Wenxi's back and carefully helped her up, letting her lean against him.

With his other hand, he held the pill and gently touched her lips.

The moment his hand touched her skin, Lu Weidong's heart sank again, as if it were burning even hotter than before.

He held the pill to her lips: "Open your mouth and take the pill."

Ye Wenxi didn't react much, she just shook her head uncomfortably, her breathing heavy and rapid.

The high fever made her cheeks flushed red.

Lu Weidong gently pried open her lips and put the fever-reducing pill inside.

But her jaw was clenched, and she couldn't swallow the pill at all.

He immediately got up and went to the kitchen, found a spoon, crushed the pills, added a little water, and mixed them into a paste.

"Open your mouth and drink it. Be a good boy/girl..."

Ye Wenxi let out a painful sob, but her lips remained tightly pressed together.

Can't wait any longer.

Lu Weidong poured the medicine from the spoon into his mouth, then lowered his head and gently transferred it to her lips.

"Ugh..." Ye Wenxi struggled slightly, her throat moved, and she finally managed to swallow the medicine.

Lu Weidong took another big gulp of warm water and continued to feed her little by little in the same way.

And so, patiently, he took a sip of medicine and a sip of water, and finally finished feeding the cold medicine.

He gently placed her back on the pillow, looking at her feverish face, his brows furrowed tightly.

The medicine has been administered, and now we can only wait for it to take effect and for her to gradually sweat and reduce her fever.

Lu Weidong took out the thermometer he had just received, shook it, and carefully tucked it under Ye Wenxi's armpit.

Five minutes later, when he took it out and looked at it, his heart skipped a beat.

Ye Wenxi had a fever of 40 degrees Celsius!

No wonder she was so weak and almost unresponsive.

"Uh-huh..."

Ye Wenxi shifted uncomfortably on the pillow, her brows furrowed tightly.

"Wenxi? Are you feeling unwell?"

"I...I need to go to the toilet..."

How could she not want to? She hasn't gone to the toilet even once since she left home at noon.

She wouldn't have struggled to say those words if she hadn't been unable to hold it in any longer.

Ye Wenxi was actually somewhat aware that Lu Weidong was feeding her medicine and taking her temperature.

My mind was a complete mess, and my body ached and felt heavy, so I couldn't muster any strength.

"Okay, I'll carry you there."

Ye Wenxi frowned. He wanted to hug me? How was I supposed to pee then?

But she just couldn't hold it in any longer!

Lu Weidong picked Ye Wenxi up in his arms, and as he stood up, his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

He went into the bathroom and carefully placed her on the floor.

He put one arm around her back to steady her, and quickly used the other hand to unbutton her pants.

Ye Wenxi used all her strength to try to push him away, indicating that she would do it herself.

But he was faster, and in a few moments he pulled her pants down to her thighs, exposing her private skin to the cool air.

Lu Weidong's ears burned, especially when he accidentally touched the base of her thigh; the delicate touch from her fingertips made his whole body tense.

Ye Wenxi gritted her teeth and opened her eyes, her voice weak and shaky: "I...myself..."

She wanted to push him away and make him leave.

Lu Weidong tried to loosen his grip on her arm, and her legs went weak, causing her to slide to the ground.

He immediately pulled her close: "Don't be stubborn. I'll hold you, just like this."

Ye Wenxi wanted to cry but had no tears, but she didn't have the strength to stand up and really couldn't hold it in any longer.

She could only rely on Lu Weidong to support her from behind, shamefully "opening the floodgates" to release the water.

Perhaps it had been holding it in for too long, because this damn water flow just wouldn't stop.

Her face, already flushed, was now burning hotter, almost as if it were about to smoke.

"I...I'm done peeing..." her voice was barely audible.

Lu Weidong pulled up her pants layer by layer, then carried her back to the bed in his arms.

He glanced at his right shirt arm—a small patch of blood had seeped through.

I hugged her tightly just now, and I'm afraid the stitches on her wound have come undone.

But he pretended not to see it, carefully tucked the blanket around Ye Wenxi, picked up a towel soaked in cold water, and gently placed it on her forehead.

Then I sat down by the bed and quietly watched over them.

For the next two hours, Lu Weidong kept changing her towels.

But the towel heated up faster and faster, becoming warm to the touch within minutes of being applied.

"What's going on?" He felt uneasy and took out the thermometer and put it under Ye Wenxi's armpit.

A few minutes later, I took it out and looked at it under the light; it was 42 degrees!

"Ugh...don't go...no...."

Ye Wenxi has started talking nonsense.

"Wenxi? Wenxi?"

"Lu Weidong..." Her lips moved, but her voice was muffled.

Lu Weidong immediately leaned closer and whispered, "Yes, I'm here."

Suddenly, Ye Wenxi started sobbing, her hands flailing aimlessly in mid-air.

Seeing her like this, Lu Weidong's heart sank completely.

He immediately rushed to the phone and quickly dialed the clinic's number.

"Feed? Is this the clinic? I am Lu Weidong from the 2nd Battalion of the Independent Regiment. My family member's fever hasn't gone down after taking medicine, and now it's 42 degrees Celsius. He's already delirious and has started talking nonsense."

Upon hearing this, Dr. Zhang on duty became anxious: "It's that high? We need to give them an injection to bring down the fever immediately. Wait here, I'll arrange for another doctor to come over right away!"

"Hurry up!"

After hanging up the phone, Lu Weidong felt that those ten-odd minutes had lasted as long as half a lifetime.

He paced back and forth in the room, and every now and then he would sit down by the bed to check her temperature.

"Knock knock knock—"

The knocking finally came.

Lu Weidong rushed over and opened the door.

The person standing outside the door startled him: "Dr. Ding?"