Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 725: Chapter 725 The Young Master of His Family Isn’t Afraid of Hardship…_1 Chapter 725: Chapter 725 The Young Master of His Family Isn’t Afraid of Hardship…_1 “This is the medicine for the young master, and your job is to make sure he swallows it.” Di Sheng pushed the door open, handing her a small bowl.

The small bowl contained a spoon, and the medicine that Xiao Lang was supposed to take had been crushed and mixed with warm boiled water.

The bowl of medicine, with its strange color, looked like a mishmash of different colored pills.

Jian Yufei took the bowl and spoke calmly to Di Sheng: “I think there are a few things I need to clarify with you.

First, it is your young master who has shown kindness to me, and it is my duty to take care of him.

Second, his illness doesn’t concern me, so stop giving me that look. I don’t owe you anything.

Third, I am taking care of your young master to repay his favor, not because I am your servant. You need to improve your attitude towards me.”

“The favor you owe the young master, you wouldn’t be able to repay it even in a lifetime!” Di Sheng snorted coldly, and turned around to leave with indifference.

“…”

Jian Yufei was speechless. Where did she exactly offend him?

No matter. If he disliked her, there was nothing she could do about it. Once Xiao Lang’s condition was stable, she would leave right away.

To avoid staying here and being despised…

But how was she supposed to feed this medicine to Xiao Lang?

Jian Yufei placed the bowl on the nightstand and reached out to nudge Xiao Lang: “Xiao Lang, wake up, it’s time for medicine. Wake up.”

Xiao Lang wrinkled his brows in discomfort. After Jian Yufei called him a few more times, he finally opened his eyes groggily.

“It’s time for medicine,” Jian Yufei said to him with a smile.

Xiao Lang stared at her, his gaze fuzzy and showing no response to her words.

Jian Yufei had originally planned to help him sit up, but seeing that he was already elevated by three pillows and his entire back was suspended, she deemed it unnecessary for him to sit up to take the medicine.

She carried the small bowl and scooped up a spoonful of medicine intending to feed him.

But just looking at the medicine, it was evident that it was very bitter. Now that it was crushed, it wasn’t hard to tell how bitter it would taste.

Xiao Lang, who was already feeling unwell, would probably feel worse after consuming such a bitter medicine.

After some thought, Jian Yufei walked out of the room and spoke to Di Sheng, who was standing at the door: “Go get a bowl of honey water. Make it as sweet as possible.”

“What are you planning to do?” Di Sheng asked defensively with a frown.

“Relax, no one is going to die from drinking honey water. Hurry and go. Otherwise, your young master won’t be able to take his medicine.” Jian Yufei mimicked his impoliteness.

Di Sheng immediately caught on to Jian Yufei’s intention.

He retorted coldly, “The young master never has honey water when he takes his medicine!”

The implication was clear: his young master was not afraid of bitterness…

Jian Yufei shook her head, dissatisfied. How could anyone not be afraid of bitterness? Both men and women dread bitterness—they just don’t talk about it.

Xiao Lang was so weak right now. It wasn’t necessary for him to put on a brave front.

If he could consume the medicine without tasting its bitterness, wouldn’t that be a good thing?

Why force oneself to take bitter medicine…

“If you don’t go get it, I won’t make him take his medicine,” Jian Yufei casually threatened.

Di Sheng shot her a cold look, then ordered a maid to fetch the honey water. He didn’t go himself.

The maid quickly brought the honey water. Jian Yufei took it in and finally began to feed Xiao Lang the medicine.

“Here, open your mouth for the medicine.” She scooped a spoonful of the medicine water and brought it to Xiao Lang’s lips.

Xiao Lang continued to gaze at her with blurred eyes, as if hypnotized.

Jian Yufei didn’t know what he was looking at. She smiled lightly at him, “Mr. Xiao, could you please open your mouth?”

“Ah—” Jian Yufei mimicked the action of opening her mouth. A faint hint of amusement flickered in Xiao Lang’s eyes, and he slightly parted his lips.