Shi Su didn’t expect Zhou He to appear here, and seeing Zhou He’s expression as if he had seen a ghost, she curiously asked Jing Jihan inside the door, "Do your assistants work so diligently that they don’t need a break? How come he’s here so early?" "M-Miss Shi Su?" Zhou He stammered, never expecting it to be her. The woman before him, dressed in casual home attire with a light knit sweater over it, carrying fruit she bought from the supermarket downstairs, with eyes clear and bright and an aura of natural, straightforward beauty—every frame like a picturesque wallpaper, stunning from afar and captivating up close—turned out to be Shi Su! Although when Mr. Jing asked him to pick her up downstairs from the company last time, he should have realized... But it’s really her?! "Hi," Shi Su greeted him openly and naturally, brushing past him and entering the door. Seeing Shi Su enter so skillfully, it was obvious she hadn’t just moved in here yesterday or the day before. Zhou He quietly swallowed and glanced at the clothes in his hand again. This... that... has Miss Shi Su and Mr. Jing... become indescribably close? Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝗇𝖾𝗍 Thinking about certain intense scenes from last night, the male and female leads’ faces became clear and vivid in his mind, and all his doubts about Shi Su transformed into... admiration. Managing to pull the unattainable Mr. Jing down from his pedestal, incredible. Jing Jihan didn’t have time to care about the novel-like mental activities Zhou He concocted in his mind. He took the bag and pulled out the clothes. Shi Su saw this scene and let out a small "tch" internally. Back when he was pretending to have amnesia at her home, he wore the two sets of home clothes she bought repeatedly without any sign of disdain. Now, his shirt and pants looked fine, yet he had his assistant deliver clothes so early in the morning. One might mistakenly think something happened here last night, leaving him in such disarray that he needed a change of clothes. Wasn’t Zhou He’s expression just now...? Shi Su suddenly turned her gaze to the person at the door, but after delivering the clothes, Zhou He dared not take a good look at Mr. Jing’s unruffled shirt. He quickly stepped back with the intention to leave, saying, "There’s nothing at the company today requiring your presence, Mr. Jing. You should rest well; I’ll head back to the company first." "Eh? No, if he wants to rest, he should go back..." Shi Su didn’t finish her sentence before Jing Jihan directly closed the door, cutting off Zhou He’s voice and view. Jing Jihan turned, holding the clothes, to find Shi Su standing behind him with a grim face, giving him a sideways glance. "I think your assistant misunderstood something." "Misunderstood what? That I stayed over at your place the whole night?" "It doesn’t seem to be a misunderstanding; it’s a fact." Jing Jihan casually unbuttoned two or three buttons on his shirt, "Which room can I borrow for a shower and change of clothes?" Shi Su looked at the man’s face full of calm, his unbuttoning motion straightforward, undeniably at ease yet inexplicably adding an element of... making one feel thirsty. Her eyelids twitched. She didn’t have time to reply before his composed voice sounded again, "Or, should I just change here?" Shi Su quickly glanced towards the guest rooms behind her, hastily saying, "I’ve only stayed in the main bedroom here; I’m not sure about the bathrooms in the other rooms, but there probably aren’t any toiletries. You can just randomly pick a room with a bathroom to shower in." As she spoke, she decisively averted her gaze, avoiding looking at the man’s motion of unbuttoning his shirt further. Mutters quietly, "Sanctimonious, and a brute in gentleman’s clothing." Jing Jihan, with only four buttons undone so far, just past his collarbones, heard her mutter, and calmly replied, "What did I do last night that made you give such a profound critique?" She turned to see his unapologetic expression, questioning whether he truly forgot or if he was intentionally teasing her, angering her. "I can give a more detailed critique! It’s like when herbs are eaten by dogs! I won’t waste my breath! Aren’t you going to shower?" Shi Su feared that if she continued getting drawn into his trap, this shameless man might have her recount word for word how she was forcibly kissed and pinned against the wall last night, just to "remind" him of his atrocious behavior! However, Jing Jihan suddenly paused, seemingly at ease, and placed the clothes on the sofa, responding irrelevantly, "Shi Su, we might need you to call a doctor soon." Shi Su frowned and detected a hint of suppressed seriousness in his tone, prompting her curiosity, "What?" But as she turned, the tall figure that was standing behind her suddenly tilted forward. Seeing his complexion, she instinctively rushed forward, and by the time he heavily pressed onto her, just as she attempted to support him, she felt his unusually high feverish warmth. Before she could react further, she was directly pinned onto the sofa behind her— In the rush, having no time to tidy the other guest rooms, Jing Jihan rested in Shi Su’s main bedroom. The hurriedly called family doctor came out of the bedroom and said, "Mr. Jing has always been in good health, having recovered from external injuries months ago. He seldom falls ill, but he has a history of severe gastric bleeding. If not carefully managed, it could lead to massive bleeding and result in hypovolemic shock." "His current situation is due to acute gastritis triggered by stimulatory foods, manifesting as high fever and unconsciousness." "He doesn’t need hospital IV treatment yet but should remain in bed as much as possible at home, eating only easily digestible food for the next two to three days." "It’s crucial to maintain a light diet, avoiding overly stimulatory foods. Especially after drinking, which Mr. Jing should abstain from ideally, but if unavoidable, even a little can be harmful, so it’s essential to protect the stomach from further irritation post-drinking. Milk, similar to alcohol, can also cause gastric discomfort, unsuitable for Mr. Jing." Shi Su: "...Does wasabi count as a stimulant?" "Of course, it does. Wasabi, if severe, can trigger repeated gastric bleeding from the acute gastritis, necessitating hospitalization rather than simple home care." Immediately feeling guilty, Shi Su nodded repeatedly in agreement with the doctor’s advice.