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After exiting the bedroom, Lu Qing went downstairs by himself and walked directly towards the kitchen.

"Mister Lu, why did you come down?" When the butler saw that Lu Qing had gone down, he hurriedly went up to greet him.

Lu Qingjin did not respond to the butler's words. Instead, with a wooden face, he ordered the butler indifferently, "Go upstairs and look after Qiao Yifan, keep an eye on the progress of her hanging up."

Hearing Lu Qing's order, the butler nodded and replied before turning around and going upstairs.

After seeing the butler leave, Lu Qingzhen entered the kitchen alone.

He thought that it wouldn't be long before Qiao Yicheng woke up and Han Yicheng said that after Qiao Yifeng woke up, it would be impossible to eat medicine without food. But now, the best food Qiao Yicheng could eat was porridge.

Thinking this way, Lu Qing Chen opened the refrigerator door and took out a jar of milk. Immediately afterwards, he turned around and opened the locker. He took out some oats and prepared to boil Qiao Yifan's favorite milk and oatmeal.

Speaking of which, he didn't like eating sweet things, so he was naturally conservative when it came to milk and oatmeal. However, the reason why there were these ingredients in the house was entirely because Qiao Yifan liked to eat them.

Whatever she liked to eat, he would silently write it down …

After preparing these ingredients, Lu Qingjin slightly rolled up his sleeves, revealing his small and strong arms as he prepared to boil the porridge.

Boil water, sow oats, pour milk...

Lu Qing was performing the movements of his hands in a deep and methodical manner. Due to his focus, Lu Qing's entire person seemed to have an inexplicable charm.

Half an hour later, the milk oatmeal was ready.

After turning off the fire, afraid that the porridge would become cold, Lu Qing went back to covering the lid of the claypot and turned around to head back up the stairs.

When Lu Qing had entered the bedroom, Qiao Yifan had just finished hanging up his droplets. At the right time, the butler was giving Qiao Yifan a needle.

After the butler pulled out the needle, he turned around and saw Lu Qingzhen standing at the door. He nodded and said to Lu Qingzhen, "Mister Lu, Miss Qiao is done hanging up. Is there anything else that needs to be done?"

Lu Qing lowered his head to look at his watch, then said to the butler in a leisurely manner, "I estimate that it won't be long before she wakes up. After she wakes up, you go downstairs to the kitchen, I've made porridge. You give her a bowl and let her eat it, then you let her eat the medicine on the bedside table."

After hearing Lu Qing's words, the butler was stunned for a moment.

Ever since she came to the Imperial Landscape Garden to work, she had never seen Mr Lu cook. This was truly her first time making porridge.

From the looks of it, Miss Qiao's position in Mr Lu's heart was not necessarily that pathetic …

However, after working here for a long time, the steward had to limit himself to listening. He had to listen more and talk less …

"I understand, Mr Lu." The butler respectfully responded to Lu Qingzhen's words and stood to the side, quietly waiting for Qiao Yifan to wake up.

After he finished explaining the relevant matters to the butler, Lu Qing's gaze once again involuntarily gathered onto Qiao Yifan's body.

Although the place where Lu Qing stood was a little far from Qiao Yifan, but Lu Qing was still able to see Qiao Yifan's face very clearly …

Even though he had hung a little drop, Qiao Yifan's body did not seem to be very comfortable. Even when he was unconscious, his brows were slightly furrowed.

Originally, he had wanted to go up and have a good look at her. Suddenly, something floated into Lu Qing's mind, causing him to forcefully suppress the impulsiveness in his heart.

The two hands hanging by his side couldn't help but gradually clench into fists. In the next second, Lu Qingjin turned around and left the bedroom …

The moment he stepped out of the bedroom, Lu Qing seemed to have suddenly thought of something and didn't turn around. Instead, he tilted his head slightly and coldly said to the butler, "After she wakes up, don't tell her that I cooked the porridge."

Finished speaking, Lu Qing Chen left the bedroom without looking back, and went to the study next door.

Qiao Yifan didn't know how long he had been unconscious and felt dizzy. He wanted to wake up quickly, but his eyelids were as if he had "autism" and couldn't open them no matter what.

In her daze, she felt as if something had coldly stabbed into the back of her hand. Then, she heard someone's voice, but she could not remember what they had said.

Slowly, bit by bit, Qiao Yifan tried to open his eyes. This time, he finally succeeded.

After waking up, Qiao Yifan's line of sight wasn't very clear. The things he saw were still a little blurry, and after slowly adapting, the first thing he saw was the dazzling crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

She recognized this crystal chandelier because the workmanship of this chandelier was unique. It was made from a unique material, one in a thousand miles. When a person lied down and looked at this chandelier, they would see the colors of the chandelier.

Naturally, the price was also quite impressive.

Such a luxurious and special chandelier was unique only to Lu Qing's room …

Since that was the case, could she think that it was Lu Qing who carried her back after she fainted?

From the looks of it, there might be a chance to salvage the relationship between her and Lu Qing …

"Miss Qiao, are you awake?" The steward just turned around to pour a cup of water and when he turned around, he saw that Qiao Yifan was completely awake on the bed.

Only then did he hurriedly ask.

After waking up, Qiao Yifan's body was still somewhat weak. Therefore, when the butler asked him a question, Qiao Yifan did not reply. Instead, he lightly nodded his head in response.

"You don't know how bad your fever was. Luckily, you finally woke up." Seeing that Qiao Yifan was finally alright, the butler spoke with some gratification.

To be honest, the steward knew Qiao Yifan personally, but he was not very familiar with him.

Even so, the butler still had a good impression of Qiao Yifan. This was probably what people called fate.

"Miss Qiao, the doctor said you still need to take your medicine after you wake up. Wait a moment, I'll go downstairs and bring you a bowl of porridge. You can take it first, then you can take your medicine. Otherwise, your stomach won't be able to take it." With that, the butler turned around and went downstairs.

After Qiao Yifan woke up, the butler was alone by his side, talking nonstop. Qiao Yifan didn't even hear much of what she said. She looked very calm as she lay on the bed, but her eyes were searching all over for that familiar figure that she wanted to see.

Unfortunately, there was no result …

Feeling a bit uncomfortable lying down, Qiao Yifan put his hands on the bed and struggled to sit up.

However, he did not know what happened to his body. He had been unable to exert himself and tried twice, but all of them ended in failure.

For a moment, Qiao Yifan's small face was almost scrunched up into a little bun …

And all of Qiao Yifan's movements were all seen clearly by Lu Qingzhen, who was standing at the corner of the door.

Seeing Qiao Yifan try his best to sit up, but still unable to succeed and the angry expression on his face, no one knew how he resisted the urge to rush into the bedroom and help Qiao Yifan up.

Just as Qiao Yifan tried to sit up for the third time but failed, Lu Qingzhen finally couldn't take it anymore. He raised his foot and prepared to rush into his bedroom …