Chapter 182: Wife
No, it seemed like her parents were in such a hurry to push her into seducing this man…
What wonderful parents she had!
She had just been holding onto a shred of hope that her father might be on her side, but clearly, she was deluding herself.
When it came to choosing between her and her mother, her father would always stand firmly on her mother’s side, against her!
“Hey! Come back! What are you two doing, wandering around the mansion in the middle of the night? Aren’t you afraid it’s creepy?”
“Mind your own business. Just take care of that man in bed.”
Ye Jiamei hooked her arm through Yu Haojie’s and, after shooting Yu Luo a warning glare, ruthlessly dragged him out of the room, stepping over the threshold without hesitation.
Yu Luo twitched her lips and turned back to look at the man lying in bed.
It wasn’t wrong to admire beautiful things, but that didn’t mean she had to claim them for herself!
This was ancient times, not the modern world where relationships could start and end easily. Here, one marriage could mean a lifetime. She didn’t want to be tied to someone she barely even knew, just because of a moment of attraction.
“Ugh, what am I even thinking?!”
Realizing that she had unconsciously started imagining the future, Yu Luo quickly shook her head, slapping her cheeks to snap herself out of it!
“Miss, let me take care of him instead. It’s getting late, and you’ve had a long day.”
Standing at the doorway, Tao Ming dared not enter without Yu Luo’s permission. He could only speak cautiously from the entrance.
Yu Luo glanced at the IV bottle, hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.
“You should rest in the next room. You ran back and forth all day, and even got drenched in the rain. Go get some sleep first. I’ll wake you up to take over later when the medicine runs out.”
Tao Ming, standing in the doorway, glanced at the strange medical equipment attached to the man. He didn’t understand what kind of medicine Ye Jiamei practiced, but he obediently followed orders and left.
He assumed that perhaps his lady simply didn’t want him disturbing them.
The man’s wounds, due to being exposed to the rain, had become infected. But thanks to Ye Jiamei, who had immediately given him medication and an IV drip, his fever had begun to subside.
The first IV bag contained 500 milliliters of fluid.
Watching the steady drip of liquid, Yu Luo slowly began to succumb to drowsiness…
“Water… Water…”
Yu Luo, who had unknowingly dozed off with her head resting against the bed, was startled awake by a faint murmur.
Groggily straightening her stiff back, she blinked, only to suddenly notice that the IV tube had started to backflow with blood!
Snapping awake instantly, she ignored the still-murmuring man and quickly got to work.
Replacing the IV bag with a fresh one, she watched as the blood that had traveled up the tube slowly flowed back into the man’s body. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief and sit back down.
“Water… Water…”
Now that she had calmed down, she finally heard the man’s weak voice again. Yu Luo’s eyes widened, and she leaned in closer.
“Are you asking for water?”
His voice was feeble and fragmented. His brows furrowed deeply, and despite the harsh winter night outside, with the storm raging on, the man was drenched in sweat.
She turned to look around the room. Not to mention a teacup—she didn’t even know where the water storage was in this house!
Hurriedly, she retrieved a tea set from her system’s inventory, poured out some cold water, and, without considering whether the man could tolerate it, pressed it against his lips.
Perhaps due to the high fever, his lips were dry and cracked, with traces of dried blood.
She lifted the cup to his lips, but since he was lying flat on the bed with his eyes still closed, he couldn’t drink it.
“Tao Ming? Tao Ming?”
She called out a few times, but with the heavy rain outside, there was no response.
She figured Tao Ming was probably fast asleep after such a tiring day. Waking him up just to help a man sit up and drink water seemed unnecessary.
After all, she was from the modern world—this much physical contact wasn’t a big deal.
Setting the teacup aside, she reached under the man’s neck and lifted him up. To stabilize him, she had to press part of her body against his back while bringing the cup to his lips.
Even though the man still hadn’t opened his eyes, as soon as he felt the cool touch of the cup against his lips, his survival instincts kicked in. He eagerly parted his lips and gulped down the water.
“More… more…”
His hoarse voice came again.
Yu Luo sighed and, instead of using the cup, directly brought the spout of the teapot to his lips, letting him drink to his heart’s content.
Only after he had drained the entire pot of water did his tightly shut eyes tremble slightly. His long, thick eyelashes fluttered a few times before he slowly opened his eyes.
As his gaze settled on the unfamiliar surroundings, his lashes quivered again, and his eyes gradually opened wider.
“You’re awake?!”
Seeing his side profile in the dim candlelight, Yu Luo, startled but pleased, quickly set down the teapot and carefully helped him lie back down.
What she hadn’t expected was that the moment he opened his eyes, they were strikingly clear—like stars in the midnight sky. Though his gaze still carried traces of confusion and cold detachment, those eyes added an undeniable charm to his already handsome features.
Even Yu Luo was momentarily stunned by how good-looking he was.
Luckily, she wasn’t the type to be easily swayed by appearances. After the initial surprise, she quickly composed herself and spoke softly.
Hearing a woman’s voice, the man’s initially deep and wary eyes turned even more perplexed.
Yu Luo straightened up and met his intense gaze, which now carried a faint chill.
“Last night, my guard and I found you outside, heavily injured, and brought you back. You were lying there in the rain, and your wounds had gotten infected. Luckily, my mother is skilled in medicine—she pulled you back from the brink of death. But judging by your condition, I’d say it’ll take at least three to five days for you to recover.”
In the flickering candlelight, Yu Luo’s delicate features glowed softly. Though her expression remained calm, the joy in her eyes was undeniable.
The man’s heart skipped a beat. The coldness in his eyes faded slightly, softening into something more gentle.
“Wife.”
His deep, hoarse voice carried a hint of roughness due to his dry throat.
But what shocked Yu Luo most was what he said.
Her eyes widened in disbelief, and she instinctively took a step back, staring at him warily.
She didn’t expect that the joke about amnesia would actually appear in real life.
