Quick Wear: The Sickly Boss Is Addicted to Spoiling Me

Chapter 891 Miaojiang Youth X Black-bellied Prince 3

"Ah?" Shen Xi's face was full of shock, and concern instantly overflowed in his eyes.

Song An looked at Shen Xi's reaction and sighed in his heart. It seemed that he really knew nothing.

After hesitating for a moment, Song An decided not to hide it anymore and prepared to turn the topic to amnesia.

"I don't know either. I've been feeling dizzy since I woke up." Song An frowned, his face full of confusion and bewilderment.

Shen Xi's expression became more and more worried, and he asked, "You don't even remember why you were injured?"

Song An slowly closed his eyes, his hands unconsciously pressing on his temples, as if he was trying to dig out those lost memories. However, after a long while, he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of loss, and shook his head gently.

"I seem to have forgotten everything. I have no memory of the past at all."

Shen Xi looked very concerned, but he was complaining in his heart: "You really have lost your memory, I will take your last name."

"If you really can't remember, then don't think about it for now. You just woke up and your body is weak. If you keep thinking about it, you will get a headache."

Song An was just pretending in the first place, so Shen Xi's words were equivalent to telling him to stop acting.

Song An was naturally happy and didn't want to leave because he found peace and quiet.

Shen Xi went back to the kitchen and brought out the meal he had just prepared.

Fortunately, I suddenly had the idea of ​​drinking white porridge today. Song An is still very weak now, so it would be best for him to drink some white porridge first.

Shen Xi sat carefully on the edge of the bed, holding the bowl of porridge in one hand and a spoon in the other. He gently scooped up a spoonful of porridge, put it to his mouth and blew gently. After confirming that the temperature was appropriate, he handed it to Song An's mouth.

Song An subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to take the spoon, but as soon as he moved, he felt a sharp pain in the wound on his arm, and he couldn't help but let out a slight "hiss".

Seeing this, Shen Xi frowned even more tightly, and his tone was full of heartache: "Don't move, I'll feed you. You are injured now, don't be stubborn."

Song An looked at the young man in front of him with eyes full of concern, and a different emotion suddenly surged in his heart.

He wanted to refuse again, but looking at Shen Xi's unquestionable eyes, he swallowed the words back and finally nodded helplessly.

Song An opened his mouth slightly and ate the porridge that Shen Xi fed him. The temperature of the porridge was just right, and the soft and glutinous rice grains slid down his throat, bringing a hint of warmth. While Shen Xi was feeding him, he kept reminding him, "Eat slowly, don't burn yourself."

Song An looked at Shen Xi quietly. At this moment, he actually enjoyed the feeling of being cared for.

At the same time, the system prompt sounded.

"Congratulations to the host. The favorability of the main plot target character has increased by 10%. I hope the host will continue to work hard."

Slowly, the porridge in the porcelain bowl was gone.

Shen Xi didn’t have a big appetite, and I thought he was the only one eating, so I didn’t cook much.

Now, it’s not enough.

"Would you like some more soup?"

Song An didn't answer. To be more precise, he didn't have time to answer before the spoon was brought to his mouth.

I don’t know how long it took before the dinner was over.

Shen Xi collected the dishes and returned to the room.

I found that Song An hadn't lay down yet.

"Young Master has just woken up, you should get more rest."

In fact, Song An didn't want to sleep much, but his heart was still full of doubts.

After all, he really had no way of confirming whether Shen Xi was an enemy or a friend.

Although he hid his thoughts very well, Shen Xi still saw through them.

"Are you still on guard?"

Seeing that he didn't want to sleep, Shen Xi simply moved a chair, sat in front of him and chatted with him.

I just didn't expect that the first person to speak was Song An.

"Can I ask where you found me?"

Shen Xi seemed to have anticipated that he would ask this question.

“It was by a stream not far from the village. When I saw you, half of your body was submerged in water.

It should have fallen off the cliff, but it just happened to fall into the water."

Song An nodded.

'It seems that he really picked me up by chance.'

Shen Xi looked at him in deep thought.

"What's wrong? Did you remember something, sir?"

"No."

Although Song An has confirmed that this young man might not be a bad person, he will not easily reveal that he still has memories.

At least he couldn't be exposed until his injuries healed.

"where is this place?"

"This is where I grew up, but I don't know what it's called. I've never been out, so I don't know. What other names does this place have?"

After listening to him, Song An stopped asking questions. He was afraid that if he asked too many questions, Shen Xi would notice something was wrong.

It’s better to wait until the injury heals and then slowly find a way to leave.

Shen Xi turned and left the room. After a while, he took Song An's changed clothes and the things he had on him when he found him, and brought them all to him, "Master, can you remember anything?"

Song An's eyes swept over the items. The clothes were torn beyond recognition, with the fabric hanging in wisps. It was impossible to tell the original style and texture at all. There was indeed nothing special about them.

The only thing that could be slightly identified was the jade pendant. The warm jade still glowed faintly in the dim light.

But Song An knew clearly that he was pretending to have amnesia and must not show that he recognized these things.

So, he just glanced at it lightly and shook his head gently, "I still don't have any impression."

Time passed slowly and the night grew darker.

When it was time to rest, Shen Xi was just about to blow out the candle.

Suddenly I remembered that I haven’t changed his dressing today.

"Sir, please wait a minute. Your wound today has not been patched yet."

As he said this, he turned around hurriedly, rummaged through the cabinet to find a jar of medicine and clean gauze, and hurried back to the bed.

The candlelight flickered, and Shen Xi's figure looked a little flustered in the dim light.

When Shen Xi opened the medicine jars and wanted to apply medicine to him.

Song An wanted to do it himself, but Shen Xi did not hand him the medicine.

He has just recovered and has to feed himself, so how could he have the energy to apply medicine?

"Sir, you don't have to be embarrassed. I was the one who wiped you when I was unconscious for a few days."