My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband-Chapter 36 Ye Shen: Call Me Sister-in-Law Protector Madman 2

Ye Shen knocked on Mo Yinhe’s bedroom door. When no one answered, he grew anxious and broke in. Upon entering, he immediately saw the Force Field Protective Shield. Ye Shen froze. Uh...???

Ye Shen didn’t see Si Mingjing—the adorable Chibi Dragon—only his brother’s tall figure. Mo Yinhe was lying on his side on the bed and didn’t even look up when he heard the footsteps, merely tossing out icily, "Who told you to come in? Get out!"

"Brother, Song Pianlan said Miss Si’s prescription will make your illness incurable. Even the academicians at the Traditional Medicine Research Institute said there’s something wrong with it. After taking the medicine, how do you feel?"

"Pretty good."

Mo Yinhe tossed out the two words, clearly impatient.

Ye Shen wasn’t convinced. "I heard from the butler that you haven’t come out of your bedroom all day. Are you really okay?"

"Very well," Mo Yinhe replied, his complexion surprisingly bright.

It was unclear what he was hiding under the blanket. He clutched it tighter, casting a disdainful glance at Ye Shen. "Still not leaving?" freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Driven by curiosity, Ye Shen asked, "Brother, what treasure are you hiding under your blanket?"

"Your sister-in-law."

Mo Yinhe stated it bluntly, clearly not intending for Ye Shen to catch a glimpse. He was worried Ye Shen would get excited, insist on reminiscing with his sister-in-law, and become an unwelcome third wheel.

Ye Shen: "..."

Is my brother talking nonsense again? Song Pianlan was right; he’s definitely going to become terminally ill—not with a physical ailment, but with lovesickness!

Too weary to argue with a terminally lovesick widower, Ye Shen peeked from outside the Force Field Protective Shield. "Brother, are you sure Miss Si’s prescription hasn’t worsened your condition?"

Mo Yinhe’s dignified and refined voice held a hint of approval. "Except for being unbearable at night, there are no other issues for now. She really does have some skill."

For the past few years, he’d constantly felt a suffocating tightness in his chest. Old Master Song had been treating him, but there hadn’t been much relief despite all the medicine. However, these past two days, Mo Yinhe felt a clear improvement. It had to be Si Mingjing’s prescription working.

Nestled in the blankets, the Chibi Dragon, Si Mingjing, had a slight curve at the corner of her mouth. The Little Dragon unconsciously scraped her tail a couple of times over Mo Yinhe’s arm. This man finally has some conscience!

Feeling relieved, Ye Shen concluded, "I also don’t think Miss Si is the charlatan Jianghu Doctor they make her out to be. I’ll go downstairs now and send them away."

"Mm. Don’t come up to disturb me again tonight."

Ye Shen peered again toward the bulge under the blanket, intensely curious. What treasure could my brother be hiding under there that even requires a Force Field Protective Shield?!

「Downstairs, Song Pianlan felt she had everything under control.」

As soon as Ye Shen came downstairs, Song Pianlan immediately put on an extremely anxious expression and rushed to meet him.

"Third Young Master Ye, do you believe me now? Hurry and take us upstairs! We must race against time to snatch him back from the Grim Reaper!"

Ye Shen, however, stood at the landing, hands in his pockets, an immovable barrier. "My brother is perfectly healthy and not at death’s door as you claim," he declared. "Thank you for your concern, but please leave. I have other matters to attend to, so I won’t see you out."

"This is impossible!" Song Pianlan, a student of medicine, couldn’t believe it. "That prescription clearly has problems! Why are you stopping us from treating Mr. Mo?"

Ye Shen’s face suddenly darkened. "Miss Song, are you cursing my brother to have something happen to him?"

"That’s not what I mean, but the prescription..."

Ye Shen had no interest in listening and cut Song Pianlan off. "What, so only your top medical school students are skilled? Is Miss Si from Prison Star a good-for-nothing then? Don’t forget the saying: ’Practice is the fount of truth, and masters are often found among the common folk!’"

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