My Sloppy Husband Is Actually a Handsome Bigshot!-Chapter 165 - 162 Risking Life 2

Li Yanan looked down and saw that the tearful and exhausted Lin Zhenxin had fallen asleep again in his arms.

He gently placed her on the bed.

Li Yanan forced himself to control his emotions.

His usually calm and composed face was now filled with fear, and even the large hand holding Lin Zhenxin’s trembled slightly.

Raising Lin Zhenxin’s hand to his lips, Li Yanan gently kissed each of her fingers.

Perhaps due to nerves, Lin Zhenxin had gripped the gun too tightly, even when unconscious...

She still held on tightly, refusing to let go!

There was already a ring of bruises on her fingers...

By evening, the sleeping Lin Zhenxin suddenly developed a high fever.

Her temperature was very high; after measuring it with a thermometer, it was nearly forty degrees.

She felt very uncomfortable from the heat, with tears constantly slipping from the corners of her eyes, soaking the pillow.

"Yannan... Yannan... Li Yanan..."

Lin Zhenxin kept murmuring Li Yanan’s name, sweat frequently trickling down her forehead, drenching her bangs.

"Zhenxin, I am here."

But Lin Zhenxin gave no response, continuing to murmur incoherently, her body burning hot.

For the first time in his life, Li Yanan was panicked and at a loss of what to do.

All his usual calm demeanour seemed to have vanished from his mind.

The private doctor who had just left was summoned back, saying it was a stress-induced fever.

After giving an antipyretic shot, he prescribed some medicine and alcohol.

Seeing the doctor off, Li Yanan brought a basin of cool water from the bathroom.

He casually turned off the air conditioning in the room.

Sitting by the bedside, Li Yanan repeatedly wrung out a towel and placed it on Lin Zhenxin’s forehead.

Her clothes were soaked with sweat, sticking translucently to her body, making even the unconscious Lin Zhenxin feel very uncomfortable.

Li Yanan quietly watched as Lin Zhenxin was tormented by her fever, a deep pain rising within him...

When Lin Zhenxin awoke again, it was completely dark outside.

The room was very warm, and she felt as if her whole body, like a fish pulled from the sea, was dry and weak.

In the bedroom, only a wall lamp was lit, casting a dim yellow glow.

She had had many dreams, mostly nightmares, but upon waking, she couldn’t remember them clearly.

Instinctively turning her head, she saw Li Yanan curled up in the corner of the bed, his eyes closed in exhaustion.

His brows furrowed into a deep lines of worry.

He still held a towel that he had been using to wipe Lin Zhenxin’s forehead.

Lin Zhenxin was very thirsty, but had no strength, so she just quietly watched him.

She remembered that the first time she woke up, she cried.

She had cried unrestrainedly, as if to vent all her fears and anxieties from her heart.

But what happened after she cried?

She couldn’t remember at all!

"Yannan..." Her lips moved slightly, and they cracked completely.

A faint taste of blood seeped into her mouth.

The taste made Lin Zhenxin feel inexplicably disgusted.

Lin Zhenxin slowly sat up, even this normally simple action left her breathless.

Perhaps hearing her, Li Yanan opened his eyes.

The first thing he saw was Lin Zhenxin leaning against the headboard, smiling at him with her rosy face.

"Zhenxin, you’re awake?" He wiped his face, making sure it wasn’t a dream.

"Yeah, I’m very thirsty, I want some water."

She still felt hot, both physically and mentally tired, her voice lacking the usual energy.

Li Yanan quickly got up, walked to the bar, and poured a glass of cool boiled water.

Perhaps from excitement, he nearly spilled half of it on the way back.

Sitting by the bed, he supported Lin Zhenxin with one hand and brought the glass to her cracked lips with the other.

Like a traveler in the desert finding an oasis, Lin Zhenxin kept drinking the water.

"What happened to me?" Li Yanan’s expression was so strange, and she felt so weak.

"You had a fever after being frightened."

Li Yanan, seeing she had drunk enough, placed the glass on the nightstand.

"A fever?" That could explain why she felt so hot and uncomfortable, with no strength at all.

"Yeah." Li Yanan’s voice carried regret.

Lin Zhenxin remained silent for a while, watching Li Yanan’s handsome face gleam with sweat, since the air conditioner was off.

"Join me, please?"

Lin Zhenxin’s face was flushed red from the fever, sweat making her appear like a fresh peach.

Li Yanan’s throat tightened.

The last time she was this weak was when Shelley dug up reports about the arson years ago.

"I can’t sleep well on my own." Lin Zhenxin said softly as he hesitated to move.

It was true; she couldn’t sleep well.

Every time she closed her eyes, she would dream of Li Yanan pressing that revolver against her temple and pulling the trigger.

With a bang, the bullet fired, staining her entire world red with blood.

Li Yanan was silent, and Lin Zhenxin didn’t urge him, she simply pulled back a corner of the thin quilt, waiting for him.

It wasn’t long before Li Yanan joined her.

As soon as he lay down, Lin Zhenxin scooted over, snuggling into his arms.

"Is it hot?" She lifted her head, her feverish red eyes looking up at him.

Li Yanan shook his head.

Lin Zhenxin reached out, gently wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"It’s dirty." Li Yanan held her soft hand in his own, his expression serious.

"Not dirty." She stubbornly argued.

Li Yanan seldom sweated, but the temperature in Vietnam was high; even at night, it was close to thirty degrees.

He had turned off the air conditioning, causing the room temperature to rise significantly.

Only one window was open for ventilation.

Even someone like Li Yanan, who rarely sweated, was now drenched in sweat.

"What did you dream about?" Li Yanan embraced her closely, his voice gentle.

"I dreamt that the gun misfired."

Lin Zhenxin buried her face in his chest, the familiar fresh scent of him mixed with sweat still calming her.

"I had already figured out which position the bullet was in when he spun the chamber."

Li Yanan spoke softly, his usual stern expression only relaxed like this in front of Lin Zhenxin.

"When Mo Chi took Little Kui to the infirmary, I signaled him to delay as long as possible, allowing Dongting and Mo Chi to find the most advantageous positions on the second floor to eliminate Ruan Zonglin’s threat."

He closed his eyes and kissed her sweaty forehead.

Li Yanan had only shared part of it; the other part was the fear in his heart!

He always had confidence in himself, but when it came to Zhenxin, he dreaded any mistake.

If he had misheard, if the bullet wasn’t in the sixth chamber, if something unexpected happened...

"I knew it..." Lin Zhenxin smiled softly with her eyes closed.

"You couldn’t have been unprepared."

Wrapping her arms around his waist, Lin Zhenxin knew of Li Yanan’s strong adaptability, which was why she dared to risk herself to save Little Kui.

"Because I trust you, I believe you’ll find a way to save me, which is why I swapped with Little Kui."

"Not afraid?" Li Yanan asked.

"Terrified, almost to death, my hands and legs were shaking."

In her life, Lin Zhenxin had never had a gun pointed at her head, especially not such a dangerous gamble.

"But when I’m with you, fear comes second."

Hearing this, Li Yanan looked down at her fever-flushed face, like she was drunk.

"Because I am your woman, my every word and action represents you."

Lin Zhenxin smiled, her eyes forming crescents.

Since marrying Li Yanan, she seemed to keep landing him in trouble, constantly needing him to clean up her messes.

She hated her own powerlessness.

Unable to add to his achievements, yet making him worry and work hard for her.

She had so many faults, yet he had spoiled her...

"Zhenxin, you’re wrong." Li Yanan never thought she valued him more than herself.

"You should put yourself first..."

Before he finished speaking, he looked down to see Lin Zhenxin resting quietly against his chest, already asleep again.

"Zhenxin, you are the most important to me..."

The next morning.

The doorbell rang, and Li Yanan went to answer it.

Lin Zhenxin was sitting helplessly on the sofa.

Ever since they had woken up, he had been almost overprotective, not letting her do anything.

Even when she wanted to get up and pour herself some water, Li Yanan did it for her.

While he was answering the door, Lin Zhenxin finally felt she could catch her breath.

"Eldest Sister-in-law." The soft voice came from not far away, and instinctively, Lin Zhenxin looked over to see Xiang Xiaokui, with bandages on her head, carrying two large coconuts, plop down beside her.

"I’m not used to you calling me that, just call me Zhenxin, I’m older than you, how about adding ’Sister’?"

Lin Zhenxin really couldn’t take being called ’Eldest Sister-in-law’.

"Sister Zhenxin." Xiang Xiaokui obediently complied.

"Sorry for causing you trouble." Xiang Xiaokui stood up and bowed ninety degrees towards her.

It gave Lin Zhenxin quite a shock!

Before she could speak, the doorbell rang again from outside.

Li Yanan went to open it, and in strode Jin Muchi, carrying anti-inflammatory medication.

Seeing Jin Muchi, Xiang Xiaokui, for the first time, seemed like a mouse encountering a cat, hiding behind Lin Zhenxin.

"Xiang Xiaokui, come out here! You’ve already caused enough trouble!"

Xiang Xiaokui kept her head down, the coconuts held tightly in her arms, little mouth clenched tightly.

"I’m sorry," tears started falling with those words.

She then carefully handed the coconuts to Lin Zhenxin.

"These are my favorite, Sister Zhenxin, for you."

Xiang Xiaokui’s eyes were red, and she wouldn’t dare look at Jin Muchi, her face full of sadness.

Jin Muchi was momentarily speechless, unable to say anything harsh.

"I’m fine, really, Mr. Jin, don’t blame Little Kui, she was also frightened by yesterday’s events." ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Lin Zhenxin had always wanted a sister when she was young, and Xiang Xiaokui fulfilled all her fantasies, pulling her closer to gently wipe her tears.

She also signaled to Li Yanan to help smooth things over.

"Little Kui, come help me in the kitchen, Zhenxin hasn’t had breakfast yet."

Li Yanan called to Xiang Xiaokui, and Lin Zhenxin gently nudged her, smiling as she sent her over...

Jin Muchi sat down, looking at the two coconuts with an expression of mixed emotions.

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