Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Chapter 473: It’s easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it’s hard to go from luxury to frugality

Shang Qing naturally couldn't let Ji Xun take a bath. After all, doing so would likely make his condition worse.

However, not being able to take a shower doesn't mean you can't clean your body.

In Shang Qing's opinion, wiping with warm water can also have a certain cleaning effect.

So Shang Qing took quick action.

She placed the basin beside the bed, then carefully pulled the curtains, making sure there was no gap to prevent Ji Xun from catching a cold.

Despite this, she still felt a little uneasy.

In the end, I simply turned on the heating function of the air conditioner, which made me feel a little more at ease.

"But, sister, I still think there's a big difference between bathing and wiping."

Ji Xun's voice sounded a little aggrieved, and his soft and sticky appearance made people feel that he was particularly easy to bully.

Seeing this, Shang Qing took the wet towel out of the water, wrung it out vigorously, and said unhappily, "How can this be the same? You're not well yet. What if taking a bath makes your condition worse?"

"Be good and listen to me. I'll wipe it for you and the effect will be the same."

Ji Xun seemed to realize that his request was a bit excessive, and his voice became softer: "Oh, okay."

He lowered his eyebrows slightly, and his appearance made people feel pity for him.

Although he said this, if you see Ji Xun's expression and eyes.

It was obvious that he was actually looking forward to Shang Qing wiping him.

Saying that he wanted to take a shower by himself was completely hypocritical.

In fact, the reason why Ji Xun proposed to take a bath was that he naturally had his own little calculations in mind.

Of course he knew that Shang Qing would definitely not agree to let him take a shower if he was sick.

Then, according to Shang Qing's personality, she would definitely take the initiative to offer to help Ji Xun wipe his body.

In this way, wouldn’t Ji Xun’s goal be achieved?

Shang Qing gently held Ji Xun's upper body in his arms, as if he were treating a precious treasure.

She gently took off Ji Xun's pajamas and put them aside.

Then she supported his back with one hand and slowly laid him back on the soft bed with the other.

Ji Xun lay there quietly, his slender fingers unconsciously kneading the sheets.

He closed his eyes tightly, and his thick and long eyelashes trembled slightly, like leaves blown by the breeze.

A light pink color gradually appeared on his cheeks, just like peach blossoms blooming in spring.

Shang Qing didn't think too much about it.

All her energy was focused on taking care of Ji Xun.

It was not the first time nor the second time for her to help Ji Xun wipe his body.

After all, from the time Ji Xun became a vegetative state to the time he woke up and was discharged from the hospital, Shang Qing was the main person who took care of Ji Xun.

This is not because Shang Qing took the initiative to ask to do these things.

Grandma Kang is old and not in good health, and hiring a caregiver would cost a lot of money.

At that time, Shang Qing was very poor and financially tight.

So, in this situation, Shang Qing naturally became the best person to take care of Ji Xun.

Moreover, don’t be fooled by Shang Qing’s image as a thin and weak beauty. In fact, she has the physique of a strongman and can easily handle these physical tasks.

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Shang Qing once again returned to his former identity as a strongman.

She patiently helped Ji Xun wash up, wiped his body clean, and changed him into clean pajamas.

Seeing that everything had been arranged, Shang Qing gently turned off the lights, then turned and left the room.

She went to the bathroom and started to bathe herself and clean up.

Ji Xun originally thought that Shang Qing would never come back.

After all, it's time to rest at night.

After taking a shower, Shang Qing gently wiped her wet hair with a towel.

Usually Ji Xun helped her wipe her hair, but now she had to do it herself and she felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.

As expected, it is easy to go from simple to luxurious, but it is difficult to go from luxurious to simple.

Turning on the hair dryer and letting the warm wind blow through her hair, Shang Qing did not forget to pick up her mobile phone and reply to her friends' messages.

However, when she saw the interface where Min Zhiheng had withdrawn several messages, she couldn't help but blink, a look of confusion on her face.

"Could it be that Min Zhiheng sent the wrong message?"

However, Shang Qing did not dwell on it too much, and just walked out without caring about it.

After all, she has received several orders recently and is quite busy.

Thinking of Ji Xun who was still sick in the bedroom, Shang Qing could not let go.

She set the alarm and planned to go see him later.

Then she continued to concentrate on painting, and time passed by minute by minute.

When the alarm goes off.

When the clock struck 10:10 p.m., Shang Qing finally put down her paintbrush.

She rubbed her aching brow, put away her tools and stood up.

Shang Qing walked to the kitchen, turned on the stove, and boiled another cup of steaming ginger sugar water.

Holding the ginger sugar water, Shang Qing pushed open the bedroom door.

The dim light fills the entire room with a peaceful atmosphere.

Shang Qing deliberately left the light on so that she could take care of Ji Xun more conveniently when she came in again.

Ji Xun propped up his weak body and looked towards the door.

When he saw Shang Qing come in, he was surprised for a moment, then the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a weak smile.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Shang Qing walked to the bed, looked at Ji Xun with some dissatisfaction, and sat down beside him.

Shang Qing handed over the ginger sugar water: "That's perfect, drink another cup to help you sweat."

Ji Xun looked at Shang Qing with his clear and moist eyes, and said softly and aggrievedly, "Sister, I don't really feel like drinking. Can you please not..."

"No, you must drink it." Shang Qing's tone was extremely domineering, leaving no room for negotiation.

Ji Xun hesitated for a moment, then said in a slightly coquettish tone: "Sister, my hands are a little weak, can you feed me?"

His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of upsetting Shang Qing.

"Yes." Shang Qing's voice suddenly became soft and gently brushed past Ji Xun's ears.

She gently put her arms around Ji Xun's shoulders and let his body slowly lean towards her.

Ji Xun leaned obediently on Shang Qing, feeling her warmth and care.

Picking up the cup, Shang Qing brought the ginger sugar water in the cup to Ji Xun's mouth.

Ji Xun frowned slightly, still somewhat resistant to the cup of ginger sugar water.

Looking at his cute face with a slightly frown on his face, Shang Qing couldn't help but smile helplessly.

Not to mention that Ji Xun didn't like it, even Shang Qing himself didn't like drinking ginger sugar water.

Several times when she fell ill, it was Grandma Kang who forced her to drink it.

She coaxed him softly: "Come on, be good, little Xunxun is the best."

As she spoke, she gently stroked Ji Xun's back and encouraged him to drink the cup of ginger sugar water.

Ji Xun hesitated for a moment, but finally opened his mouth and drank the ginger sugar water in one gulp from Shang Qing's hand.

The spicy taste spread in his throat, making him cough a few times.