Xin Villa...
"Where is Xiao Zi?"
"Mrs. Xin, Master is sleeping. It's better if you don't disturb him."
Zhao Huan stared at Xin Kuan and asked, "Is he sick? Why is he sleeping till now?"
Xin Kuan was silent for a moment before replying, "I won't be answering any of your queries. Please, leave."
"I'm his sister-in-law! Let me see who dares to stop me from seeing him." Since Zhao Huan was a doctor, she was a very soft and gentle person. So, it really took Xin Kuan by surprise when he watched her imposing manner.
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Huan turned around and complained, "Husband, this man is not letting me see my brother-in-law."
The man standing behind Zhao Huan looked almost identical to Xin Zimen at first glance. But if one noticed, only then one would be able to see the small difference in their features. But it was the gentle personality of the person that made him seem very different from Xin Zimen's cold personality.
"Mr. Xin Zemin," greeted Xin Kuan politely. "Don't you think you shouldn't be here?"
"I just came to see my little brother. Is that a crime?" Even when Xin Zemin was being sarcastic, his voice was very gentle and pleasing to hear.
"That's not a crime but Master won't..."
"Husband! Come inside! Xiao Zi is burning up!"
Only now Xin Kuan noticed that while he was startled by Xin Zemin's sudden appearance, Zhao Huan had already run inside to Xin Ximen's bedroom. Hearing her anxious voice, Xin Zemin sprinted inside to see his brother.
He got on the bed and touched Xin Zimen's forehead which was burning up. "He has such a high fever. What were you doing?"
The question was directed towards Xin Kuan who answered humbly, "Master doesn't allow anyone in his room. Feeling something amiss when I entered his room, he was already burning up. I've called the doctor, he'll be here soon."
"No need for the doctor, I'm here," said Zhao Huan. "Get my medical box from the car." Xin Kuan hesitated when he noticed Xin Zemin sitting beside his master. "Kuan! Are you really gonna delay this urgent matter?"
Xin Kuan finally walked out to follow the orders leaving only Zhao Huan and Xin Zemin with Xin Zimen who was lying unconscious without knowing what was going around him.
"Should we take him to the hospital? It doesn't seem like a simple fever."
Zhao Huan pressed her lips together as she checked his pulse and said, "Let me do a thorough checkup first." Looking at Xin Zimen knitting his brows even in his sleep, she could tell he was feeling uncomfortable. "He doesn't easily get sick though. Something must have happened. What do you think, husband?"
When Zhao Huan saw the photo, she was stunned. She looked at Xin Zimen's face again as she said, "He really loved his daughter."
Xin Zemin hummed in reply while he held his brother's hand. As if feeling a familiar presence, Xin Zimen's frown eased up.
When Xin Kuan came back, he watched how with one hand Xin Zemin was holding his brother's hand and with a towel in his other hand wiped his brother's sweat calmly and gently. There was no rush in his movements. And it seemed like he was very used to this movement.
While Zhao Huan was writing down the prescription, Ah-Si entered the room with a worried look.
"What happened to dad? Uncle Ze? Aunt? What are you guys doing here?"
"Xin Kuan, get the medicine fast. Xiao Zi's temperature needs to lower or else it'll be dangerous." Zhao Huan was instructing Xin Kuan at the side.
So, Ah-Si could only move to his father and uncle's side. "Uncle Ze, when did you come back? And what's wrong with dad?"
Xin Zemin smiled at his nephew gently, "Your dad has a bit of a fever. Don't worry though. With your aunt here, it'll be fine."
Ah-Si looked at his father's face and hesitated before nodding his head. However, he was still worried. So, he didn't dare to leave his father's side. It was very rare for his father to get sick and even rarer to show such a vulnerable side of his.
Looking at how his uncle was taking care of his father, he couldn't help sighing. If his father was awake right now, he knew there'd be a huge argument going on. Although he didn't know why his father avoided his own elder brother, he was still perceptive enough to figure out that his father didn't hate him. But the same could not be said for his grandparents. Because Ah-Si was certain that his father hated his own parents.
After two hours when Xin Zimen's temperature went a little down did Xin Zemin breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at his little brother he was truly worried.
"Uncle, why did you come? Dad won't..."
Xin Zemin didn't let Ah-Si finish as he said, "What? At most, he'll throw me out of his house. It's okay." Seeing Xin Zemin's smile as he caressed his little brother's head, Ah-Si was feeling complicated. "I'd rather see our Ah-Zi yelling at me than like this."
"Uncle..." Ah-Si didn't know how to continue. He really didn't know what to say to this uncle of his who really loved his little brother. But how come his smart father wasn't able to see that his uncle's love was genuine?
"Lin'er..."
Ah-Si looked over at his father who suddenly mumbled something that he couldn't hear from his position.
But since Xin Zemin was very close to him, he could hear what his little brother said. He knew who he was calling in this state.
"Lin'er, don't leave dad..."
A tear slid down Xin Zimen's eyes that his brother wiped while softly murmuring, "Ah-Zi, she didn't leave. She is still with you. Stop thinking about it."