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Mr. Yulian had once speculated that the relationship between Fern and Frieren was unusual.
Yes, that's exactly what I mean.
Because Mr. Yulian had seen Frieren and Fern sticking together more than once.
Especially at this moment, looking at Frieren who was tightly holding Fern's hand and refused to let go even in her sleep.
Mr. Yulian became even more convinced of this speculation - Fern and Frieren must have undergone an unspeakable change under his butterfly effect!
That is the kind of thing between girls!
"Mr. Yulian!"
Fern looked at Mr. Yulian who was standing at the door in a daze after entering the room, his eyes wide open, and couldn't help but call out shyly.
"Because of Mistress Frieren, I can't get the medicine..."
Fern's pretty face was slightly red, and she looked down at the hand that was tightly held by Frieren.
"Oh, yes!"
Mr. Yulian came back to his senses, his old face turning red.
He seemed to have knocked his head!
"I'll feed the medicine."
Mr. Yulian walked forward, picked up the medicine bowl, and came to Fern's side.
Fern nodded gently and moved aside a little, making it convenient for Mr. Yulian to feed the medicine to Frieren.
"Hmm?"
As if sensing Mr. Yulian's approach, Frieren actually struggled to open her emerald-like eyes.
"Yulian..."
Frieren looked at Mr. Yulian beside her with slightly red eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and then slowly closed them again.
"???"
No!
Mr. Yulian tilted his head.
You're already awake, can't you just take your medicine properly?!
And!
You're clearly awake, so why are you still holding onto Fern's hand!
"Frieren, time to take your medicine."
Mr. Yulian spoke, calling out to Frieren.
"Hmm."
Frieren responded with a heavy nasal sound, but there was no reaction.
"Mistress Frieren..."
Fern called out softly.
Only then did Frieren reluctantly open her eyes and stare at Mr. Yulian.
"Open your mouth."
Mr. Yulian gently blew on the soup in the medicine spoon as if coaxing a child, then brought the spoon to Frieren's mouth.
"Hmm..."
Frieren turned her head to the side, her eyes cast down, showing no intention of taking the medicine.
"Mistress Frieren, you have to take your medicine properly to get better."
Fern persuaded in a low voice, but only felt Frieren's grip on her hand tighten slightly.
"Really!"
Mr. Yulian helplessly put the medicine bowl down on the table, covering his forehead.
"She's just like a child!"
"Hmm..."
Frieren didn't say anything, just stubbornly tilted her head and looked out the window.
"It's unavoidable if it's bitter, but if you want Fern to feed you the medicine..."
"You have to let go of Fern's hand first, right?"
Mr. Yulian took a breath, told himself not to argue with a child, and then spoke to Frieren gently again.
"I don't want to take medicine."
This time Frieren finally responded.
"I'm fine."
Fine?
Mr. Yulian carefully examined Frieren.
She was indeed fine, aside from her flushed face and the dense beads of sweat on her cheeks.
Mr. Yulian also believed that Frieren's current state should be very good.
So...
"Fern, I'll leave it to you."
Mr. Yulian stepped forward, separated Frieren's tightly held hand from Fern's, and then turned around and walked out of the wooden house.
"Mistress Frieren, please take your medicine properly."
Fern said softly with her head lowered.
Seeing this, Frieren turned her head from the window and nodded gently.
"But it's so bitter, Fern."
"I don't like taking medicine."
Frieren's voice carried a hint of a sob due to her discomfort.
"You have to eat it even if it's bitter, Mistress Frieren."
Fern gently stroked Frieren's head, then turned and went to the wooden table.
However, Fern was momentarily stunned when she picked up the medicine bowl.
Fern looked back at Frieren, then quietly glanced at Mr. Yulian outside the house.
After confirming that Mr. Yulian was not paying attention to the inside of the house, Fern said in a low voice.
"I do have some stored sweets here."
"But I'm not sure if it will affect the efficacy of the medicine..."
The sweets were honey. Mr. Yulian had bought them for Fern to carry when he saw them marked as local specialties in Count Granat's territory.
He said something about honey water being good for health...
"Put some in, Fern."
Frieren said without hesitation after hearing Fern say it was honey.
Seeing this, Fern no longer hesitated, took out the honey pot from her spatial ring, scooped a small spoonful into the medicine soup, stirred it gently, and then came to Frieren's side to feed her the medicine.
"Hmm!"
After only taking a small sip of the medicine, Frieren frowned and closed her mouth.
"Is it still very bitter, Mistress Frieren?"
Fern frowned slightly.
A small spoonful of honey was Fern's limit. If she added more, Fern would have to consider asking Mr. Yulian if she could add sugar...
She was afraid of affecting the efficacy of the medicine and having an adverse impact on Frieren's recovery.
"Anyway, please bear with it."
Fern gritted her teeth and forcibly pushed the medicine spoon into Frieren's mouth.
Although Frieren was still somewhat resistant, after being forcibly fed the medicine several times, Frieren resigned herself to it.
"Speaking of which..."
Fern opened her mouth slightly, a little hesitant.
"What?"
Frieren stared at Fern with her beautiful emerald eyes, her eyes filled with confusion.
"Speaking of which, was Mistress Frieren having a nightmare just now?"
"Nightmare..."
Frieren thought for a moment but shook her head.
"I don't remember."
"You don't remember..."
Fern was a little depressed, always feeling that Frieren's hesitation had piqued her curiosity.
"Hmm."
Frieren nodded gently and obediently drank the medicine that Fern fed her.
"Then why were you holding my hand so tightly and willing to let go?"
"You were clearly awake."
Fern blinked her pure purple eyes, full of curiosity.
"This, this..."
Frieren stammered a little when speaking.
She seemed to be thinking of a good reason.
But under Fern's gaze, Frieren reluctantly told the truth.
"It's because Himmel used to do this."
Frieren said in a low voice.
"Himmel?"
Fern blinked her beautiful eyes, full of curiosity.
"When I was sick before, Himmel would hold my hand tightly like this..."
"He said it would make me feel better..."
Frieren nodded and explained.
"So, Mistress Frieren holding my hand is also because it will make you feel better?"
Fern had already fed all the medicine in the bowl.
After putting down the medicine bowl at this moment, Fern sat by Frieren's bed and stared blankly at her fair, slightly chubby little hand, lost in thought.
Although... it's very embarrassing...
But... if Mistress Frieren feels better holding my hand...
"Mistress Frieren, please rest well."
Fern's cheeks were slightly red as she grabbed Frieren's obedient little hand that was resting on the quilt.
"If Mistress Frieren feels better this way, I'll stay here with you!"
"Fern!"
Frieren's eyes widened slightly as she looked at Fern.
A strange feeling arose in her heart.
"Hmm..."
Frieren responded softly, slowly closing her eyes...
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