Chapter 704: Does Your Fourth Uncle Know

Bo Qingshan tilted his head, “No, when I say there’s none, there’s none.”

Bo Yanching tapped his forehead, having no mood for jokes.

His dark eyes fell on Qianqian’s little face, and he sighed quietly to himself.

“How can you sleep holding her like that?”

“I just won’t sleep!”

Bo Yanching looked at him amusedly, “I meant Qianqian won’t be comfortable sleeping like that, who cares about you?

Your leg is elevated, and if she really sleeps on it all night, her neck will hurt tomorrow.”

Bo Qingshan’s ready retort was immediately choked back.

This time without any protest, he carefully held Qianqian’s shoulders and slowly withdrew his leg.

Bo Yanching assisted, and both were careful not to wake Qianqian.

Snuggling against the pillow, her face rubbed against it, and tiny hairs at her temples caught on her face, completely pressed down as she lay on her side.

Bo Yanching moved a few strands of hair that almost ended up in Qianqian’s mouth, then turned his head to Bo Qingshan and noticed his eyes were unusually red.

“Go sleep, come back tomorrow.”

Bo Qingshan refused to leave, his eyes fixed on Bo Qingshan.

He had always adored his sister, hardly liking to be photographed from childhood, not even a single portrait in his room, yet there were pictures of Qianqian, the only group photo also included Qianqian.

Even Nan Jiaojiao had asked him about it before.

Whenever Qianqian was mentioned, his eyes and brows were tinged with a smile.

“Uncle Three, Sister Jiaojiao said, Qianqian has been poisoned, can this poison be cured?”

Bo Yanching pressed his brow, said calmly, “Trust your Sister Jiaojiao, she’ll do her best, but don’t keep bringing it up to her, unnecessarily adding pressure.”

“I know, I won’t ask.”

Thinking it over, Bo Qingshan’s eyes showed determination, “I believe in her.”

Bo Yanching led him outside, “Does Uncle Four know about this?”

“No, Uncle Four left a couple of days ago, said he was restoring an ancient painting, which is rather tricky.

He can’t get away and is staying in the studio.

Great Grandmother also told everyone not to mention it to him.”

Bo Yanching nodded, “Then let’s not mention it, unless Uncle Four asks about it in the future.”

Bo Qingshan pursed his lips as if he wanted to say more, but when he finally decided to speak, he was at a loss for words.

After leaving the Bo Residence, Bo Yanching went straight to Mist Garden.

Jiang Yu was there and didn’t say a word on seeing him, having the servants arrange a guest room.

Bo Yanching didn’t rest but sat on a stone bench in the front garden.

The table was set with a tea set, with wisps of smoke and the aroma of tea lingering around.

He poured a cup of tea, waiting for Nan Jiaojiao to finish her work.

But he ended up not seeing her all night.

The next day, by evening, she still hadn’t appeared.

Bo Yanching couldn’t wait any longer and headed for the Medicine Garden.

Just as he was about to knock, the door was pulled open from the inside.

Nan Jiaojiao, with a cold expression, suddenly saw him, her eyes slightly widened, then faded back to normal.

“What are you doing here?”

“I came to pick you up,” Bo Yanching didn’t mention that he had been there since the previous night.

Nan Jiaojiao rubbed her neck, tilting her head back just as the sunset’s glow hit her eyelids, and she slightly closed her eyes.

The orange light and shadows fell beneath her eyelids, revealing a faint ring of blue.

Bo Yanching drew her into his arms, compassionately pinched her fingers, grateful they weren’t cold.

“Didn’t you sleep at all last night?”

“I was looking through records, no time to sleep.”

“Wasn’t Elder Jiang supposed to have treated a similar condition before?”

At that, Nan Jiaojiao got a bit frustrated, “She’s forgotten about it by now, otherwise I wouldn’t have wasted time browsing through the cases.”

She gently pushed him aside, “I’m hungry, I’ll have Aunt Mou make me something to eat.”