Hanna slept until midnight when she felt thirsty, probably because she ate too much grilled food in the afternoon. She turned on the light and got up and went to the kitchen. Passing Jacky's room, she suddenly stopped and sat with her ear close to the door. Her moans grew louder, making her face red as she thought. Besides, the night Jacky brought 'boys' home, he really made her rethink about this world. "What are you doing? Don't you come in?" The maid aunt, who was carrying a tray on which a glass of water and a steaming bowl of porridge were, stepped in front of her. Hanna jerked her head up in surprise. Seeing what her aunt was holding, she understood what was going on inside. It also meant that things weren't going as she thought. She coughed lightly to hide her guilt, stepping to the side smiling shyly. "What are you bringing in at this hour?" Hanna had roughly guessed it, but she still needed to confirm what she thought. As a result, she heard her aunt say that Jacky has a fever inside. The doctor had already come to examine him earlier, but she was afraid that he would be hungry, so she cooked porridge to bring him in. She was surprised and then embarrassed. And yet you think he's 'overworked' so he's hungry. Who would have thought that he had a fever in the middle of the night, and at night he was still violently tormenting her. Could it be that I ate too much and then exercised a lot, so I had a fever in the middle of the night. She followed the maid in to see how Jacky was. Since she was already standing in front of his door, if she didn't come in, she wouldn't know how to explain it. Besides, she really cared, wanted to see if he was getting better. "If Miss Hanna is already here, could you please help me feed the master?" The maid's aunt smiled at her. Hanna rolled her eyes. What is this? Tell her to feed him, that is, tell her to serve him. But how could she refuse, who said she was 'indebted to him'. Seeing her nod in agreement. The maid happily put the tray on the table beside the bed and went out to close the door. Hanna sighed in her past life, did she kill his whole family? But in this life, he had to be despised, sarcastic, and now he was also a servant 'offering rice and serving water'. She walked over and stooped to take the towel from his forehead and put her hand on it to have a look. She frowned at him, startled. He's already been examined by a doctor, but he still has a high fever? It's hot to burn your hand. She dipped the towel in the warm water next to it, wringed it out, and placed it on his forehead again. "What's he to eat?" She said quietly. Hanna looked at the bowl of porridge beside her, then back at him. The maid aunt was also worried too much, when she went to eat in the afternoon, she saw that he had not eaten much. With a fever like this, you won't be able to starve to death. And if he doesn't eat, shouldn't he give up this bowl of porridge? She looked at him thoughtfully and then back at the bowl of porridge. Finally she nodded decisively. She eats. Hanna picked up the bowl of porridge to eat, but as soon as she ate a spoon her eyes were sparkling. "Is the porridge good?" "It's too delicious." After Hanna answered, she stiffened. Because she suddenly woke up and found out who the person who asked her the question just now was. She was confused, she ate people's crap and let them catch them in battle. Now, where should she throw her face? She smiled shyly and looked up at him and found that he was also looking at her. "Are you hungry? I'm just going to taste it to see if it's still… hot….is it still hot?" Hanna's eyes suddenly lit up, she immediately thought of an excuse to cover up her embarrassment. Jacky squinted at her, he was assessing the truth of her words. "Aren't you really eating with the sick?" Jacky still couldn't believe what she said. She couldn't suddenly be so kind. Surely she thought that he would not eat while he was sleeping, so she wanted to eat for him, so that tomorrow there would be something to pretend to others how clever she was, how hard she 'helped' him eat. Hanna was startled in her heart. I really cried without tears. How could you be so unlucky to be caught? Surely he would use this to threaten her. It's only natural to let him hold his own, so angry. Jacky was still feeling dizzy, so he only said such a sentence to her and then didn't say anything else. He ordered her to come close to help him sit up and give him a bowl of porridge. However, he seems to have overestimated his strength, just had a little fever, and now he can't even carry a bowl of porridge. floating. Hanna saw his hand shaking unsteadily holding the bowl of porridge, sighed and reached out to take it back. "Eating your food, staying with you, being your servant is natural, isn't it?" Hanna said as she scooped up a spoonful of porridge and brought it to his mouth. Seeing that he didn't open his mouth, she raised an eyebrow at him. Jacky froze at Hanna's sudden action. Auntie… she fed him. She humbled herself to serve him. She also said that being his servant was natural. Jacky looked at her blankly. Seeing her staring at him, he raised his eyebrows, then he regained his senses and coordinated to open his mouth to eat. Hanna was satisfied with a small smile and continued to feed him until the whole bowl of porridge was finished. She said softly. "Sick, but the ability to eat is quite real." Jacky is now so full that he's going to throw up and come out. He also did not know what "charm" he was given by her, but he was full, but seeing her feeding, he still refused to open his mouth and continued to eat. I still feel the warmth in my heart when she feeds me. You're crazy, you're sick to the point of madness. Having turned herself into a 'servant', she also voluntarily fulfilled her duty. She gave him a glass of water to drink, then went to the bathroom to change another cup of warm water. Wring out the towel and gave it to him. Jacky looked at her without blinking. Not knowing what he was thinking, he absentmindedly did not take the handkerchief she gave him. Hanna sighed and wiped his face with a towel. "Isn't the fever to the point of brain damage?" Hanna thought or looked at him. He had a high fever, so he sweated a lot, his shirt was also wet. If he didn't change his shirt, he was afraid that his illness would get worse. But she couldn't without his permission to take off his shirt on her own. If it weren't for his 'evil to kill without seeing blood' mouth, I don't know what kind of person she would be called. "Can I help you get dressed? Hey, can you hear what I say?" Hanna waved her hand back and forth in front of him. Is he really crazy with a fever? Jacky didn't understand why his heart was beating so uncontrollably. Why did he wake up when he saw her waving her hand in front of him? Because he was lost in thought, he just didn't pay attention to what she said just now, so he couldn't hear and answer. But if she didn't answer, she'd think he'd look at her in a daze and then smack himself in the face again. So he gritted his teeth and nodded without knowing what she was going to do with this nod. Hanna was surprised, but he nodded. He agrees to let her touch him. He must have had a fever, that's for sure. She still couldn't believe it and tried to ask again. "Are you sure you can let me take off your shirt for you?".