As a last resort, the doctor had to re-prescribe the medicine to relieve stomach pain and continue the infusion for her.
After being moved to a separate ward, she huddled on the bed like a prawn, and Xiao Zhuoyan suddenly held her in his arms.
Without any words, he just held her in his arms and gently rubbed her stomach with his generous hands. His palms were warm and the strength was moderate. In a trance, Xu Wanqing felt like she had returned to her childhood because she had eaten something bad.
When she had a stomachache, her mother would hug her like this, rub her belly button with her hands until they were warm, and it would feel hot and appropriate, as if the cold air in her body was driven away.
That feeling is addictive.
Therefore, although she wanted to refuse, in fact, she unconsciously crawled into his arms. When she heard his steady and powerful heartbeat, her heart seemed to calm down all of a sudden.
In fact, she shouldn't blame him.
Even if he refused to tell the truth to the police and let her suffer injustice for no reason, he almost died at the bottom of the cliff because he saved her. Now that he is alive and well, is he considered a blessing in misfortune?
As long as he is alive.
She thought vaguely.
The discomfort in my body disappeared little by little.
She struggled out of her arms, lowered her eyebrows and said, "Thank you.,"
But he refused to let go. He pressed her head with his hand and said, "Don't move, or you will feel uncomfortable again soon."
Xu Wanqing stubbornly raised her head, insisted on lying on the bed, and said, "I'm fine, you go back."
I don't want his sympathy.
Xiao Zhuoyan refused to leave. He still dug through the lunch box he had brought, took out a clean bowl, poured the porridge in the thermos bucket into the bowl, took a spoon and handed it to Xu Wanqing.
Around the mouth.
Xu Wanqing shut up and shook her head.
"So what if you take a sip?" Xiao Zhuoyan said hoarsely, "Look at your face..." Suddenly, it seemed that he couldn't speak anymore. Something seemed to be choking in his throat, but the corners of his mouth were curved, and his black eyes were shining, coaxing the child.
As if, he said: "No matter how angry you are, you still have to eat, right?"
Xu Wanqing was still not used to it, so she stretched out a hand and said, "I'll do it myself. You leave, I don't want to see you." There was no anger or resentment, she just said this sentence very calmly.
For now, she doesn't want to see anyone.
Xiao Zhuoyan, however, acted as if he hadn't heard anything and looked at her silently. He didn't hand the bowl to her. Even the spoon was firmly pressed against her lips. She wanted to be calm and didn't want her heart to fluctuate again, but...
Still panicking, not wanting to see him and knowing how stubborn he was, she still opened her mouth. The porridge was a little hot, but she didn't care.
After finishing the porridge, she closed her eyes and said quietly: "I'm fine now. I can take care of myself by myself."
The air was filled with a depressing atmosphere, but there was an indescribable desolation.
Xiao Zhuoyan pursed his lips, but just shook his head, "From now on, until your injury heals, I will always be by your side to take care of you."
His voice was quiet and plain, but there was endless stubbornness in it.
Suddenly, Xu Wanqing couldn't help but become irritable again. She sneered, "Mr. Xiao, get out! I really don't want to see you again. I don't want anyone to cut me into pieces and throw me into the deep sea to feed the fish!"
Xiao Zhuoyan's eyes dimmed, he raised his head and answered her quickly, "She doesn't dare!"
Xu Wanqing sneered again, but her heart was filled with desolation.