She had no choice but to know that he never liked hospitals and always called the family doctor every time something happened, so she called the family doctor.
After the doctor came over for examination, he confirmed that the fever was caused by fatigue and weakened immunity.
I was given medicine, hooked up to an intravenous drip, and then left after giving some instructions.
His face was still pale and his body looked very tired. He was lying on the bed with a frown on his face and remained motionless. His usual charm seemed to have disappeared a lot.
Why did he actually put himself in this state now?
It has to do with yourself.
It would take a while for his drip to be finished, so she took advantage of this time to find rice, some lean meat, and preserved eggs in the kitchen to make some porridge.
The kitchen is fully equipped and has all the necessary materials. It's really strange. It seems like he has lived here for a long time. However, it is also extremely clean. It's hard to imagine how it can be kept like this.
The kitchen utensils here are the same as those in Yunding Liufeng, so Qiao Ni is very comfortable to use them. Moreover, in the past two years, she has been having a hard time eating abroad, so she often changes the patterns and adjusts them, so her cooking skills have improved a lot.
The porridge was cooked and she put it on the small table next to his bed.
The faint fragrance of the porridge filled the air, and he tilted his head in this direction as if sensing something, still frowning.
In the past, when she felt uncomfortable, she would cook porridge for herself. As a result, she often had no appetite and he ate all the porridge. He liked to eat the porridge he cooked. At that time, he even said with a smile that if he was sick, he would eat it all.
You must cook this kind of porridge for yourself.
It’s really good but not bad.
"Uh." She was about to say whether she wanted to eat, but she found that he still didn't open his eyes, and she was tired of what she wanted to say.
The drip was almost finished, and she just sat there watching and waiting.
Only now did I have the time and energy to look at him properly.
I haven't seen him in two years and he has lost a lot of weight.
He was already thin and tall, but he looked even thinner. His cheeks were slightly sunken, and from a certain angle, there were faint shadows. His eyelashes were trembling gently like feathers. There was another full circle of shadows under his eyes, and his face was pale.
He looked very haggard and tired.
In the past, he would insist on exercising no matter how tired he was, so he was always in good health. However, he didn't expect that he would be like this now.
She sniffed hard until she saw the drip was finished, then took out a cotton swab to pull it out.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she pulled out the needle and touched it, her hand was grabbed by him.
Uh, what's going on?
She stood there stunned, watching the needle pierce the skin and draw blood, splattering on the beige quilt.
Well, the thin quilt he is covering now is actually the same as the one she was covering last night.
Uh, no, it seemed to be the one she had put on last night. She remembered that there was a small thread on one corner.
She opened the cabinet and found that there were no extra sheets.
Ah, he gave her a sheet last night, so he covered her with the one he didn't have.
Even in Yunding Liufeng, there are no extra quilts at home, and there are only two of them in the three rooms here. Could it be that I gave her the quilt last night? It was cool last night, and it rained lightly for a while. As a result,
I guess I got sick as a result.
She took a deep breath, then took a cotton swab and pressed it on the bleeding area.
"Johnny." He murmured.
"..." His hand was still holding her.
"Don't move." The needle made a gash on the back of his hand, and the blood was still flowing, and the bright red color was shocking.
I finally managed to steady his hand and put tape on the wound to stop the bleeding temporarily, but the next moment, I was pulled into his arms.
"Hey, hey." She struggled to break free.
At this time, her cell phone rang, and she broke free to pick it up.
"Joe, have you found it?" Daniel asked.
"No, I guess I can't find it. I'm sorry, I made you unable to go to City T now."
"Oh, I was just about to tell you about this. I have to go to City T now. Things are a bit troublesome. I have already explained your matter to them. The bank card has been reported lost. And if the identity certificate
I've already done it for you. It will probably take ten days to get it. When you come back, just go to the front desk and tell them."
Ah, what a speed.
I just didn't expect why he was so anxious all of a sudden.
"You can stay in City M with peace of mind these days. If anything happens, you can go to Mat and he can help you."
"Oh." I really don't know why she came back this time.
After saying that, Daniel hung up the phone.
She looked at the screen for a long time without reacting.
With a plop, the phone was knocked out by him and fell to the ground.
"Hey, let go." She leaned forward and pressed against him, almost touching his lips.
Are you using your illness to commit murder?
"Qioni." He called again, and she heard it clearly.
"Okay, can you please let go?" She said with a hint of pleading.
I really don't know why I stay here.
However, looking at his haggard appearance, I couldn't bear to leave just like that.
"If you do this again, I won't be polite." She threatened.
He actually relaxed, and then his brows furrowed even more tightly, as if he felt very uncomfortable.
She quickly struggled out of bed and touched his forehead.
It doesn't seem to be that hot anymore, but there is still sweating on the head, and thin and dense sweat is on the head. The body is still very weak, and it will be better if I can eat something.
She was so afraid of him that if something happened, she kept guard until dawn the next day.
Until I felt my face being rubbed by something.
When she opened her eyes, it was his hand, gently stroking her face.
"Uh." She sat up awkwardly and straightened her hair.
"Oh, you fainted yesterday. Oh, no, you had a fever. I called Dr. Li over and he prescribed medicine for you. Then, you fell asleep all the time." She tried to explain the reason why she was here.
"Have you been keeping watch here?" he asked.
"Ah, oh, yes, well, you didn't let me call Mother Zhou, and you were sick yourself, so I..."
"If you don't care, it doesn't matter whether I get sick or not. If you care, why did you just leave and not come back for two years?" He said with anger and resentment.
She blinked, then tried to think of an answer to him.
"This is not the same thing." She thought for a long time before saying.
"In my opinion, this is the same thing. I will not let irrelevant people appear in my house or in front of my bed."
"..."
"Oh, okay, I'm leaving. What, oh, this porridge is cold and can't be eaten. If you want to eat some, just cook it yourself. You can do it anyway." He said and was about to get up and leave.
"That's how you plan to leave."
So what else is going on?
"I think there is no need for me to stay here anymore."
"Do you really think of me like this?"
"ah?"
"Do you really believe that I did what happened two years ago?"
"......"have no idea.
However, in the past two years, she has not figured out that something happened to Ye Yang after he said those strange words. Is there such a coincidence in the world?
"I thought I had worked hard enough, done enough, and been able to express my feelings, but I didn't expect that it would still turn out like this." The two people who loved each other the most turned out to be strangers.
"Some things are done the wrong way, and all your efforts are in vain."
"It seems that I wasted my time." He smiled helplessly.
"Okay, you should have a good rest." He said, preparing to turn around and leave.
"etc."
"ah?"
"Can you help me cook another pot of porridge? I don't have the strength." It was his last request, showing weakness, and he forced himself to sit up.
"Oh, okay." She agreed to his request.
Prepare all the ingredients and cook slowly. The boiling bubbles rise and fall. What is cooking seems to be her mood.
Suddenly, a pair of hands wrapped around her waist from behind, just like he would hold her behind when she was cooking.