The same was true for Liu Xiaoya. Because she was afraid that Ling Aotian would get angry, she kept holding on and was nervous for so many days. As soon as Ling Aotian left, her nerves completely relaxed. After this relaxation, the illness came.
She had no energy all day long and had no taste for food. She made some porridge every day. Since she had no other symptoms, neither coughing nor sneezing, she didn't think she had a cold. She thought it was just a minor problem and she would recover in a few days.
I'm feeling better now, so I won't go to the doctor.
After a week of this, the disease not only did not get better, but got worse and worse. By the end of the second week, she was sleeping in bed and couldn't get up!
Fang Shaoyun is here. He didn't come last week because he had something to do, so he came over this week to have a look. He was still far away, so he honked the horn for a long time.
Fang Shaoyun kept honking the car horn, but the car drove to the door and Liu Xiaoya didn't open the door.
Liu Xiaoya was sleeping on the bed and had no strength to get up. She heard the car horn blaring all the time. She didn't know if Fang Shaoyun was coming or Ling Aotian had come back early. She could only support her body and get up and go out to open the door. She was dizzy and light-headed.
, the soles of my feet were shaking, and it took me a while to reach the gate.
Fang Shaoyun was about to get out of the car and ring the doorbell, but saw the door opened again, and Liu Xiaoya came out and smiled listlessly at him.
"Liu Ya'er, what are you doing? Isn't Aotian at home?" Fang Shaoyun poked his head out of the car window and looked at Liu Xiaoya and asked.
Liu Xiaoya shook her head feebly and said softly: "He...is not at home..."
Liu Xiaoya stepped aside and Fang Shaoyun drove the car in.
Fang Shaoyun got out of the car, Liu Xiaoya locked the door, turned around and walked into the house, but fell down, as if he was drunk.
Fang Shaoyun saw her face pale and came over to look at her: "Liu Ya'er, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Liu Xiaoya forced a smile: "I...it's okay!"
"What do you mean it's okay? You are obviously in trouble!" Fang Shaoyun came over and held her hand. She wanted to break free, but she had no strength.
Fang Shaoyun put his hand on her forehead and said, "It's not hot, but my forehead is cool. It's probably a low fever. If it doesn't work, I have to go to the hospital quickly."
Liu Xiaoya still shook his head: "No, I'm really... fine!"
Fang Shaoyun couldn't help but pull her into the car. Liu Xiaoya wanted to hold on, but she was too weak to hold on. As soon as she pulled her a little, Fang Shaoyun bent down and hugged her into the car, and put her on the passenger seat.
Fang Shaoyun drove Liu Xiaoya to the hospital. After examination, it turned out that he had a low fever.
The doctor said that she had a temperature center disorder caused by long-term psychological stress and emotional instability, which resulted in persistent low fever and required hospitalization.
Fang Shaoyun helped Liu Xiaoya into the ward and asked her to lie down. He went to go through the hospitalization procedures. When he came over, the doctor had already put in the liquid.
Fang Shaoyun sat by the bed and said, "Liu Ya'er, you've been sick for many days, right? Why didn't you come to the doctor earlier?"
Liu Xiaoya smiled weakly: "I thought it was not a serious illness..."
"It's not a serious illness, but it should be treated. Look at how you look now," Fang Shaoyun stretched out his hand habitually and touched her face lovingly: "There is no blood on her face, it's so pale that it's scary, and she can't even walk steadily.
I don’t want to come to the doctor yet!”
Liu Xiaoya wanted to shake her head to avoid his hand, but she felt bad and didn't have the strength to move. It was difficult for her to even open her mouth to speak.