It is said that bystanders are wise, and Xiao Yichen sobered up a lot when Du Ming reminded her. He was almost nothing to her, and at most he was just a friend. No matter why she decided to stay with him at the time, the truth was now revealed, and she
Her heart didn't stay here at all. If her heart only belonged to that person, why should she force it? Why should she pretend to have forgotten the past?
I can wait for her and warm her wounded heart, but I can't wait for a heart that is always placed elsewhere.
Xiao Yichen lit a cigarette in the living room and meditated for a long time in the thick white smoke.
Yang Chen, who had already gone to bed, heard sounds from upstairs. He went upstairs only after hearing Xiao Yichen's voice and asked curiously, "Sir, is everything okay?" There was no sound of the baby crying, so it was probably the two of them.
Xiao Yichen glanced at Yang Chen, who was wearing pajamas, and said calmly: "It's okay, you can go to sleep."
Yang Chen didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he turned around and went downstairs with an 'oh' sound.
When Yang Chen returned to the room, he put out his cigarette butt in silence for a moment, walked to the refrigerator, took out a bag of refrigerated milk, and returned to the bedroom.
Turning on the desk lamp, it illuminated the messy room. She was sleeping deeply, as if she had forgotten everything she had just done, but the unusual flush on her cheeks showed her abnormal physical condition.
He reached out and touched her forehead, and found that her body temperature was much higher than his own. So he took out a thermometer and put it under her armpit. The milk bag in his hand was quite cold, so he put the bag on her forehead and sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her.
Under the warm desk lamp, her sleeping face was peaceful. Her formerly pointed chin was much rounder and her cheeks were red, making her look cute. When the milk bag was heated, drops of water came out, so he wiped it with a dry towel for her.
In fact, she just said what was on her mind, and she was still in a state of ignorance. She showed him all her helplessness and vulnerability, and he still wanted to give her warmth.
Xiao Yichen relented again. Since she chose to stay, she must have her thoughts in mind. Why should he interfere with whether she wanted to go back to Qiao Ye? She could stay with him as long as she wanted, and he was more than happy to do so.
Touching her palms under the quilt, they were too hot. Sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at her quietly, Xiao Yichen was very worried. He got up and left the bedroom again. He took out the ice cubes for the cocktail from the bottom of the refrigerator and put them into the basin, adding
Get some water and carry it back to the bedroom.
He soaked the towel in ice water, then put it on her forehead, waited for a while and then replaced it with a cold one. This cycle had a good effect, as the temperature on her head became much cooler.
In the quiet night, he took care of her sleeping, feeling a mixture of emotions in his heart, but also desolate.
There were not many people in Yangcheng after heavy rain late at night. Du Ming drove his car and soon arrived at Xinglin Road where Xiao Yichen's courtyard was located.
He did not drive the car into the courtyard, but parked it outside the courtyard gate so as not to wake up the sleeping people.
Xiao Yichen heard the cell phone ringing in the living room outside. He put down the towel he was twisting, walked out of the bedroom to answer the phone, and whispered: "Are you here?"
Du Ming said simply: "Come down and open the door. It's freezing outside."
Xiao Yichen went downstairs to open the door for him. The two of them didn't exchange much greetings. They simply said hello and walked through the living room on the first floor to the second floor.
Du Ming saw that the whole building was dark, and asked in a low voice: "Are you living here alone recently?" He didn't know when the beauty was added.
Lighting the wall lamp to illuminate the stairs, the two of them went upstairs one after another. Xiao Yichen replied: "No, I also brought the housekeeper and the cook. It doesn't matter if I am alone, she needs someone to take care of her." Now that she is sick, it is even more disturbing.
People are worried.
Du Ming followed Xiao Yichen into the bedroom and saw her sleeping like a flower under the light of the table lamp. Her eyebrows were pretty and her facial features were exquisite. Even when she was asleep, she could still tell how beautiful she was when she was awake. He couldn't help but sigh: "Brother, you have worked so hard for beauty.
Right." There was only such a person who could make Xiao Yichen invite him to his home for consultation in the middle of the night.
Xiao Yichen had no intention of teasing him, and said sternly: "Stop teasing and help her take a look. She has been in poor mood and health recently." She was probably sick because of her emotions, which made her mood even worse.
alright.
Du Ming stood close to the bed and took a closer look at her. She was sleeping on a messy big bed, breathing steadily. He straightened up and asked softly, "Have you taken your temperature?" His face was red, and he didn't know how long he had been holding on.
"Well, let me bring it to you." Xiao Yichen stepped forward, lifted a little of the quilt on her body, reached under her arm and took out the thermometer, and handed it to Du Ming.
Du Ming took it and took a closer look, frowning and said, "Why is it already 42 degrees, and you didn't take any medicine before?" Even if the two of them had no common sense, they wouldn't have turned a blind eye to the rising temperature.
Xiao Yichen said truthfully: "I didn't dare to give it to her. She is currently breastfeeding, and she only had a low fever before." I thought it would be fine after a sleep, but unexpectedly it turned into a high fever. A woman's body still cannot compare with a man's.
Du Ming was confused when he heard that he was breastfeeding, "Ah? What's going on?" No wonder he could smell the scent of baby's milk in the room, but what's the relationship between Xiao Yichen and this young mother?
Xiao Yichen shook his head helplessly and said calmly: "I can't say I'm sorry right now. I'll explain it to you later." Where to start explaining? The story between him and her is long enough.
Du Ming stopped asking and put his medical kit on the table, opened it and found the needed potions. "I brought all the potions. I'll do a skin test for her and then I can add the water."
"You can do it, I don't understand anyway." Xiao Yichen turned on the wall lamp and stood aside watching him mix the potion, and said softly.
Du Ming first drew out some needle fluid, adjusted it in the small injection syringe, walked to the bed and sat on a chair, holding tweezers and alcohol cotton in his other hand. He said to Xiao Yichen next to him: "Pull her wrist out for me, I won't
You dare to move." Du Ming couldn't help but wonder, what was Xiao Yichen doing? Looking at him nervously, it didn't look like he was joking.
"Yeah." Xiao Yichen sat next to Xie Yunshu, pulled her left hand out from under the quilt, and put it on his thigh to steady it. The wound on the wrist was clearly exposed, which was a bit scary.
Du Ming's eyes lingered on it, as if he saw himself using a scalpel to cut vertical and horizontal cuts on the skin of the specimen 'Teacher', and sighed: "Oh, it's so deep, it's quite cruel." Cutting the wrist also requires courage, and that
Not many people can bear the pain of cutting through the skin, but she was able to persist in making a deep and long cut.
Xiao Yichen thought of the crisis that night and her madness, and said helplessly: "It happened during the divorce, and there was blood all over the floor." It was no different from the crime scenes in movies and TV shows. It was very bloody. He simply suspected that she was about to die from excessive blood loss.
