After a moment, thinking of something, Bo Zhanye walked up to Xiao Ziyu, and even though he didn't want to, he reminded her in a low voice: "Remember she is pregnant, be careful when prescribing medicine."
"Of course I know this." After Xiao Zi and Lan Xixi were given fluids and put on fever-reducing patches, they pulled Bo Zhanye outside the door and asked curiously:
"But Brother Ninth, what's going on? I found out you were pregnant yesterday and I see you two are not happy at all. The wedding has been temporarily postponed. What happened?"
When Bo Zhanye heard this question, his handsome face turned cold. After a while, he changed the subject: "It's nothing. She just gives that bottle of medicine?"
"Well, it's not advisable to give too much, and the medicine shouldn't be too heavy."
"Then you go back first, and I will remove the needle for her after that." Bo Zhanye was naturally calm.
Xiao Ziyu is sleepy. Who doesn’t want to sleep under the quilt in this autumn?
He nodded: "Okay, you have almost become half a doctor when you treated Xiao Mo before. From now on, if you have any minor issues, you can handle them yourself, and if you have major issues, please contact me."
Bo Zhanye nodded softly and watched Xiao Ziyu leave.
Afterwards, I returned to the room and told the two children softly: "Mommy is having an infusion. You can sleep next to her, but don't move around while you are asleep to avoid touching the infusion needle."
Bo Xiaomo said: "My sister and I will sleep down there so we won't touch mommy's hands and we can warm mommy's feet."
Bo Zhanye's heavy heart was amused by the two children.
He sat aside, observing the conditions of Lan Xixi at all times, taking her temperature every half an hour, and feeding her boiled water with a dropper.
Every move he makes is meticulous, considerate, gentle and careful.
Early the next morning.
Lan Xixi opened her eyes in a daze. It felt like a century had passed and her mind went blank.
"It's so heavy..." My legs felt numb.
The sound woke Bo Zhanye up. He opened his eyes and walked to the bed: "The two children insist on holding you to sleep. I will gently take their hands away and you can move slowly."
Lan Xixi was stunned!
Because she saw the handsome and elegant Bo Zhanye, gently arranging the child at her feet. The early morning light shone on the three-dimensional and beautiful outline, like a layer of silver light.
With him and the child, is this a dream after death?
Yes, she remembers that she fainted in the rain, this must be after death...
But what happened to Bo Zhanye and the child?
Parallel time and space? Illusion?
"How do you feel when I press it for you? Can you move?" came a gentle and gentle voice, accompanied by a warm and comfortable pressure on the foot.
That kind of comfort flows from the soles of the feet into the heart, which is extremely comfortable.
Lan Xixi suddenly came back to her senses and looked at Bo Zhanye with wide eyes: "I...what number is this? How much time?"
Bo Zhanye frowned, put down her feet, walked forward and probed her forehead: "Are you feeling feverish? You fainted outside the hospital last night and had a fever all night. How long do you think it will be today?"
Lan Xixi: "...I'm not dead? Is this the real world?"
Bo Zhanye: "..."
Should I take her to a brain doctor?
"Mommy, wake up!" At this time, the two children were also awakened by Lan Xixi's excited voice, and they ran over to hug her.
"Mommy, that's great. I thought you were dead last night."
"Oh, mommy, why are you so careless and don't take care of yourself?"
"What would I do without Mommy? Mommy, you can't leave me~~"
Lan Xixi looked at her daughter's tearful and pitiful appearance, and felt soft and blamed herself: "I'm sorry, it's Mommy's fault. Mommy will take care of herself in the future.
Also, Mommy will never want you! Be good and don’t cry.”
Lan Yaya sniffed: "Mommy, why don't you let go of Daddy?
Daddy treats you well. He brought you back last night, bathed and changed your clothes himself, and then took good care of you without sleeping at all.