Doctor Cao's mind was spinning rapidly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "There is nothing we can do. Grab the throat."
"That won't work, it'll hurt your stomach." Yu Wenhao couldn't bear it.
Doctor Cao spread his hands. "Then take the princess out for a walk and let her move around. Sweat a little. After she comes back, wipe her body with hot water. This can dissipate some of the alcohol smell. At least it can make her feel better.
"
Yu Wenhao struggled a lot and was helpless. Just make her feel better.
In the middle of the night, Duobao helped her walk outside. Duobao didn't know what happened to the mistress, so he followed her all the way.
Yuan Qingling's whole body was pressed against Yu Wenhao's body. She was conscious, but she was so drunk that she couldn't vomit and felt very uncomfortable.
After walking for a while, Yu Wenhao became sober and all the alcohol smell dissipated.
He simply picked up Yuan Qingling and returned to the house, asking someone to prepare hot water.
He asked Aunt Xi and his other aunts to go back and rest. He served Yuan Qingling carefully.
He took off his clothes and wiped her skin with a hot towel. When he touched the wound on her abdomen, he reached out and rubbed it. Thinking about the pain she suffered at that time, he felt very distressed. How could he care about the longing he had suppressed for many months?
In fact, looking back, that scene was really shocking. If something had happened to her that day, his world would have collapsed.
I don’t know what’s the point of living without her?
After wiping her body and covering her with a quilt, she slowly washed her face.
The dust on the face is washed away, revealing a white and rosy face. During the confinement period, although there are many things to worry about, but if you eat well and take good supplements, your complexion will be brighter, white and rosy, like a ripe dog.
The apple makes people want to take a bite.
In the past, he always called her an ugly girl because no matter how good-looking Yuan Qingling was on the outside at that time, she was ugly on the inside, so she was also ugly in his opinion.
Now, I just feel that she is good in every way, even if she has a crooked mouth and squinted eyes, she is beautiful.
This woman was his wife and gave birth to three sons for him.
Thinking of this, his chest was filled with a very touching emotion, which made him have the urge to cry.
"Thank you for your hard work, Yuan. I will never make you feel wronged in this life. I will do my best to make you a stable life." Yu Wenhao kissed her cheek and said hoarsely.
Yuan Qingling heard this, slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were hazy with a layer of mist, and called out affectionately, "Lao Wu!"
"Here!" Yu Wenhao quickly came over and hugged her, "I'm here."
Yuan Qingling tried hard to look at him, but in the end her eyelids couldn't hold it any longer and slowly closed them again, "I'm dizzy."
Yu Wenhao said dotingly, "Go to sleep, I'll be here soon."
He put away the water, changed into his pajamas and lay outside, hugging her to sleep.
His mind is very clear. After the excitement, everything returns to calm, but this is his life.
He didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment, happy, but also vaguely scared.
Afraid of losing.
The happier people are, the more they worry about gains and losses.
Yuan Qingling turned over and curled up in Yu Wenhao's arms. This was her most comfortable sleeping position and she felt safe in her dreams.
"Qing'er, why are you sleeping here? This smells so strong, have you been drinking?"
In the blur, Yuan Qingling only heard someone calling her. She was very dizzy and muttered, "I'm dizzy."
"Who did you drink with?" The speaker sighed softly, "I told you not to drink, but you disobeyed me again."
The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, and after a while, a hot towel was placed on my forehead.
Yuan Qingling opened her eyes suddenly.
In the hazy eyes, a face gradually became clear. Yuan Qingling was so shocked that her eyes burst into tears, "Mom?"
"What's wrong? You don't recognize mom anymore?" The woman smiled, took the towel from her forehead and wiped her face, "Who were you drinking with?"
Yuan Qingling was so shocked that she slowly got up and looked at her mother with eyes dazedly. How could her mother be so thin and pale?
Mother Yuan entered the bathroom with a towel. She jumped up, still feeling dizzy, but there were sofas, TVs, coffee tables, cabinets, floor-to-ceiling glass windows...
Oh my god, this is home, has she gone home?
She ran into the room. The wardrobe in the room had a floor-to-ceiling mirror. She saw herself in the mirror, wearing jeans, a T-shirt, a ponytail, and an exquisite white gold and diamond pendant necklace around her neck. This was her twenty-third birthday.
Given to her by her mother.
Oh my God, my God, my God!
Yuan Qing fell down on the bed, how could this happen? She is back? Where is the fifth child? Where is the child?
She covered her face with her hands and started crying.
"Qing'er, what's wrong?" Yuan's mother stood at the door with a hot towel in her eyes, "Who bullied you?"
Yuan Qingling raised her head, with tears on her face, stood up and threw herself into her mother's arms, "Mom, I'm sorry, I made you sad."
Mother Yuan stroked her hair and murmured, "It's okay, it's okay, just come back, just come back, mom has been here waiting for you to come back."
Yuan Qingling raised her head and saw her mother's eyes filled with tears. She felt as if she was in a dream, but when she reached out to wipe her mother's tears, it felt so real.
She held her mother's hand and walked out, then noticed a picture of her hanging on the wall.
It was a photo of her when she graduated. Under her doctor's hat was her smiling face. At that time, her father said that this face looked like she was smiling in the spring breeze, which was very beautiful.
At that time, I wanted to hang it on the wall, but because the photo my brother developed was black and white, my mother said it was a taboo and she was unwilling to hang it.
Now, it is hanging on the wall.
She looked at the sofa she was lying on just now. There was also a picture of her on the sofa, in a frame. It was taken by her father on her fifteenth birthday. She was sitting on the swing in the yard, and her brother was pushing her behind her.
The photo was taken at the moment when she was flying, so in the photo, she was flying over, smiling so much that her mouth reached behind her ears.
"Qing'er, where have you been? Why are you so drunk?" Yuan's mother held her hand and looked at her dreamingly and asked.
Yuan Qingling didn't know what to say. She always thought it was a dream, but it was so real.
"I...I gave birth to a child. I got drunk at the child's full moon party. I woke up here. I don't know what happened. Mom, am I dead here?" Yuan Qingling was confused.
asked.
Yuan's mother shed tears, "You are not dead, you are always in my mother's heart."
Yuan Qingling looked at her mother's originally round face, which was now pitifully thin, with her eye sockets sunken deep. Her heart ached, and the pain gradually became severe.
Yuan's mother held her hand and sat down. Yuan Qingling saw the medicine on the coffee table and took it over. It was Paroxetine, a medicine for treating depression.
"Mom!" Yuan Qingling burst into tears and hugged her mother, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"