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Chapter 477: Steamed buns


Jin Rui held a bowl of steaming thick black potion, pushed open the wooden door, Qing Xiao's handsome face was hidden behind the boiling heat, he couldn't see his expression clearly, walked to the bed, and put the decoction on the low table next to the table.

Sit down on the edge of the bed, reach into the quilt and gently handle the pulse of the rose fruit, the pulse is already very strong, no longer as if it was not as if it was when I first came back, and my life hangs by a thread.

After ten days of treatment and careful conditioning, her inner body was not seriously affected by the strong earthquake, and the remaining injuries only had to be slowly recuperated with medicine, and in the next few months, the blood congestion in the body could be removed.

It is no longer the same as the first few days of return, and the repeated high fever day and night.

In those days, he guarded undressed, and in order to ensure that she would not have an accident, he even moved the work of boiling medicine into a corner of the house, so that he could take care of her while boiling all the medicine.

And he himself even simplified his eating, and gave some silver to the steamed bun shop guy in the village in front of him, and asked him to send some steamed buns over on the first two days, and eat some steamed buns hastily with water every day.

Once she had a fever, she repeatedly wiped her body with medicinal wine, and the decoction continued, so that she walked through the ghost gate for a while, and finally did not step in.

At the beginning of the high fever, she shouted two words over and over again, wait for me, wait for me, wait for me He didn't know who she was calling to wait for her, and he didn't know what was going on with her, though he could try to get in touch with Pei Jin and ask what was going on. also thought about whether the people in Yi Yuan would be worried about her disappearance, but after all, he didn't know what happened to her, whether it would bring her danger to contact others so rashly, and her complicated identity had to make him pay more attention.

So he didn't do anything, he just wanted her to wake up, and he would say what he wanted, and if he didn't want to say, he wouldn't ask more After a few days, his clothes were visibly loosened.

It wasn't until she stopped having a high fever for two days in a row that he let out a long breath, sat on the edge of the bed, leaned against the bedrail, closed his eyes, just closed his eyes, and was not at ease, reached into the quilt, held her hand, if she was in any bad state, this hand would react by itself, and he would be able to find out at the first time.

After thinking about nothing wrong, he closed his bloodshot eyes again, and didn't want to close them, so three hours later, he saw Meiguo dressed in white in his sleep, with a bag of tears in his eyes, looking at him faintly, waking up suddenly, shocked into a cold sweat, turned his head to look at Meiguo beside him, still frowning, sleeping, reached out and touched her forehead, there was no fever, the hand holding her small hand, probed the wrist pulse, and there was no bad state, only to breathe a sigh of relief, close his eyes, and wait for the heart that was still beating wildly to return to calm.

After another two days, seeing that her condition had stabilized, she found a vacancy and built a wooden couch for herself in the room.

His bed was given to Rose, and he rested on the simple wooden couch ever since.

Now he is no longer feverish, and his gibberish is gone, and he has become very quiet, not as if he is alive, although his face is no longer as white as paper, but it is absolutely lifeless.

She still refused to cooperate well with the medicine, eating, whatever was imported, he came out, he intuitively felt that she was begging for death and he pulled her and refused to let her die At the beginning, he begged for death, begged to die with Hangong Xue, but she stopped him; Now that she is begging for death, how can he let her get her wish Ten days passed in this way Ten days to recover to this point was beyond his expectations, but one thing he didn't expect was that she never woke up.

The only thing he could barely pour into her was the decoction, but if she didn't eat for a long time, even her iron-beaten body couldn't support it for long.

After a few days, she was even thinner, and she was even thinner.

Jin Rui saw it in his eyes, he didn't know how much he sighed, and tried all kinds of methods, but he couldn't make her swallow a grain of rice.

In desperation, I had to change the dispensing, looking for a medicine that does not clash with rice, boiling it with rice soup, and all the expensive drugs that can be used and effective are never stingy to add, so it took a few days for her to improve her physique.

Cold fingers caressed her still frowning brow in a coma, he didn't know how many times a day he repeated this action, but her brow never relaxed from the caress of his fingers, and the fingers slid down her cheeks, and his hands were sticky.

His thin lips pursed slightly, and she didn't know what nightmares she was having again.

Turned around and touched the medicine bowl, the soup was still hot, he turned around and went to get hot water, uncovered the quilt, untied the white praise clothes on her body, wiped off the sweat for her, and changed her dry clothes again, her brows relaxed slightly.

The work of wiping her body for her, I have to do it several times a day, although she is very thin now, but the curves are still extremely beautiful, he will inevitably blush, but the work on the hand is never sloppy.

Poured water, the decoction was already slightly cold, helped her up, hugged her firmly, took a mouthful of decoction, choked her lips, and slowly crossed into her mouth, these ten days, he has practiced this trick perfectly, knows how to make her loosen, knows how to use her teeth and tongue to make her obediently swallow the decoction in her mouth, a bowl of decoction down, it is also a cup of tea.

Every time I fed her a decoction, I never stayed on her lips, wiped off the decoction that overflowed from her lips, and then left on my own to go about my own business.

To him, her arrival was like an extra cat to feed in the house, and it did not cause him trouble, but only added some work, and filled his idle life.

In the blink of an eye, another ten days have passed She still hadn't woken up, he sat down on the edge of the bed again, reached into the quilt, his cold eyes jumped, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and the fingers that held the pulse of her wrist tightened, which felt right Quickly looked at her sleeping face, and his brow slowly tightened.

Although he had never taken the pulse of a woman who was conceived, he had been a doctor since he was a doctor, and it was indeed not wrong to let go of her wrist, clench it slowly, and let it go again, and put it on her pulse again Thin lips pursed, how should this be good, she refused to eat, and refused to wake up, he tried his best, and he could only barely keep her own nutrition, if there was another fetus, I was afraid that it would not work If the fetus does not develop well and the fetus is stillborn, then her life and death are unpredictable It's night Since bringing her back, in order to observe her injuries and conditions at night, he has never put out the candle.

He lay on his side on the wooden couch, looking at her opposite, his eyes slowly fell on her lower abdomen, although she was covered with a quilt, he couldn't see anything, but he was stunned, after a long time, slowly lowered his eyelids, this child can't stay.

Since it is to be removed, it has to be taken early, and now it has not yet taken shape, although she has been seriously injured and then induced labor, and her body must be greatly damaged, but in the end, she will not have to worry about her life, and leave the child, so that it is difficult for adults and children to be protected.

As long as she survives and loses her body, he can slowly make up for her.

Mei Guo didn't know how long she had been asleep, but she felt that she knew that she would be able to enter the door if she took one more step, as if she felt that Yi was behind the door, and she had to catch up with him quickly, but there was always a hand that dragged her hard to prevent her from entering the door.

She hated that hand, and wanted to break free, but she had no strength to move, she was anxious and angry, and she was helpless, and the owner of that hand gave her something to eat, and hated him, and refused to eat it, but the man always had a way to make her swallow these things that she hated.

Then the ice rolls in the fire every day, a burst of heat and a chill, so it is not uncomfortable.

She put it into the door and looked hard, but all she saw was pitch black, and she was afraid, afraid that she would never be able to catch up with him again, and screamed desperately, wait for me, wait for me But the door was getting farther and farther away from her, and her fingers could no longer touch the frame.

Later, it was no longer hot, it was no longer cold, but the door was gone, no matter how she looked for it, she couldn't find the door, and she saw a pink and tender, chubby child who looked like a steamed bun staggered towards her, hugged her legs, flattened her small mouth, and her big black and round eyes were wrapped in two packets of tears, and she called angrily, "Mother, wake up, mother, wake up." ” She bent down and pinched the cute little face of the steamed buns, "Whose child are you, why do you call me mother?"

Fa Mian Bun just shook her legs, "Mother, wake up." ” Meiguo was shaken softly by him, no matter whose child was lost, but this little guy is really cute, "Where are you gone, I will take you to find it, help you find your mother, I also have to find my husband." ” The steamed bun didn't roll down with tears in his eyes, and it looked even more pitiful.

The sound of opening the door opened, Jin Rui came in with a medicine bowl, habitually sat on the edge of the bed, and put the medicine bowl on the low table, this bowl of medicine he boiled for a long time, and after a while he would use a silver needle to induce labor for her, and this medicine would reduce her bleeding and minimize the danger.

He is good at using poison and sees human life very lightly, but when he boiled this bowl of soup, he felt a little guilty, this child was going to be strangled by him before he could come to this world, and the child's mother was still her Helping her up, still holding on tightly, he sighed lightly, took a sip of decoction and slowly approached her slightly white lips in his mouth.

The steamed bun showed fear in his eyes, and he shouted urgently, "Mother, wake up quickly, if you don't wake up, the child will die, and if you don't wake up, the child will die." ” Meiguo said a word, woke up suddenly, a cold sweat appeared on his body, heard the sigh and opened his eyes, followed the voice, it was pitch black, he didn't see anything, he closed his eyes, and then opened them, it was still pitch black, and it was so dark this day.

Jinrui's lips were only a line away from hers, and suddenly saw her long eyelashes tremble twice, and she immediately froze in place, forgetting to move.

Then he saw her open her eyes, one of his hearts jumped into the noisy eyes, took a deep breath, forgot that there was still a decoction in his mouth, and his throat moved, and all the decoction was swallowed by him, before he came back to his senses, hurriedly retreated, and looked at her quietly.

Meiguo moved, she could move, pinched her legs, it hurt, she didn't die, and there was despair in her eyes, Yi, are you still waiting for me The end of the little end is here, thank you for your votes. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ ┃Shushu.com┃ ┃┃ ┃shushuwcn┃ ┃┃ ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━: