Xiaojiao, the god of learning, is really hard to follow

Chapter 40
"It hurts, it hurts, I can't move my left hand anymore, you feed me."

Looking up, Xie Zhi looked at Yan Mumu with peach blossom eyes full of longing and pleading, full of anticipation.

Yan Mumu pursed her lips, and looked at the corners of his eyes that were flushed, maybe it was because of discomfort, when he coughed, the corners of his eyes turned red, and his voice was also hoarse.

He didn't look like a school bully, but he seemed to be bullied by her.

She moved her lips helplessly: "Don't look at me."

The water glass was passed to his lips and pressed against his lips: "Drink it, if you don't drink warm water, you will be tossed and cooled."

Accept it as soon as you see it, Xie Zhi obediently drank the water.

I just feel that the boiled water fed by my daughter-in-law is much sweeter.

There is a small gap in my heart... I don't know when... I can kiss her...

I can't even think about kissing, my liver hurts when I think about it.

After feeding the water, Yan Mumu got up and got Xie Zhi out of his arms.

She escaped quickly, without the warm embrace of his wife, Xie Zhi looked at her with a sad face.

He stared at him for a while with big eyes and small eyes.

Yan Mumu felt that the awkward atmosphere was spreading in the small room: "Go to sleep, Doctor Sheng said, you have to sleep to calm down."

"Will you leave as soon as I sleep?"

"will not."

After getting Yan Mumu's definite answer, Xie Zhicai closed his eyes vainly, but still couldn't help but secretly raised his eyelids to look at Yan Mumu, to see if she really didn't leave.

Yan Mumu looked at Quan Shengyan's rest room. Although it was not big, the sparrow was small and well-equipped with everything it should have.

Especially the small bookcase is full of books, which is enough to tell that Sheng Yan loves to read.

Picking up a book from Sheng Yan's bookshelf, he flipped through it lightly.

The sound of the pages from time to time reminded Xie Zhi that Yan Mumu was always by his side, and it felt very peaceful to hear it. Gradually... the sound of the pages became thinner.

Eyelids are getting heavier...

In the dream, Xie Zhi dreamed of Yan Mumu who had been chasing him for a while.

I dreamed that she would cry when she was wronged and reluctant to give up after being rejected by herself again and again. After venting after crying every time, she would come to give him things and ask him out as if nothing happened.

Persevere, go round and round.

……

"His fever has subsided, I will observe the situation again, if there is nothing wrong, I can eat some liquid food.

If he feels uncomfortable when he wakes up, please tell me. If he is uncomfortable, he will have to do a gastroscopy, and he must keep an empty stomach for the gastroscopy. "

Sheng Yan came to pull Xie Zhi's needle and told Yan Mumu that although he deliberately suppressed his voice, he still woke Xie Zhi up.

Xie Zhi tiredly raised his eyelids.

What I saw was Yan Mumu sitting by the bed pressing the infusion sticker on his hand, his heart trembling uncontrollably.

"Old...cough cough...cough cough..."

Just as he was about to speak, the tearing pain in his throat made him cough uncontrollably, and the bitter taste of the medicine was in his throat just after the infusion, which was terribly uncomfortable.

Sheng Yan poured a glass of water and handed it to Xie Zhi's mouth: "Drink some water, how does your body feel? Is your stomach still burning?"

Xie Zhi leaned against the head of the bed after drinking the water and shook his head.

"Are you hungry? I'll buy you some porridge."

"Row."

Xie Zhi's throat was a little inflamed, and he responded in a low voice.

Sheng Yan was just about to go out to buy porridge for Xie Zhi, when Yan Mumu suddenly spoke.

"Didn't you say to have a gastroscopy?"

"He shouldn't be that serious. If you're fine after the drip, you don't need to have a gastroscopy, and you can go home after a rest."

"what……"

Yan Mumu's tone sounded regretful, Sheng Yan walked out of the rest room.

Xie Zhi looked at the little girl sitting beside the bed with her head drooping, and curled up her fingers to touch her palm: "What's wrong? Why do you react like this when I don't have a gastroscopy? Do you care about me?"

(End of this chapter)