Love is like melting

Chapter 193 I Don't Care, She's Physically and Physically Sick 2
Ji Yerong raised his head slowly, looked at him quietly with empty eyes, tears flowed out without warning, and his face was so dull that he didn't even know it.

Lian Mo saw that her face was flooded with moisture, and her heart was in crushing pain. He wiped away the crystal tears with his fingertips, and comforted him in a warm voice: "Ayu, don't cry..."

His "Ayu" made the mist in her eye sockets churn, and the mist became more intense, flowing continuously on her pale skin.

The thin lips were pursed lightly, and the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit them out.

Lian Mo could see the three words she wanted to say from her mouth shape: I'm sorry!

Heartbroken in his dark eyes, he hugged her in his arms, kept tightening his strength, and hugged her without leaving any gaps, his voice was mute: "Don't say sorry, don't say goodbye, as long as you are with me Around me, everything else is not important...not important!"

At the moment of waking up, she couldn't remember many things clearly, but the only thing she remembered clearly was that she killed herself and Lian Mo's child with her own hands.

She can't take it.

Suspecting that this was just a nightmare of her own, she pulled out the needle and watched the blood flow out of her body without feeling any pain.

It's a dream!

You see, she can't even feel pain.

The moment she threw off the quilt and her limp body fell off the bed, pain swept through every corner of her body, and ruthlessly shattered the last hope in her heart.

All this is not a dream, it happened for real.

She killed Liancheng, and also... her and fourth brother's children!
Ji Yerong's hands fell by his side limply, he didn't dare to hug him, and he couldn't even say a word.

How should she tell him that she killed their child with her own hands... Her hands were covered with the blood of her own child.

Tears flooded his face silently, soaking his clothes, and the flickering tears were full of despair and heartbreak.

Every drop of her tears made Lian Mo's heart prickly. If she hurts, why not him.

I used to think that the extreme pain would be numbness, and I would no longer feel pain, but it turned out not to be. There is a word that makes people more uncomfortable than pain: suffering.

When she didn't wake up, Lian Mo was very tormented, worried that she would continue to sleep like this, like an unconscious vegetable; after she woke up, he was even more tormented.

Everything is in the past, those people are dead, everything has come to light, the dust has settled, but why can't he see their future even more, the road ahead is bumpy, he and Ayu don't know where to go!
For the first time, Ji Yerong choked speechlessly in his arms, crying almost out of breath, as if a torrential rain had fallen in Lian Mo's heart, and the haze accumulated and lingered for a long time.

No matter how bad life is, the days still pass day by day. This is the cruelty of reality, but also its kindness; it is pushing people to move forward, helplessly to the next intersection.

Lian Mo changed her clothes, hugged her and sat in front of the dressing table, gently combed her long black and beautiful hair with a mahogany comb, and braided her hair by her side.

"Ayu, today is Christmas, let's go down for dinner, shall we?"

He asked her opinion softly.

Ji Yerong leaned quietly in his arms, silent.

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your agreement."

Lian Mo went downstairs with Ji Yerong in his arms. Nicole had already prepared dinner, mainly Ji Yerong's, light porridge with sweet and sour appetizers.

Ji Yerong's dull eyes glanced at the clothes in the night garden, and his heart was sour. When he saw Nicole, he would think of Yu Sha, and his heart ached to the extreme for a while.

Her fingers involuntarily covered her chest, and her angina pain made her almost out of breath.

Lian Mo hugged her and sat down, caught the strange look on her face, and said, "I have already ordered Yusha to be buried."

She glanced at him, and her eyes turned red again.

"Don't cry anymore, Yu Sha will be sad when she sees it." Lianmo said in a low voice, he knew that she and Mu Jin had a very good relationship with Yu Sha, and Yu Sha died because of her, how much she felt He knows how painful and depressing it is. It is useless to say anything else at this moment. He can only let her know that Yu Sha is willing and hopes that she will live a good life.

Ji Yerong didn't shed any more tears, and Lian Mo fed her porridge himself.

She hadn't eaten for so long, and she still couldn't eat anything, so she took a few sips of porridge, and then fed him silently. She leaned against his arms and closed her eyes, pursing her lips, unwilling to open her mouth again.

Lian Mo didn't force her, and ordered Nicole to remove all her things, and got up and went back to the bedroom with her in her arms.

Although the injury on her lower abdomen was not serious, Yan Xi also told her to pay attention and take a good rest, otherwise it might affect her future fertility problems.

Originally, her last miscarriage had caused great damage to her body, and she hadn't fully recovered yet, so suffering another injury would undoubtedly make things worse.

Lianmo carefully placed her on the bed, took the cup, and went to pour water for her, and take her medicine later.

As soon as he turned around, Ji Yerong didn't even have time to get out of bed. The nausea came quickly, and she vomited up. The few mouthfuls of porridge she just ate were all vomited up, staining the bed and her own clothes.

There is an unpleasant smell in the air...

"Ayu——" Lian Mo turned his head and saw this scene, his throat tightened, and he instinctively turned around and wanted to carry her to the bathroom to clean up, but he had already forgotten that he was a clean freak.

But Ji Yerong desperately pushed his hand away, not even letting him approach the bed.

Lian Mo realized that she felt dirty, so she didn't let herself get close.

"Ayu, I don't care."

How could he despise dirty?
Even if it was vomit, it still belonged to A Yu, so he wouldn't mind.

However, Ji Yerong was extremely stubborn and did not want him to come close. When the two of them were in a state of anxiety, water mist appeared in the dark pupils, looking at him, it flowed out silently.

In the end, Lian Mo compromised. He didn't touch her, and he didn't deal with the vomit. He pressed the inside line and ordered Nicole to come up and clean it up.

Nicole helped Ji Yerong go to the bathroom to clean, change into clean clothes, and asked the servants to come up and put on new sheets and quilt covers, and sprayed air cleaner to make the bad smell disappear.

Ji Yerong came out of the bathroom, and Lian Mo picked her up and put her on the bed. Yan Xi had already come over to help her check her body.

Yan Xi checked Ji Yerong in the bedroom, while Lianmo waited outside the door, leaning against the guardrail with a tall figure, staring at the closed door for a moment, frowning, feeling irritable and nervous!
afraid!
Yes, Lian Mo, who never knew what to be afraid of, is very afraid at this moment, afraid of losing her, afraid that she will make mistakes again.

Yan Xi came out of the room, Lian Mo straightened up immediately, Han Tan shot at her, and couldn't wait to say: "What happened to her?"

"I saw that the wound on her lower abdomen is still healing, there is no major problem, and the virus in her body is also cleared, so there is no need to worry!" Yan Xi spoke softly, even though she said so, her expression was not relaxed!

Lian Mo narrowed his eyes and asked puzzledly: "Then why does she still vomit after only taking a few mouthfuls of porridge?"

"There are two reasons. The first may be that she hasn't eaten for too long, and her stomach needs a little time to adapt. The second reason is..." Yan Xi bit her lip, hesitating to speak.

"What is it?" Lian Mo mo frowned, impatience streaked across his handsome face, he hated other people's tricks the most.

Yan Xi was not trying to show off, but she was not sure, so she asked without answering, "Has she spoken since she woke up?"

"No!" Lian Mo didn't understand why she asked, and felt even more worried, "She lost control of her emotions when she woke up and cried for a long time; she vomited before and didn't want me to touch her, so she cried again."

He had never seen Ayu so fragile, so fragile that people didn't know how to get along with her!
After Yan Xi finished listening, her eyes became more serious and her tone was solemn, "I just checked her, and there is no problem with her vocal cords, she can speak, if she keeps silent, it may be due to psychological reasons. "

"Psychology?" Lian Mo frowned, puzzled.

"She must have been through too much trauma on Norman Island and is very likely to suffer from PTSD!"

"Post traumatic stress disorder!" There was disbelief in the deep voice, "You mean, she might suffer from post-traumatic stress disorder!"

Yan Xi nodded: "Her mood fluctuates a lot, she is sensitive to external reactions, fear, you need to pay attention to her diet, mood, whether she has frequent nightmares, etc.!"

If she has such a situation, it is very likely that she is suffering from PTDS!

"Impossible!" Lian Mo couldn't believe that A Yu would suffer from PTSD!

Ji Yerong was trained by Ye Jia. She used to be the leader of soldiers and ghosts. She has experienced too many lives and deaths. Both her physical and psychological qualities have been tested. There is absolutely no problem.

She is so strong, how could she have post-traumatic stress disorder, this physical and psychological disease.

"Your Excellency, in my opinion, she is already prone to depression..."

Yan Xi's words were undoubtedly a basin of ice water poured down from the top of Lian Mo's head, cooling down to the deepest part of his heart.

(End of this chapter)