Chapter 95

Ji Zhengting embraces her in his arms and frees up a hand to pull the quilt over and wrap it around her.

"Is that better?" He asked her, tone unconsciously soft several times.

Song Qingcheng nodded, only feel the temperature of his body is very warm, at least let her feel the temperature.

Ji Zhengting thought that he could get better in this way, but he was not. He found that the sweat on Song Qingcheng's forehead was still pouring out, and his hair was soaked.

"Ji Zhengting..." When song Qingcheng can't stand the pain, call him.

"Here I am." He answered quickly.

"I may be dying." She had never felt the pain like this before, and she felt that she was going to be out of breath.

Ji Zhengting was shocked at the bottom of his heart.

Looking down at the woman with a painful face in her arms, she twisted her eyebrows. Her eyes were full of pity that he could not detect. Her tight throat finally said, "no, we will go to the hospital now."

After that, he would get out of bed with her in his arms. But song Qingcheng didn't want to. She put her arms around his neck and didn't let him get up. She just said, "can you buy me some painkillers?"

"You can't take painkillers. I'll take you to the hospital now." He worried that painkillers would be addictive, and there would be some side effects.

"But I don't want to move now, and I'm really in pain. It's killing me." Song Qingcheng's painful tears are about to fall out, the voice is very light, like cotton wadding.

"How can we avoid pain?" Ji Zhengting knows that he asked a piece of nonsense, but he really wants to know how to help her relieve the pain.

Song Qingcheng closed his eyes slightly and shook his head gently. Ji Zhengting looks at her, and the frown between his eyebrows and eyes is a little deeper. His eyes fall on Song Qingcheng's hand, probably because of the severe pain, and his chest is scratched by her.

Ji Zhengting couldn't bear to see her so painful. He suddenly thought of Lu Qing. He put her back on the bed and said to her softly, "wait for me, I'll come right away."

He got out of bed, took the cell phone from the tea table, went back to bed, picked her up and sat in his arms.

Song Qingcheng also relies on his arms, because his arms are warm, at least to ease her cold.

Ji Zhengting dialed a series of numbers to go out, there rang a few times to be picked up, and then Lu Qing's voice came, "do you sleepwalk, or dial the wrong number?"

"What should a woman do with a bad stomachache?" Ji Zhengting doesn't care about her and goes straight to the subject.

Lu Qing Leng for a moment, it is obvious that there is no reaction, he asked what meaning, "you say is that kind of pain? Does it hurt to have a baby, or to have a miscarriage, or to have diarrhea... "

"How does the holiday ache to do?" Without waiting for Lu Qing to finish, Ji Zhengting impatiently explained the situation.

"This kind of pain is normal. There's nothing to do." Lu Qing said with indifference. She thought how big a thing it is, need season Zhengting call her in the middle of the night.

"It's killing me." Ji Zhengting is not satisfied with her attitude.

"So powerful?" Lu Qing was slightly surprised.

"Say, what on earth to do?" He was very impatient.

"I said, there's no good way. If the pain is very severe, considering that it is Gong Han, do you ask her if she has a cold Seeing that he was in such a hurry, Lu Qing did not dare to take it lightly.

"Have you had a cold?" When Ji Zhengting inquires about song Qingcheng, his tone obviously softens.

Song just took the fruit out of the refrigerator

Only when she cut the fruit just now, she came into contact with cool things, and she also felt cool, and she had no other contact with cool things.

Ji Zhengting's face sank and glared at her. Song Qingcheng flat mouth, a face of pitiful appearance, this appearance of her, no one can bear to blame.

Ji Zhengting sighed, and then said to the phone, "maybe it's cold. What should I do?"

"Don't do it one by one. I said, there's no good way. Every woman does it. It's just that some people have mild symptoms and some people have severe symptoms. If you really can't stand it, boil a little brown sugar ginger water and drink it. It will drive away the cold. "

Lu Qing is also defeated by him, every sentence does not ask how to do, it is rare to see him so attached to a woman, if it is not for the special situation, she must make fun of him.

"What else?" Ji Zhengting asked naturally. For him, the doctor's methods should be many, safe and effective.

“……” Lu Qing would like to say, no! But he didn't dare, "and it's time to give full play to your male firepower."

"What do you mean?" Ji Zhengting doesn't understand.

"Women need temperature at this time. You can do it yourself."

Ji Zhengting's face was a little uncomfortable. "I've already held her."

Lu Qing low smile, "that is you firepower is not enough, season big president, should tonify kidney."

"Go away!" Ji Zhengting dumped her and cut off the phone directly.Song Qingcheng just vaguely heard their conversation, which will also feel strange embarrassment, try to move out of his arms. Ji Zhengting did not stop her, put her on the bed, he got out of bed and left the bedroom.

Song Qingcheng was lying on the bed and pressed the pillow under his belly. He didn't feel any better. He tossed and turned, but the pain was severe.

Ji Zhengting went downstairs and asked the servant to boil ginger brown sugar water. In just a few minutes, he urged him several times.

The stepmother just came out to pour water. When she saw him standing at the kitchen door, she asked curiously, "Zheng Ting, why don't you go to bed so late? What are you doing here?"

"I have a cold. Let's make some ginger tea to drink." Ji Zhengting knows that his mother doesn't like song Qingcheng. If he lets his mother know that he is cooking ginger water for song Qingcheng in the middle of the night, it will only make his mother more repellent of song Qingcheng.

"Are you ok? Do you want some medicine or something?" The stepmother didn't think much, but cared about her son.

"It's OK. You can have a rest early."

Seeing that he didn't look serious, the stepmother nodded and prepared to go back to the house with a water cup. Just at this time, the servant came out with ginger water. When she saw that the ginger water was red, she felt something was wrong.

"Why is this ginger water so red?" Asked the stepmother.

"It's brown sugar." The servant answered voluntarily.

"Brown sugar?" The stepmother picked up the voice line and turned her eyes to Ji Zhengting, "don't you hate eating candy most?"

Ji Zhengting gave a pep talk, "ginger is spicy, so put some sugar to improve the taste."

The stepmother's eyes were half trusting and half suspicious.

"I went up first." Ji Zhengting doesn't care whether his mother believes it or not. In a word, he can't let the woman upstairs wait too long.

Seeing his attitude, the stepmother became more suspicious. It's said that it's ginger tea made by myself with a cold. How can I go upstairs and do what? Add brown sugar to improve the taste. It's a cover.

Ginger brown sugar is a common prescription for women to relieve their holiday pain. He fooled her mother like a fool.