On this day, ye zhiqiao was eating snacks and watching a movie at jian mengqi's house when she received a call from aunt Li.
She said that little treasure suddenly had a fever from the morning. At noon, master gu came back from the company to take him to the hospital, but he was called away by a phone. The burnt little treasure had been calling ye zhiqiao's name, so she called and asked if ye zhiqiao could come to the hospital.
Ye zhiqiao immediately agreed, changed her clothes and ran out with the car keys.
When he arrived at the hospital, little treasure was still asleep. When aunt Li saw her coming, he handed little treasure over to her and went home to get little treasure's daily necessities. He was in a hurry and didn't have time to take anything.
Ye zhiqiao was panting heavily as she sat on the stool in front of the hospital bed, trying to touch little treasure's slightly reddened face, but found that her fingers were a little cold, afraid to wake little treasure up.
She sat there quietly for more than two hours. Aunt Li brought something and immediately went home to prepare dinner for little treasure. It was almost evening when little treasure finally woke up.
Little treasure finally opened his heavy eyelids. Because of the slow reaction to the fever, he was slightly stunned when he saw ye zhiqiao and asked in a low voice, "Aunt ye... Is that you?"
Ye zhiqiao quickly leaned down, touched her forehead, and said softly, "It's me. I've been here with little treasure."
Little treasure curved his lips and smiled, but because of his illness, he looked a little weak.
Ye zhiqiao knew that she was in a bad state and did not let her continue to speak. She picked up the millet porridge on the table beside her and asked if she wanted to drink it.
Aunt Li was afraid that she would suddenly wake up hungry, so he bought porridge on the way here.
Little treasure shook his head gently, indicating that he did not want to drink.
Although her fever had nothing to do with her stomach, her discomfort could affect her appetite.
Ye zhiqiao nodded and said, "Okay, but by dinnertime, you promised auntie ye that you would have some too."
Little treasure nodded and fell asleep again in a daze.
During this period, the nurse came over to change a bottle of liquid, and she was not woken up.
Aunt Li brought dinner over and asked ye zhiqiao if she wanted to wake her up. Ye zhiqiao couldn't bear to see her sound asleep and said that she would feed her when she woke up at night.
Aunt Li agreed and said, "Miss ye, go back first. I'll stay here at night."
Ye zhiqiao shook her head and said, "I'll stay here. Little treasure will wake up and see if I'm not around. You'd better go home and rest. Besides, you need to take care of the house."
Hearing her say so, aunt Li did not refuse. In the past, little treasure was always taken care of by ye zhiqiao day and night when he was sick.
After sending aunt Li away, ye zhiqiao returned to her bed and sat down.
She looked at the food and was not in the mood to eat it. During this period of time, she couldn't eat or sleep well because of the things on the internet.
Thinking about it this way, she felt so tired that she simply lay on the bed and rested.
At night, little treasure woke up, and his body temperature was still a little low. After eating something, he fell asleep again.
Gu mohan also came once, looked at little treasure's situation, said a few words to ye zhiqiao, and then returned to the company to work overtime. These days, ye zhi happened not to be here, and he had to deal with the matters of mengxing group. He was too busy.
Ye zhiqiao slept less than three hours that night and woke up before dawn.
She shook her head hard and dreamed about what was happening online. She was scolded in her dream.
Ye zhiqiao smiled bitterly and reached out to test xiao bao's temperature. It was about the same as her temperature. It should have gone down. It should be fine to call again later to check.
Little treasure was discharged from the hospital at around ten in the morning.
Ye zhiqiao helped aunt Li send her back to Mohan's villa, then quickly returned to jian mengqi's house to sleep. After staying up all night, her head was sore and swollen, as if it could explode at any time.
"Ye zhiqiao, you don't have to pretend anymore. Even if you do something dirty, no one will be surprised." Hu yang raised his eyebrows and said contemptuously.
Ye yiyu punched the iron gate of the detention center and laughed wildly, "I didn't expect you to have this day, ye zhiqiao! If I can't deal with you, god will deal with you for me. Just wait for your reputation to fall apart! Hahaha!"
Zhuang jiamin stood in front of ye zhiqiao's mother's tombstone with her arms in her arms and sneered, "Look, this is your good daughter. Look what she has done. How capable of stepping on a man and climbing to the top!"
"Ye zhi happens to be shameless! Bitch!"
"A bitch who has no ability but to sleep with men!"
"Go to hell, ye zhiqiao! Go to hell!!!"
"Ah--"
Ye zhiqiao suddenly opened her eyes, which were round and unfocused.
Bean-sized beads of sweat slid down from his forehead and dripped into the hair at his temples. It was already too wet to look like it was. Sweat and tears mixed together, sticky and greasy.
Suddenly the door was opened and jian mengqi ran in.
"What's the matter, Zhiqiao? Did you have a nightmare?"
Jian mengqi held her shoulder and made her sit up.'
Ye zhiqiao took a sip of the water she handed over and woke up to find that her heart was beating fast and violently, as if it was about to rush out of her chest.
Jian mengqi looked at her worriedly and said, "I've seen you sleeping since I came back. Didn't you take care of little treasure last night? You didn't have time to sleep all night?"
Ye zhiqiao's eyes were still a little dazed and said weakly, "I slept for a few hours."
Although he asked again, "What time is it now?"
Jian mengqi sighed and replied, "It's getting dark. It's eight o' clock in the evening. You haven't slept all day, have you?"
Ye zhiqiao didn't get enough sleep these days, so she stayed up all night. Finally, her body couldn't hold on any longer, and she made up for the lack of sleep.
After a long silence, jian mengqi asked her if she was hungry and if she wanted to eat.
Ye zhiqiao shook her head and said in a daze, "Mengqi, I've been dreaming all these days. Everyone in the dream is scolding me. They all think I'm disgusting and want me to die. In the end..."
She grabbed jian mengqi's hand and cried, "Even the closest people around me don't want to believe me anymore. Everyone leaves me..."
"Then... Then I stood in a glass cover, and everyone who passed by wanted to spit at me and curse me. I... I wanted to close my eyes and cover my ears, but I could still hear and see. I was really... So scared... I..."
Jian mengqi couldn't bear to listen any more. She hugged her gently and stroked her back with her palm.
"No matter what others do, I will never leave you. And gu mohan, little treasure, little treasure likes you so much, how could he not want you?"
Ye zhiqiao was still crying. Her spirit could hardly bear the pressure and was on the verge of collapse.
"Have you been having nightmares like this all night long?"
Ye zhiqiao nodded and said sulkily, "I wake up every morning from fright."
Jian mengqi knew that many people suffered from depression because they could not bear the pressure from the outside world. Although ye zhiqiao had always been confident and optimistic, she was afraid that she could not resist the continuous bombardment of those people.
"Zhiqiao, otherwise... You can go abroad and relax."