Chapter 22

Yi Qiao tired of move don't want to move, go up and down stairs all empty become so, go to hospital again, estimate to be in hospital directly.

"I had a drip last night. Just bring me some medicine. If the effect is not good, buy two more bags."

"You should take sugar and buy two more bags. Can you take more medicine?" She then is a cover up scold, she just can't stand Yi Qiao so abuse his body, "the body is your own son, abuse bad, suffering is not you."

Yi Qiao didn't quite catch what Shi Sheng was saying. There was a messy "buzz" in her ear. She heard a few words intermittently. After organizing, she could sort out the meaning.

"Then I'll get dressed and wait for you."

"En," Shi Sheng gets up to change clothes. Seeing that the phone is still on, he says, "if you are really uncomfortable, go to bed and lie down. Don't try to be brave."

Hang up the phone, Yi Qiao calculate the next Sheng to the time, the fire to the minimum, went to the outside of the sofa to sit and rest.

If she continues to stand like that, she will probably faint again.

The body has relied on, the tiredness comes again hastily and fiercely, then slants the body to fall asleep in a few minutes!

The scattered hair covered most of her face, and was blown slightly by her breath. Yiqiao's face was red, and even her skin was covered with a layer of beautiful light pink.

This sleep is not very good, probably hungry, plus more sleep in the morning, dreams are bizarre science fiction scenes, she almost every ten minutes to open one eye!

It's more tiring than not sleeping.

Shi Sheng was caught in a traffic jam. He arrived half an hour later than expected. He rang the doorbell several times before he heard the sound of footsteps from far to near.

She was relieved.

The door opened, revealing Yiqiao's haggard face.

Shisheng glanced at her. "If you don't open the door, I'll call the police," she sniffed. "What's burning?"

Yi Qiao

She made porridge.

Porridge has been completely cooked bad, black ball, Yi Qiao turned off the fire, only feel more hungry, even the burning smell is fragrant.

……

The hospital is not very close. When the car passed a breakfast shop, Shisheng bought her a piece of white porridge. "Yiqiao, take care of yourself. You are one or two years older than me. Didn't the three of us agree? When the children get married and travel together, you have to sit in a wheelchair when you say it. Neither Muzi nor I can push you. "

“……”

"Don't stare at me. I'm serious. Look at you now. You've lost half your life with a cold. If you really want to travel, we dare not take you with us."

Yi Qiao ignores her, and Shi Sheng talks to himself all the way to the hospital.

The doctor looked serious. "You have to take a drip. We'll see in three days."

"Thank you."

Yi Qiao has no opinion. Shi Sheng asks her to sit in the infusion room and have a rest. She takes the bill to pay for the medicine!

She fell asleep again when she was dribbling. Yiqiao was one meter six five tall, curled up on the chair with long hands and feet. How could she feel uncomfortable.

In a daze, she heard Shi Sheng's voice and felt sleepy.

"Mo Beiting, Yiqiao is your wife. She's sick now and is lying in the hospital for transfusion. You don't take care of her and let me be an outsider here? Are you still a man? "

Yi Qiao thinks that Mo Beiting is coming. When she opens her eyes, she finds Sheng on the phone.

She was so emotional that she didn't notice that she was awake.

"You don't have three characters who cover the sky with only one hand. If you don't agree, Yi Qiao, a woman with no power to bind a chicken, can she still bind you?"

Yi Qiao sits up, "when Sheng."

When Sheng saw her wake up, he hung up awkwardly and said, "do you want to eat something when you wake up? Or drink water? "

Yi Qiao looked up at the infusion bottle hanging in his eyes, "it's almost over. Let's go out to eat later."

"Yes."

When Sheng should be a, looking at her desire to say and stop, "Yi Qiao, you really decided to follow Mo Beiting that..." she in Yi Qiao's gaze, will 'bastard' two words swallow back, "live a lifetime?"

“……”

For a lifetime?

She didn't think about it.

At the beginning, she came back from the United States on impulse. As for the follow-up, she didn't think about it at all.

Yi Qiao just don't know how to reply, the line of sight sweeps to the glass bottle above, "drip finished."

Shi Sheng knew that she didn't want to talk about it, and didn't force her to, "I'll call a nurse."

After drips, Yi Qiao spirit has been much better, when Sheng to drive, she stood at the door and so on.

A black Mercedes Benz G-class steadily stopped in front of her, the window down, revealing Mo Beiting angular side face, "get on."