Chapter 43

If you don't meet anyone in the early morning, only the traffic lights across the street are awake like you.

Su Qiuyu won't wake up until 6:30. Bai Song bought an extra rice noodle. The food is not so cold in this weather, but the noodles will be dry and not delicious after a long time.

In order not to let the rice noodles cool, Bai song specially found a plastic bench outside the stall and waited for a while before asking the boss to put the rice noodles out of the pot.

It's already six o'clock in the morning. If you stand on a tall building, you should be able to see the sun slowly rising its ruddy head.

Ragged beggars walked by, the truck engine was warming up, and the sweeping sound was still thin and loud. Those who wanted to run for life had stayed awake during this period of time. The night owls are sleepy and ready to go home. Maybe the hard-working people will look down on them, but they are not willing to do so?

Bai Song walked very slowly. When he got home, his sound of opening the door had awakened Su Qiuyu. Su Qiuyu's long hair was a little messy and unable to look up. He saw that it was Bai Song and closed his eyes again.

Bai Song washed his face and lay on the bed. He felt Bai Song lying on the bed. Su Qiuyu didn't open his eyes and said powerlessly, "Bai Song, my head hurts."

Headache?

Bai Song touched Su Qiuyu's smooth forehead, which was significantly higher than the normal body temperature. Bai Song said anxiously, "it looks like you have a fever. Ask for leave today?"

At this time, the alarm clock rang. The six thirty alarm clock is very punctual every day.

Su Qiuyu forced herself out of bed: "it's all right. Just take two fever pills. Today, the company has a customer. I can't ask for leave..."

Just saying that, Su Qiuyu's hand supporting her body slipped and fell on the bed. Fortunately, Bai Song was also on the bed. She gave her a quick cushion so that she wouldn't hurt.

"You'd better ask for leave. It seems that it's burning badly. Don't worry about the money." Bai Song comforted.

"But..." Su Qiuyu still wants to hold on.

"Nothing, but be good and obedient." Bai Song comforted her like a child.

Pooh.

Su Qiuyu's weak face suddenly showed a smile, which seemed to be amused by Bai Song's way of coaxing children. Remember, they haven't had such a close conversation for a long time. Bai Song didn't care about gambling and drinking when he was ill.

He really changed.

Thinking of this, Su Qiuyu finally listened to Bai Song and lay in bed.

After waiting for almost half an hour, Bai Song took the rice noodles packed back into the narrow kitchen.

Bai Song awkwardly washed the pot, then poured the rice noodles into the pot and cooked it again. People with fever and cold can't eat greasy things, so Bai Song plans to cook it again to remove the oil stains.

When the fish is picked up again, the oil has been washed. The white pine burns some water again, pour it into the rice noodles, and then pour some soy sauce on it. A bowl of rice noodles in clear soup made twice will become.

"Come on, get up and have some." Bai Song asked, "by the way, do you have a thermometer at home?"

Su Qiuyu weakly pointed to Bai Song. Bai Song found a thermometer along the direction. Although he lived in poverty, he still had some small things to buy.

Bai Song lifted Su Qiuyu's pajamas and put the thermometer between her arms. During this period, he rubbed some smooth and delicate places, but Bai Song didn't have those thoughts.

Su Qiuyu's thermometer was inconvenient, and she was also very uncomfortable. Bai Song had to let her lean half against her body and feed her bit by bit. Bai Song blows it cold with each chopstick, and then feeds it to her. Su Qiuyu only needs to stretch her tender lips slightly to eat it.

Bai Song looked at the time. It was almost eight minutes. Bai Song stopped feeding and reached out to take out the thermometer under his armpit. A look at the thermometer: 38 °.

If adults are 38 °, they don't need a hanging needle. They can take an injection or medicine.

"38 ° do you want to get an injection? Just an injection." Bai Song tried to ask.

Su Qiuyu shook his head and couldn't afford to glance at Bai Song: "you don't know. I'm afraid of pain when I'm young."

"Well, after you finish eating, I'll go out and get you some antipyretic medicine." Su Qiuyu said so. Bai Song remembered that Su Qiuyu had mentioned the fear of pain before.

Bai Song continued to feed Su Qiuyu for a while. When she fed again, Su Qiuyu shook her head and her hair crossed Bai Song's hungry face.

"Husband, people don't want to eat." while her daughter is away, Su Qiuyu sprinkles a little Jiao.

When a woman has no one to rely on, he can be stronger than an iron man. When a woman has an arm to rely on, she will become more tender than water.

Bai Song reluctantly put down the bowl, put the bowl on the table, then put on his shoes and told Su Qiuyu to have a good rest, call for leave and so on.

Walking in front of the clinic, this is a small clinic with two facades. The reputation in this area has always been very good.

"Mr. Duan, I'll take some cold medicine." Bai Song went in. Mr. Duan in his mouth is the main doctor here, and his reputation has always been very good.

Dr. Duan's real name is Duan Guosheng. He looks about 30 years old, but people familiar with him know that he is over 40.

"What's wrong with you?" Duan Guosheng heard a little about white pine. After all, they are all people in this area and know that white pine is a jerk.

Duan Guosheng has always treated his parents equally, whether he is a gangster or something, which is why everyone respects him.

"It's not my illness. My wife has a fever. She has taken her temperature, 38 °" Bai Song answered truthfully.

"Oh, I'll just prescribe something to reduce the fever." after that, Duan Guosheng skillfully took out several bottles of medicine, and then poured it out and wrapped it with square wrapping paper. A total of four bags were folded: "take three courses, one in the morning, one in the middle of the day and one in the evening. If the three courses are not good, take the fourth course. Well, you don't have to eat."

"Well, thank you, Mr. Duan. How much is it here?" Bai Song touched his pocket.

"Fifteen yuan." Duan Guosheng said the price.

After paying the money, Bai Song said "trouble" and left. Selling medicine has always been a profiteering industry. If it was changed to other places, it would cost at least 30 yuan.

It's still a matter of conscience. You don't know that it took thousands of people to see a cold in the hospital.

When he got home, he cooked water and prepared medicine for Su Qiuyu. This time, he didn't need white pine to feed him. Su Qiuyu still had spare time to take medicine.

Put the cup aside, take the alarm clock and set the time of 12 o'clock. Bai Song lies down next to Su Qiuyu with his eyes closed.

When I got up at noon, I not only had to bear the responsibility of cooking and taking care of my daughter-in-law, but also promised to make a copy of the ghost fire. At the thought of these white pines, I felt a little tired and soon fell asleep.