A face that was red and burned by a slap broke into Huo Shaoting's sight.
She was covered in sweat, either from the heat here or from sweating due to a fever, and there was a tear hanging from the corner of her eye. Those eyes became even more amazingly moist and clear because of the fever.
Huo Shaoting let go of her hand after a long time and whispered: "Lie down first."
When Qiqi heard his words, her body relaxed twice, but her eyes still did not move away from him.
"Brother Shao Ting, I'm really fine."
She still said the same thing.
But after Huo Shaoting sat on the edge of the bed, he only said to her: "I'm not worried about something happening to you, I'm worried about the child."
When Qiqi heard this, she immediately realized something. She lowered her eyelashes: "I know."
It didn't seem that he was worried about him.
"Drink some water first."
After he finished speaking, he didn't look at her face. Instead, he got up from her bed and walked to the table to pour her some water. After the warm water reached the rim of the cup, he put down the kettle in his hand, and then held the water towards her. Walked over.
Qiqi noticed that he was still wearing the same clothes he wore on TV, so she guessed that he had just come back.
The calm and self-possessed person on TV now appeared in front of her, which made her feel a little unreal.
After Huo Shaoting took the water glass to the bed and sat down, he reached out and picked her up from the bed.
The moment he hugged her, Qiqi closed her eyes, lowered her head slightly, and then sat up with the strength of his arm.
Huo Shaoting lowered his head to give her some water, but as soon as he lowered his head, his chin touched the top of her hair.
Qiqi didn't realize it. She just felt that the posture between the two of them was a bit too close. She thought about drinking the glass of water from his hand after she sat firmly, but found that her whole body was sore and weak, and she didn't even have the strength to sit still.
She was a little dizzy.
Huo Shaoting looked at the frail person in his arms and lifted her chin with his hand.
Qiqi's head was so dizzy that she had no energy to think about anything. He raised her chin, and she subconsciously followed his movements and raised her face, slightly opening her red lips.
She had no idea how much she looked like a weak little white rabbit at this moment, or a confused little white rabbit.
Huo Shaoting lowered his eyes, covering the darkness in his eyes, and put the hand holding the water glass to her lips expressionlessly.
Qiqi's lips touched the source of water, and her whole body was extremely greedy. She swallowed many mouthfuls in succession, and her throat kept rumbling.
Huo Shaoting moved his hand to the back of her head and got stuck in her hair. His tone was so gentle even she didn't notice it: "Drink slowly."
Qiqi drank the whole glass of water in one breath. After drinking, her mouth still felt dry.
"You still want to drink, right?"
Qiqi didn't look at him and just nodded.
Huo Shaoting withdrew her from his arms, then went to the table to pour a glass of water. After pouring a glass of water, he sat down on the bed again, then held her weak in his arms again, and continued Feed her water.
However, after taking two sips, Qiqi felt a little nauseous and immediately turned away from the mouth of the water glass.
The water glass in Huo Shaoting's hand was knocked away by Qi Qi, and she was about to push him away and rush toward the bed, but the moment she rushed over, she couldn't vomit.
I don't know how long it took, but someone lifted her body up and her chin was pinched by the hand of the person behind her: "What's wrong?"
He frowned.
Qiqi's face was pinched by him, so she could only raise her face and breathe hard.
Huo Shaoting was stunned.
Her face, which was red with heat, turned pale in her hands. She was panting slightly, and a lot of hair was stuck to her slender and white neck, which was white and jet black. The collar of her pajamas was slightly open.
She was as weak as a piece of fragile porcelain, and her lips were red.
Both were looking at each other.
Huo Shaoting seemed to be bewitched by her, and his voice unconsciously dropped to the point of being silent: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
…
When the secretary called the doctor over, this was what he saw.
Mr. Huo held the person in his arms and was looking down at the person in his arms. The person in his arms was as weak as the hibiscus in his arms, delicate and timid.
The atmosphere between the two was so subtle that she could feel it even standing at the door.
She thought in her heart, Mrs. Huo is really powerful. Can Mr. Huo escape with this trapped expression?
The secretary had a premonition that everything was in chaos.
She spoke at the right time: "Mr. Huo."
Her voice broke in, and Huo Shaoting struggled out of his face. He raised his face and looked towards the door. Qiqi also retreated a little in his arms, turning her face to the side, looking at the door just now. The delicate atmosphere was driven away.
Huo Shaoting looked at the secretary at the door: "Has the doctor called over?"
The secretary didn't know if she came at the right time, so she replied: "I called him, he's a doctor from the best hospital in this city." The hospital was nearby, so the doctor came very quickly, just across the street. arrive.
Huo Shaoting stood up from the bed with a glass of water: "Let's take your temperature first."
The secretary immediately replied: "Okay, Mr. Huo." Then he took the doctor in.
Qiqi leaned on the head of the bed, unable to stand up straight.
The doctor hurriedly walked to her side to examine her.
The doctor asked: "Are you pregnant?"
The secretary described the situation to the doctor before asking. When he asked again, he immediately answered: "Yes, she is pregnant. The baby is five months old."
The doctor directly held Qiqi's arm and tested the temperature on the back of her hand. After feeling that it was surprisingly hot, he quickly took out the thermometer and put it under Qiqi's armpit.
Qiqi's face turned a little sideways again, with a bit of shame on her face.
Huo Shaoting stood aside and watched quietly.
After almost five minutes, the doctor took the thermometer off Qi Qi's arm and took a closer look at the temperature on the thermometer.
He replied: "Thirty-nine degrees."
When the secretary heard this, he was extremely anxious: "How should we deal with this?"
"Take some acetaminophen tablets first."
"Can I take medicine?"
Huo Shaoting spoke up to confirm with the doctor at this time.
The doctor got up from the bed and walked to his side: "This kind of medicine is okay, but you can't take more. Take the amount you need once to see if the fever can go down."
Huo Shaoting was quite cautious about using medication. He added, "Is it necessary to send me to the hospital?"
The doctor replied: "It's not necessary at the moment. If the fever still doesn't go away tomorrow, you have to be sent to the hospital."
"good."
The doctor asked again: "Who is the father of the child?"
The secretary didn't expect the doctor to ask this question, and Qiqi didn't expect it either. For some reason, this question made people feel weird and embarrassing.
Huo Shaoting replied calmly: "I am the child's father."
"Then you'd better stay tuned tonight. If the fever persists and the pregnant woman has convulsions, it's best to continue physical cooling."
Huo Shaoting looked a little nervous and said, "Well, okay, we will pay attention here."
After the doctor finished explaining, he prescribed the medicine and ordered the dosage. The medicine was handed over to Huo Shaoting with his own hands. The doctor handed over the medicine and was ready to leave without staying any longer.
