"You're already like this, and you're still hiding it from me! Yang Rui, how long are you going to keep it from me?"
Zhao Shuisheng stood by the bed angrily, looking down at the person on the bed.
Ten minutes ago.
Men wake up and wash themselves according to their daily biological clock.
At that time, Yang Rui was sleeping deeply with a blanket, lying motionless on the bed.
Zhao Shuisheng thought she was sleepy in the summer and rarely slept in at home.
After all, in the past month, Yang Rui had gone out early and returned late every day, and was busier than him, the commander of the military camp.
Now I have time to rest, which is also a good thing.
Zhao Shuisheng went out quietly, not wanting to wake up Yang Rui.
But not long after he went out, he suddenly remembered that he had left something at home.
So I hurried back.
When Zhao Shuisheng opened the door and came in, he didn't dare to push the door too hard for fear of waking up Yang Rui, who was "still sleeping".
who knows……
He was quiet, but a faint gasp came from the room.
"Hiss...hiss...it hurts...hiss..."
Groans of pain, accompanied by sounds of nausea and vomiting.
Zhao Shuisheng's heart tightened when he heard this, and he immediately strode into the room.
On the bed, the figure under the quilt was still swollen, but trembling slightly.
Intermittent sounds are still coming out.
Zhao Shuisheng didn't care so much, he rushed over and lifted the quilt——
Under the quilt.
Yang Rui curled up, clutching the sheets tightly with both hands, and layers of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
Even so.
When she saw Zhao Shuisheng for the first time, she still tried her best to smile and pretend to be okay.
"You...why are you back again?"
As everyone knows.
Even her voice was trembling when she spoke, making people feel chilled all over.
so.
Only then did Zhao Shuisheng's angry question come out.
"You're already like this, and you're still hiding it from me! Yang Rui, how long are you going to keep it from me?"
Zhao Shuisheng's resolute face had a frown on his face, and the heavy emotions almost overwhelmed him.
He asked himself that he was not a careful person in life.
The concern and care for Yang Rui cannot be done all the time and in every possible way.
If he hadn't come back today...
Yang Rui might have fainted at home because of the pain, and no one would know.
When Zhao Shuisheng thought of this possibility, he was filled with deep worry and self-blame from the bottom of his heart, almost overwhelming this tiger-backed man.
Yang Rui was at that moment.
Dazed by pain.
She tried hard to clench her hands into fists to stay awake.
"I'm fine...as long as...just take it slow...I'll be fine...well..."
Yang Rui sobbed and tried to keep talking.
However, Zhao Shuisheng had already strode in front of her.
No matter what, he put his military uniform coat over her body and hugged her immediately.
The slender and fragile woman was so light in his arms.
Zhao Shuisheng gritted his teeth secretly, blaming himself more and more for neglecting Yang Rui.
Yang Rui leaned against Zhao Shuisheng's chest, like a frightened little rabbit, raising her watery eyes.
With the cold sweat on his forehead, he blinked one by one.
"Don't—"
"Don't talk. I'll take you to the doctor."
Zhao Shuisheng interrupted Yang Rui arrogantly, and without giving her another chance to refute, he went out with the person in his arms.
The summer day lights up extremely early.
Even if I go out at this time, the sun is already shining down.
Zhao Shuisheng hugged Yang Rui and rushed towards the military camp with his legs moving very fast.
Yang Rui looked up several times, and all she saw was the man's tense jaw and the deep worry in his pupils.
For a while.
A faint warmth surged through the aching body.
…
Yang Rui's condition is very serious.
Heatstroke, dehydration, internal heat, plus acute gastroenteritis.
So it triggered stomach cramps.
The military doctor at the military camp was named Pei. After carefully examining Yang Rui, he immediately took out a needle and gave Yang Rui some water.
Zhao Shuisheng remained silent throughout the whole process, his tall figure standing like a statue in the infirmary.
The moment when the silver needle in Dr. Pei's hand spewed out liquid and was about to be inserted into the back of Yang Rui's thin hand.
Zhao Shuisheng suddenly spoke.
"Doctor Pei, please be gentle, she is afraid of pain."
Dr. Pei is an old doctor in this military camp. He has been in the military for longer than many people and he knows most of the people in the military camp.
He and Zhao Shuisheng were also familiar.
When Zhao Shuisheng was injured in the past, he could grit his teeth without crying out in pain without anesthesia.
nowadays.
He was just fetching water for others, but Zhao Shuisheng's expression was more nervous than that day.
Those bright eyes were always staring at the needle in his hand, as if he would stick it in the wrong place if he didn't look closely.
As expected...you are so young...
Dr. Pei wanted to tease Zhao Shuisheng a few words, but he felt that he probably wouldn't listen to anything he said now.
Suo Xing shook his head.
"Okay, I'll be gentle."
Dr. Pei replied with a smile. Without stopping, the needle pierced the blue blood vessel on the back of Yang Rui's hand.
that moment.
Yang Rui's brows twitched on her pale and weak face.
The tall figure next to the hospital bed also swayed.
this day.
Yang Rui spent her time in a coma while hanging water on the hospital bed.
Although Zhao Shuisheng wanted to take care of her all the time, the military camp was not a place where he could take leave at will. He had his own responsibilities and things to do.
So Zhao Shuisheng could only take advantage of his free time at noon to come and take a look as much as possible.
Yang Rui fell asleep peacefully at that time.
His face looked much better than it was in the morning, and the cold sweat had stopped.
Tick tick tick.
The drops in the transparent glass bottle were also entering her body drop by drop.
Zhao Shuisheng left millet porridge specially made by the cooking class and a cup of brown sugar water at her bedside.
but.
When he came back in the evening, he had drunk half a cup of brown sugar water, but the millet porridge seemed not to have touched at all.
Zhao Shuisheng looked at the things on the bedside and frowned hard.
Yang Rui had recovered somewhat at this time. Although her body was still a little weak, she was no longer in pain and weakness.
She sat on the bedside and explained in a low voice.
"I...I'm not hungry."
Three short words, but there was an obvious hissing sound.
Zhao Shuisheng turned his head, his eyes fell heavily, and he looked around Yang Rui up and down, his expression becoming darker and darker.
He gritted his teeth and spoke.
"What else are you hiding from me?"
The words were gruff questions.
Coupled with his menacing appearance.
With that mountain-like figure, standing upright, it felt like he would get angry at any time.
If it were in the past...
Yang Rui looked at Zhao Shuisheng like this and trembled with fear when he heard it. She didn't know how to face this man, or even find a place to hide herself.
But these days we get along better.
She had already figured out Zhao Shuisheng's character.
The man only looks fierce, but he is actually very soft on the inside.
He doesn't really want to be angry, but he just doesn't know how to say those soft and caring words.
He...
I'm just too worried about her.
