"You'd better take the hangover medicine first," Su Ye called Wang Qi. He couldn't let Lin Qingsong, who was drunk and unconscious, have no one around him.
It was already eleven o'clock in the evening. Su Ye finished making a phone call on the balcony. When he came back, he saw Lin Qingsong kneeling on the carpet, looking for something on the ground.
"Brother, what are you looking for?" Su Ye wanted to pull Lin Qingsong up.
However, Lin Qingsong shook off his hand and lay on the ground persistently looking for it: "Looking for Xiao Gui's toys. The ball I bought for him before will roll, so I have to fish it out."
Ren Zixian told him not only once not to buy toys for Gui, because his favorite was always the little bear doll at the beginning, and other dolls were always a three-minute favorite.
However, Lin Qingsong didn't listen and still happily arranged new toys for Xiao Gui.
Naturally, there will be toys everywhere in the house. Ren Zixian will ask him to pick out the toys in the corner and put them in a special box every time.
There was no way to reason with a drunkard, so Su Ye could only help find him.
There was no rolling toy ball under the sofa. Lin Qingsong stood up and turned around. Regardless of how expensive the high-end suit he was wearing was, he inspected every place in the room where toys might be hidden with unusual determination.
Su Ye covered his face. Sure enough, even Lin Qingsong would do stupid things after drinking too much.
"There used to be a puppy kennel here, but why is it missing?" Lin Qingsong gestured to Su Ye, then moved his hands, "Oh, she took it away. I have to find the toy. If I don't find it, Ren Zixian will be scolded. mine."
Su Ye's face was numb. Lin Qingsong did have the potential to be a wife slave.
Even though Ren Zixian carefully cleaned the house, Lin Qingsong still persisted in pulling out one of her wooden hairpins from the gap in the sofa.
The hairpin is a very simple style without too many cumbersome carvings. Ren Zixian is always used to pulling her hair up when working so as not to hinder her.
"Why did she lose this?" Lin Qingsong held the hairpin and continued to look for it.
But Ren Zixian was indeed very clean and almost nothing was left behind. Lin Qingsong rummaged through the entire living room on the first floor.
Then, as if he remembered something, he touched his mobile phone without stopping: "Where is my mobile phone? Ren Zixian's hairpin fell down."
Su Ye handed him the phone that was broken into two pieces, and Lin Qingsong insisted on turning it on.
When Wang Qi came to Jinhai with a new mobile phone, Lin Qingsong was holding the broken mobile phone and staring at the hairpin and the ball in a daze.
"Mr. Su, thank you for sending Mr. Lin back. Leave the rest to me. The family doctor will be here soon." Wang Qi even brought a new mobile phone for Lin Qingsong to wear.
Su Ye and Wang Qi worked together to send Lin Qingsong to the bedroom upstairs, and then Su Ye left.
In the middle of the night, Lin Qingsong woke up from thirst and felt a burning pain in his stomach.
Originally, he had stomach problems, but thanks to Ren Zixian's care, he stopped making troubles. However, after drinking, he returned to before liberation.
Now my stomach feels as if another hot steel knife is stirring, bitter and painful.
Lin Qingsong got up and drank a large gulp of warm water. The pain in his stomach increased instead of decreasing. He rubbed his stomach and searched for stomach medicine in the room. He chewed the white pills and swallowed them. The bitter taste dissipated his drunkenness a lot. However, I don’t know if he drank too much water and took medicine, but his stomach became sour and distended.
The smell of alcohol almost filled him up, and Lin Qingsong couldn't help but lie in the bathroom and vomited.
The originally chaotic consciousness miraculously became clearer after this. Lin Qingsong's stomach was twisted, and he fell to the ground as if he had lost all strength. The water rushed to wash away the smell of alcohol.
"Let yourself be free..." Lin Qingsong called out in a low voice. The dark bedroom was empty, and no one responded to him. Only the water in the bathroom made a gurgling sound.
"I want to eat wontons..." Lin Qingsong ordered the food. He probably didn't want to eat wontons, but it didn't matter. Ren Zixian would arrange what to do for him.
Lin Qingsong struggled to stand up against the wall and strode out of the bathroom. The room was dark and lifeless, and there was no one. Ren Zixian had already left.
Lin Qingsong saw with sharp eyes his mobile phone on the bedside.
Wang Qi had already replaced him with a brand new mobile phone. Lin Qingsong didn't think too much and subconsciously found the familiar contact and dialed it with a swipe. However, there was no response from the other party.
"Hello, the number you dialed was not answered. Please call again later..." The cold mechanical sound sounded, pushing Lin Qingsong's anxiety to a climax.
He squeezed the phone tightly, his eyes growing more and more angry. Ren Zixian dared not answer his call! .
Soon, Lin Qingsong seemed to suddenly remember something. He sat on the bedside, took a full-body photo of the wooden hairpin and small toys he found earlier, and sent it to Ren Zixian.
[Your things are left behind. 】Lin Qingsong sent it like this. He gave Ren Zixian a step up. As long as she was willing to come back to get her things, he would forget about her willfulness this time and still take her back to the Lin family.
Lin Qingsong held the phone and waited for Ren Zixian to reply to him. The water flowed loudly. Time passed little by little. The rain outside the window seemed to have stopped. There was still no message on the other end of the phone.
Lin Qingsong gritted his teeth and sent another message without giving up: [I want to eat small wontons. 】
How dare Ren Zixian leave him like this? Who gave her the courage to not answer the phone or reply to messages?
Alcohol numbed his nerves and made his thinking a little confused. He didn't know what message he sent later, but he only knew that Ren Zixian didn't reply.
In the dark room, only the light of the mobile phone was still on. Lin Qingsong sat on the carpet and pressed the phone persistently until he could no longer open his eyes and the phone did not ring again.
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When Ren Zixian woke up, her throat was dry and sore, the incandescent light shone on the top of her head, and the smell of disinfectant lingered on the tip of her nose.
The surroundings were quiet, and there was no part of her body that was not aching, and she had a splitting headache, as if someone had suddenly drained her of all her strength.
Ren Zixian opened her eyes and recalled what happened before. She went to see her grandma, and then Lin Qingsong came and left again.
This is the ward. She fainted on the way and someone took her to the hospital.
"Are you awake?" A familiar voice sounded.
Ren Zixian turned his head and saw that Xu Xuanming was sitting beside her bed.
Why is Professor Xu here?
Ren Zixian was a little confused.
Xu Xuanming gently lifted her head, fed her a glass of water, and then touched her forehead.
Ren Zixian opened her mouth to speak, but Xu Xuanming waved her hand to stop: "You have a severe fever. You shouldn't be able to speak now. I'll call the doctor."
The doctor came quickly and after checking, he said: "The fever has not gone away, but at least it is out of danger. I will take medicine and rest well."
Xu Xuanming listened to the doctor's instructions and asked a question or two from time to time. Ren Zixian listened to their conversation and knew from a few words that she fainted on the side of the road and that a passerby called an ambulance for her.
The high fever persisted and the long-term hypoglycemia almost forced me to go to the emergency room.
The hospital took her mobile phone and called her nearest contact. When Lin Qingsong didn't answer, he called Xu Xuanming's mobile phone.
After sending the doctor away, Xu Xuanming said to Ren Zixian: "The doctor said that you should eat lightly these days, and your body needs to recover for a period of time. You are not allowed to get wet in the rain next time, and you must wear your coat."
Xu Xuanming was frightened when he saw Ren Zixian. Her face was as white as paper, and she was unconscious and kept talking nonsense about ship decks and storms.
Her coat was missing and she was soaked all over. They were the clothes the nurse had changed for her.
The doctor regarded him as Ren Zixian's boyfriend and scolded him for not knowing how to take care of others.
Xu Xuanming did not defend himself, but nodded repeatedly and said he would never do it again.
Of course he wouldn't tell Ren Zixian this.
Ren Zixian nodded. Xu Xuanming helped her move before, so she could find him by calling the nearest contact.
"You have a high fever of 39 degrees and you keep talking nonsense. I'm afraid you are stupid. Fortunately, there are no external injuries on your body." Xu Xuanming sat on the bedside. "What do you want to eat? I just saw a millet porridge seller downstairs. The doctor said You probably haven't eaten properly for several days, so you should feel better if you eat some liquid food."
Ren Zixian didn't feel hungry but felt pain. She calmed down, opened her mouth and said thank you in a breathy voice.
"You don't have to be so polite, we can be considered friends after all," Xu Xuanming stood up, "I'll buy you porridge."
After Xu Xuanming left, Ren Zixian braced himself and endured the pain, reaching for the mobile phone beside him.
The phone got stuck in the rain, so it lags a bit, but it can still be turned on.
Ren Zixian clicked on the call history. As Xu Xuanming said, it was indeed during her coma that the hospital opened her mobile phone to call the nearest contact.
The call was placed on Lin Qingsong's cell phone, but he didn't answer it. Then the call was placed on Xu Xuanming's cell phone.
Ren Zixian lowered his eyes and looked at Lin Qingsong's phone number. Lin Qingsong had not contacted her since their unhappy breakup yesterday.
This is best, Ren Zixian thought, the relationship between the two of them is best so far.
Ren Zixian clicked on the social software, and before she could see it clearly, a conversation came to the front.
Lin Qingsong sent her a picture that was so blurry that she could not see it clearly and said, "You left something behind."
Ten minutes later, he sent another message asking for small wontons.
Lin Qingsong seemed to be suddenly confused, his sentences were confusing, and some even contained meaningless symbols.
Ren Zixian pursed his lips and clicked on the picture to try to identify what had fallen inside. However, the photo sent by Lin Qingsong was too blurry, so Ren Zixian could only give up.
She thought for a while and typed a reply: [I don’t want it anymore, just throw it away. 】
The low-grade fever continued to burn her sanity, and her body was lacking nutrients for a long time. Ren Zixian had no energy at all, and even her arms were sore and aching.
Xu Xuanming bought red dates and millet porridge, but she couldn't take even two bites of it. She could only swallow medicine and try to fall asleep.
She didn't know when it started, but it became extremely difficult for her to fall asleep. Her sleep was very light, and she would be awakened by the slightest noise. She slept intermittently for two hours one night, and spent the rest of the time with her eyes tightly closed and suffering from all the symptoms in her body.
