After hanging up, Shen Qiuhua's situation improved a little. She didn't like people coming and going in the ward, and proposed to go home to rest.
Yang Qiong consulted the doctor and took her home after getting a positive answer.
When she got home, Qiong Yang was less reserved, hugging her and coaxing her softly. Shen Qiuhua smiled weakly, "Where is your hand? Is it going to happen tonight?"
Yang Qiong withdrew the foul hand, but she couldn't help it. "You have a good rest. I have to take you to hang a drip tomorrow. It will get better soon."
"Stay with me." People who are sick are always vulnerable, and Shen Qiuhua is even more attached to Yang Qiong than before.
"Of course. I'll be with you all my life."
It was late at night, looking at the beauty who was finally able to sleep peacefully, Yang Qiong let out a sigh of relief. After Shen Qiuhua arrived in the modern age, he really rarely got sick, which made Yang Qiong a little careless. In the past life of this empress, an imperial doctor came to ask for a pulse every few days. If there are any minor ailments in the body, the imperial physician will take care of them in time. It's good now, I eat everything with her. It's been almost a year, and I haven't even done a general physical examination.
"I just realized that I owe you a lot, but you never said it. Qiuhua, I have wronged you." Yang Qiong knew that if she was awake, she would smile and say "don't care". She maintained the etiquette and character of the favored concubine, but abandoned the squeamishness of the favored concubine, but the more she did, the more Yang Qiong felt that she had not done enough. With such a sweetheart, no amount of petting is enough.
The next morning, when Shen Qiuhua woke up, he smelled the fragrance of rice. She got up and felt that the fever had completely subsided, and her stomach didn't hurt anymore, but her body was still a little weak.
Get out of bed, come to the kitchen, and see that Yang Qiong is busy. Hearing her footsteps, Yang Qiong turned her head and asked, "Why did you get up? Go back to the bed and lie down."
"Let's see what delicious food you made for me." Shen Qiuhua's arm wrapped around Yang Qiong's waist from behind, and put his head on Yang Qiong's shoulder.
Yang Qiong often does this action, but now she is hugged by Shen Qiuhua, her whole person is beautiful.
"Are you still suffering?"
The little chin on the shoulder swayed left and right, probably shaking his head. "It's much better, but I just don't have the strength. I'm waiting for your porridge to fill my stomach."
The corner of Yang Qiong's mouth is smiling, the most ordinary words are her happiest time. "The porridge will be ready soon." She turned her head slightly and kissed the cheek on her shoulder.
The millet porridge is served on the table, accompanied by a few delicate side dishes, which makes people appetizing.
"What did you do?" Shen Qiuhua was referring to those side dishes.
"Yeah." Yang Qiongsheng was afraid that the things he bought would not be clean, so he got up early and went to the market to buy fresh vegetables. After playing with the recipe for a long time, it was justified to taste it myself, so I dared to serve it.
"Thank you for your hard work." Before the meal was ready, Shen Qiuhua had already placed a kiss on Yang Qiong's lips.
Yang Qiong resisted the urge to kiss back, and smiled until her eyes narrowed. Take the porridge bowl and scoop it carefully to let the porridge cool down faster.
"I'll do it myself, you eat too." Shen Qiuhua took over, she didn't want Yang Qiong to be busy for a long time and have to delay eating.
The two of them ate very slowly this meal. You took one bite at a time, like a first love, and it was the sweetest.
After packing up the tableware, Yang Qiong took Shen Qiuhua to the hospital for drip. After a brief inspection by the doctor, it was determined that there was nothing serious. Hang another drip to ensure full recovery.
The ward was still full of people. Shen Qiuhua was very quiet, and Yang Qiong didn't pull her to chat about this or that. Halfway through the drip, a visitor came to the ward, and it turned out to be Vice President Huang of the Calligraphy Association.
Vice President Huang came to see a friend, and when he turned his head and saw Shen Qiuhua, he immediately came over to say hello.
"Why are you sick? Does it matter?"
Shen Qiuhua shook his head, "It's okay, it's almost healed. You can go to work tomorrow."
"Xiao Shen, you can't be sloppy about your body, it must be taken as a big deal." Vice President Huang was very good at speaking, and he listened very sincerely, without appearing hypocritical.
"I know, thank you for your concern."
After sending Vice President Huang away, Shen Qiuhua's drip was basically finished. The needle was pulled and the two went home together. Yang Qiong really didn't let her do anything, even taking a bath, she served the whole process.
This kind of time is the time when the two are the most emotional, and this time both of them have restrained due to illness. Shen Qiuhua watched Yang Qiong endure hard, took her hand and said, "I'm all right."
Of course Yang Qiong could hear the obvious meaning, but she still restrained herself, shook her head and said, "Have a good rest."
Shen Qiuhua was indeed in a bad mood, and fell asleep after a while after taking a bath. Yang Qiong is still tidying up the house.
A house with one more person is not just a house, but a home. In the past, I was alone and didn't care about anything, not even life and death. But now it's different, she is afraid of death, she has concerns. She couldn't imagine what Qiuhua would look like if something happened to her.
My life is my own and Qiuhua's.
While thinking about it, the phone rang. Yang Qiong hurriedly took it, turned and walked to the kitchen, for fear of waking up Shen Qiuhua.
"What? You're here? Where are you? It's not convenient for me to go out right now. Why don't you take a taxi to my house." The caller was Zhu Xuan, saying that someone else had come to the city and wanted to see Yang Qiong. Where can Yang Qiong go out at this time? So let Zhu Xuan come to the house directly.
More than half an hour later, Yang Qiong saw Zhu Xuan get out of the car on the balcony, and she went downstairs to pick up Zhu Xuan. "Qiuhua is sick, I can't go away."
Zhu Xuan was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly said, "Is this... convenient for me?"
"She's sleeping, it doesn't matter if we keep quiet." Yang Qiong let Zhu Xuan into the room. She had already closed the bedroom door, and the two sat down in the living room.
"Team Zhu, drink tea." The tea just brewed was brought to Zhu Xuan.
Zhu Xuan was not polite, took a sip from the teacup, then looked at Yang Qiong with great interest and said, "I feel that after you and your colleague are together, the whole person has a lot of taste."
Yang Qiong's face slumped, "Zhu team, is your village so complimented?"
Zhu Xuan smiled, took out an envelope from his backpack, and pushed it in front of Yang Qiong. Yang Qiong stared at him hesitantly, and Zhu Xuan spread his hand, motioning her to open it.
Yang Qiong opened the envelope and saw that there were neatly beaten banknotes in it, and it looked like there were 108,000 bills.
"You gave me 100,000 yuan to treat my mother last time. Now that my mother's illness is cured, I have taken over a few jobs and returned the money to you." Zhu Xuan was also a strong man. The money he received before was to save his life, but he didn't want to take money from a woman, even if the woman was his comrade-in-arms.
"Are you being so polite to me?" Yang Qiong didn't say anything and accepted the money. People like them are often the worst friendships. Those hypocritical courtesy is still avoided. "It's good to be healed. As long as people are still there, everything can be done in time."
Zhu Xuan nodded, "Yeah. I don't have any big ambitions right now, I just want to honor my mother and let her enjoy herself."
"It's good to have a family." Yang Qiong said with emotion, but she didn't pay attention to how disappointed her tone was.
"I know a little bit about your family. Yang Qiong, no matter what happened in the past, they are your parents. You don't go back to take a look for so many years, right? They don't treat you well, so you have to treat them too. Okay? Don't forget the old adage 'the child wants to be raised, but the parent doesn't wait'!"
Yang Qiong bit her lip and was silent for a while, then nodded. "Team Zhu, I understand the truth. I'll go back to see them when I'm on vacation."
Zhu Xuanfang's words were just persuasion, and he did not expect Yang Qiong to listen. Seeing Yang Qiong's statement, he was surprised. His eyes consciously or unintentionally looked at the bedroom door. "After being with Miss Shen, you have really changed a lot."
Yang Qiong's eyes also fell on the bedroom door, and the unintentional smile on the corner of his mouth revealed a gentle smile. Seeing Zhu Xuan shaking unbearably, how could he never know that this girl can be so gentle? It really feels like a ghost.
"You and her..." Zhu Xuan is not a gossip person, but looking at the two of them feels like they are not friends or colleagues.
Yang Qiong turned her head, "What happened to us?"
"Uh..." Zhu Xuan hesitated. How do you ask this? If so, everyone is embarrassed. If not, he is embarrassed by himself. "You have a really good relationship with her."
Yang Qiong couldn't hold back, and almost knocked over a cup of tea just now. "She deserves it."
"What?" Zhu Xuan didn't understand this thoughtless sentence.
"She deserves my best treatment." Yang Qiong said sternly.
These words basically admitted what Zhu Xuan thought. Zhu Xuan actually felt a sigh of relief in his heart, which confirmed his speculation, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Perhaps subconsciously, he has never regarded Yang Qiong as a woman. sk
Yang Qiong admits that this relationship also has her own selfish considerations. She thought that if she had something to temporarily leave Shen Qiuhua in the future, she would always find someone to protect and take care of her. Zhu Xuan is undoubtedly a good candidate, and his skills and character are trustworthy.
"I understand, let's live a good life. It's time for us to live a good life." They are soldiers, serving the country and the people, and they have worked hard for so many years, and they can finally live a good life for themselves.
"Yeah." At this moment, the two became two veterans, and only they could hear the embarrassment in their voices.
Zhu Xuan left, and the pace of leaving was much lighter than when he came. After giving away the money, paying off the debt, and knowing the emotional destination of his comrades-in-arms, he felt that the trip was worth it.
Watching Zhu Xuan take a taxi and leave, Yang Qiong also had a strange feeling in her heart. A secret in my heart was finally shared with a friend. It was a wonderful feeling. I couldn't say whether it was happiness or something, but she didn't regret it. If she chooses again, she will still say it. She hopes that her relationship with Qiuhua can be recognized by the world and the blessing of her friends. As she said, she felt that Shen Qiuhua was worth it. In this way, following herself without a name, she felt that she owed Qiuhua to her.