Yu Wenhao looked at Yu Doctor Cao, "find a way."
Yu Physician Cao turned his mind quickly, gritted his teeth and said, "I can't help it, buckle my throat."
"That won't work, it hurts the stomach." Yu Wenhao couldn't bear it.
Cao Yuyi said, "Then take the princess out for a walk, let her move around, sweat a little, and then come back after sweating and rub her body with hot water. This will relieve her alcohol and make her feel better. "
Yu Wenhao tossed for a while, and felt helpless, just to make her feel better.
In the middle of the night, helping her to walk outside, Duobao didn't know what had happened to the mistress, and followed all the way.
Yuan Qingling's whole body was pressed on Yu Wenhao's body. She was conscious, but she was so drunk that she couldn't vomit, and she felt very uncomfortable.
After walking for a while, Yu Wenhao was sober, and all his alcohol was gone.
He simply picked up Yuan Qingling and returned to the house, asking someone to prepare hot water.
He told Mother Xi and her mother to go back to rest and take care of Yuan Qingling by himself.
He took off his clothes, wiped her skin with a hot towel, and rubbed the wound on her abdomen. He stretched out his hand and rubbed it, thinking about the pain she was suffering at that time, very distressed, how could he take care of his suppressed longing for many months
In fact, in retrospect, that scene was really amazing. If something happened to her that day, his world would collapse.
I wonder what it means to live without her life
After wiping her body and covering her with a quilt, she slowly washed her face.
The dust on my face was washed away, revealing a white and rosy face. In the confinement, although there are a lot of hard work, but I eat well and make up well, my complexion will come up, the white is rosy, like a well-done Apple, people can't help but want to take a bite.
He always called her an ugly girl before, because at that time, Yuan Qing Lingpixiang was ugly, no matter how good-looking, she was also ugly in his opinion.
Nowadays, I only think that she is good in every way, that is, she has a slanted mouth and slanted eyes. She is all beautiful.
This woman, his wife, gave birth to three sons for him.
Thinking of this, his chest filled with a very moving sentiment, which made him have the urge to cry.
"Thanks for your hard work, Yuan, I will never make you wronged in my life, and I will do my best to make you safe for life." Yu Wenhao kissed her cheek and said in a dumb voice.
Yuan Qingling heard it and slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were misted with mist, and she cried out affectionately, "Fifth!"
"Yes!" Yu Wenhao hurried over and hugged her, "I am here."
Yuan Qingling looked at him hard, but couldn't hold his eyelids in the end, and slowly closed them again, "I'm dizzy."
Yu Wenhao spoiled and said: "Go to sleep, I'll be here in a while."
He took the water away, changed his clothes and lay outside, hugging her to sleep.
His mind is very clear. After the excitement, everything returns to peace, but this is his life.
He didn't know what to use to describe his mood at the moment, happiness, but he was a little scared.
Afraid of losing.
The more people are happy, the more they are concerned about gains and losses.
Yuan Qingling turned over, curled up in Yu Wenhao's arms. This is her most comfortable sleeping position, and she feels safe in her dreams.
"Qing'er, why are you sleeping here? It smells like alcohol, have you drunk?"
In the blur, Yuan Qingling could only hear someone calling her, she was very dizzy and mumbled, "I'm dizzy."
"Who did you drink with?" The speaker sighed softly, "You are not allowed to drink, and you are not obedient."
The footsteps faded away, and after a while, a hot towel was applied to his forehead.
Yuan Qing opened her eyes sharply.
In the dim light of her eyes, a face gradually became clear, Yuan Qingling was startled with tears in her eyes, "Mom?"
"What's the matter? Don't know your mother?" The woman smiled, took the towel from her forehead and wiped her face, "Who did you drink with?"
Yuan Qingling was so shocked that she slowly got up, staring at her mother innocently. How could her mother be so thin and pale
Mother Yuan took the towel into the bathroom, she jumped up, still feeling dizzy, but the sofa, TV, coffee table, cabinet, floor-to-ceiling glass windows...
Oh my God, this is home, she went home
She ran into the room. The closet in the room had a floor-to-ceiling mirror. She saw herself in the mirror, jeans, T-shirt, ponytail, and a delicate platinum diamond pendant necklace around her neck. It was her 23rd birthday. Mother gave it to her.
My God, my God, my God!
Yuan Qing Ling sat down on the bed, how could this be? She has come back? Where's the fifth? Where's the child
She covered her face with her hands and started crying.
"Qing'er, what's the matter?" Mother Yuan was standing at the door holding a hot towel, her eyes panicking, "Who is bullying you?"
Yuan Qingling raised her head, with tears on her face, stood up and plunged her head into her mother's arms, "Mom, I'm sorry, I made you sad."
Mother Yuan stroked her hair and murmured: "It's okay, it's okay, just come back, just come back, mother has been here waiting for you to come back."
Yuan Qingling raised her head and saw her mother's eyes full of tears. She felt that she seemed to be in a dream, but when she reached out to wipe her mother's tears, it was so real.
She took her mother's hand and walked out, only to notice a picture of her hanging on the wall.
It was a photo of her when she graduated. Under her doctor's hat, there was her bright smiling face. At that time, my father said that this face was like smiling at the spring breeze, which was very beautiful.
I wanted to hang it on the wall at the time, but because my brother's washed photos had black and white backgrounds, my mother said that they were not willing to hang them.
Now, it is hanging on the wall impressively.
She looked at the sofa where she was lying just now. There was also a picture of her on the sofa, decorated in a frame. It was taken by her father on her fifteenth birthday. She was sitting on the swing in the yard, and her brother pushed her behind. A snapshot was taken the moment she flew up, so in the photo, she was flying over, her mouth grinning behind her ears.
"Qing'er, where have you been? Why did you get so drunk?" Mother Yuan took her hand and looked at her idiotically and asked.
Yuan Qingling didn't know how to say it, she always thought it was a dream, but it was so real.
"I... I gave birth to a child. I was drunk at the child's full moon banquet, and I woke up here. I don't know what's going on. Mom, am I dead here?" Yuan Qingling said blankly. Asked.
Mother Yuan's tears flowed down, "You are not dead, you have always been in mother's heart."
Yuan Qingling looked at her mother's originally round face, but now she was pitifully thin, her eye sockets were sunken deep, her heart ached, and the pain gradually became severe.
Mother Yuan took her hand and sat down. Yuan Qingling saw the medicine on the coffee table and took a look. It was paroxetine, a medicine for depression.
"Mom!" Yuan Qingling burst into tears all at once and hugged her mother, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"