Bai Weiwei found the stomach medicine, and immediately poured warm water and rushed to He Bo'an's side.
He Bo'an was in so much pain that he was about to lose consciousness. He felt as if his stomach was being stirred by a knife.
When Bai Weiwei touched his head, she was in a cold sweat.
"Bo'an, take some medicine." Bai Weiwei touched his face and tried to put the medicine into his mouth.
He gritted his teeth, his face turning blue.
The medicine can't get in at all. Bai Weiwei was a little anxious, she tried to open his mouth, but he was shaking so much that he didn't open his mouth at all.
Bai Weiwei wanted to call and call an ambulance.
He Bo'an seemed to know what she was going to do, so he endured the pain and stretched out his hand to hold her.
"Medicine... give me, can't go to the hospital... "
Bai Weiwei turned back quickly, reached out to hug him, put the medicine into his mouth, and then gave him water.
He Bo'an had exhausted his strength by saying that, and even lost the strength to swallow water. He still couldn't swallow the medicine after turning around in his mouth.
Suddenly his lips warmed, Bai Weiwei kissed him, put a mouthful of water into his mouth, forcing him to swallow.
He Bo'an's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes with difficulty, only to see Bai Weiwei's eyes full of worry.
He rested his head on her lap and held her clothes tightly with his hands, like an insecure boy looking for a warm place to stay.
He Bo'an remembered that when he also had stomach pains in the past, he used to find medicine by himself in those days, and then endured the pain alone until the medicine worked.
That kind of feeling is not very good, but it is even more uncomfortable to be seen by someone who is embarrassed by his stomach pain.
So he would rather endure alone than let others see his embarrassed side.
But being held by Bai Weiwei, he was very strange and had no idea of avoiding it.
Suddenly, he was pushed back onto the sofa by Bai Weiwei, and she turned around and walked away.
He Bo'an frowned, his face was pale and he tried to struggle, and his fingers couldn't help but want to grab her again.
But she walked so fast that he couldn't catch anything.
When Bai Weiwei came back, she saw He Bo'an's unlovable look on her face.
Is it really that painful
Then she saw He Bo'an's eyes lit up and stared at her blankly.
She had the illusion that she was being stared at by a vicious dog.
Bai Weiwei reached out and undid his clothes, then put the hot towel in her hand on it.
He Bo'an trembled all over. She thought he was in severe pain, and immediately reached out and touched his hair, as if to comfort him.
"It won't hurt in a while, just bear with it."
Bai Weiwei is serious and gentle, her hand is on his abdomen, and the heat of the hot towel can play a therapeutic role.
In the past, when she was sick, hot compresses often worked.
The effect of the medicine made the stomach no longer have the sharp pain of the twisting, but He Boan didn't know why, instead of pushing her away, he pretended that he couldn't get up, lying weakly on the sofa, enjoying the touch of her fingers .
Bai Weiwei said softly, "It doesn't hurt anymore, I can't bear the pain anymore."
He Bo'an's face slowly improved, and he began to feel comfortable. He was too tired during this time, and in Bai Weiwei's gentle voice, he fell asleep.
It was a very comfortable sleep.
When he woke up, he found that he was still lying on the sofa, covered with a quilt.
What about Bai Weiwei
He Bo'an jumped up immediately, feeling a little restless.
He suddenly heard a sound from the kitchen, and he was overjoyed and rushed to the kitchen immediately.
This woman even cooked for him, and said she didn't love him so firmly that she couldn't let him go in a blink of an eye.
He walked into the kitchen, just about to smile smugly.
"Brother An, are you awake?"
Xiaomu, a strong man of nine meters in height, was wearing an apron and was holding a pot, smiling at him with a good wife and good mother.