Fu Nanli bent down and kissed her forehead, the softest kiss, as if he wanted to feel the pain for her.
Wen Qiao continued, "I seemed to see someone coming in. I fell to the ground and grabbed his trouser leg, asking him to save me. The man ignored me and walked out the door. I was in so much pain that I was blinded by sweat and my vision was blurred. I couldn't see who that person was. I used all my strength to get up and walked out the door. It was raining heavily and I couldn't walk. Then I fell in the yard. I could hear voices, but my body seemed to be trapped and couldn't move."
Fu Nanli held her hand tightly and comforted her gently, "Then don't leave me for more than seven days in the future."
Wen Qiao raised his eyes to look at him, "Why did you suddenly come to the club to see me?"
"I don't know. I just felt a little uneasy. I asked your Uncle Ji, and he said you were at the club. I only saw you lying in the rain when I got there."
Wen Qiao reached out and hugged his waist.
Is this the legendary telepathy
Wen Qiao looked at the rain and fog outside the window and whispered, "I don't know if our ancestors did something bad, causing the genes of their descendants to be sick. It seems like retribution."
Fu Nanli felt a little choked up: "Don't talk nonsense."
Wen Qiao developed a high fever at night, and Li Fang came over to give her an IV. The sleeves of her hospital gown were rolled up, and Fu Nanli saw the purple bruises on them. He remembered what she said about falling from the building, and felt so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.
Late at night, the rain washed the duying flowers in the yard. The white stamens cast blurry shadows outside the lattice window. Gu Xiao, lying on the bed, just stared at the rain outside the window with his eyes open.
His bed was right next to the window, and the sound of rain seemed to fall into his ears. The sound of rain should have been white noise, which should have helped him sleep, but he sounded a little irritated.
I tossed and turned several times, but still couldn't fall asleep.
Finally, he turned over, pulled the thin blanket over his head, and stopped thinking about Wen Qiao.
In the hospital, at two o'clock in the morning, Wen Qiao's saline solution was finally finished. Li Fang came personally to remove the needle and took away the empty saline bag. Fu Nanli pressed the cotton ball on the back of her hand, then reached out and touched her forehead, and took out the forehead thermometer. It was slightly better than before the drip.
Fu Nanli didn't sleep well that night.
Wen Qiao opened her eyes and saw that he was just sitting on the bed. She pulled his hand and said, "Why don't you take a nap?"
Fu Nanli suddenly opened his eyes, with red bloodshot eyes clearly visible. He held her hand and asked, "Are you awake?"
I took her temperature again with a forehead thermometer and found that it had gone down, but she still had a slight fever.
A day later, Zhou Jin drew 300cc of Wen Qiao's blood and checked her gene sequence. Then he said to Fu Nanli, "I will take these samples back to my laboratory and do my best to do the experiment."
"Are you sure you can cure her?"
Zhou Jin looked solemn: "I hope I can find a solution. If I really can't find it, I'll think of another way. We'll talk about it then."
At least for now the scope has been defined as a genetic problem, which is a major breakthrough compared to before.
Wen Qiao was discharged from the hospital and Fu Nanli wanted to take her home, but Wen Qiao said she wanted to go to the club.
Her fever had subsided and she didn't look sick, so he followed her wishes and asked Lao Hu to drive to the AF Club.
When they were about to arrive at the club, Wen Qiao asked Lao Hu to stop the car by the roadside at the door of Gu Xiao's grandmother, and turned to look at Fu Nanli: "I have something to do, wait for me."
It was a sunny morning. The weather in July was very hot. There was a row of hibiscus flowers on the wall, trembling gently in the breeze in the bright sunshine.
(End of this chapter)