This is the second time that Liu Qiqiao stepped into Shen Yunong's room.
The last time it was the day she married him, he was handsome and healthy, but now, Liu Qiqiao sees Shen Yunong, who can hardly recognize him.
His face was gray, but his cheeks were flushed. Because he hadn't bathed in prison for a long time, his body was also dirty, his hair was all glued together, and some strands were stained with blood.
Liu Qiqiao even smelled an obvious stench in the room.
The room hasn't been cleaned for a long time. It was rainy for a while, and the room was a bit damp. Liu Qiqiao put all her belongings outside, listening to the doctor’s instructions, she wore a veil and covered her mouth and nose. There were a few maids standing outside, watching her coming in and out, but didn't dare to help. Just looked at her curiously.
Liu Qiqiao with sharp hands and feet entered Shen Yunong’s room. First, he heated the medicine on the small stove outside, and then walked into the bedroom. Shen Yunong didn’t even make a sound. She couldn't hear her breathing anymore. She walked over and carefully touched Shen Yunong's nostrils with her fingers. It was very weak. He was still alive. Liu Qiqiao was relieved, but Shen Yunong was in a coma and needed medicine. How to feed it? This made Liu Qiqiao difficult. He tried to pry open his lips and tongue with a spoon, but when it was fed, it overflowed at the corners of his mouth. After trying for a long time, the medicine was not fed in much, and it was all spilled. The collar of Shen Yunong's chin was also wet.
Fortunately, there was still medicine. Liu Qiqiao went to the outside room and filled it again. Seeing the gauze hanging on the side, she thought of a way. She cut the gauze into a small strip and slowly poured it into the medicine bowl. The juice soaked the gauze, and then gently pinched Shen Yunong's cheeks, allowing his mouth to slowly open, a little bit, squeezing the soup medicine into his mouth.
A little bit, the medicinal juice flowed in through Shen Yunong’s lips, because it was small, a little bit, and it didn’t overflow anymore, but it was very slow. This bowl of decoction was actually fed for half an hour, Liu Qiqiao’s Her hands were numb, and when the soup medicine in the bowl saw the bottom, she let go. Shen Yunong's originally jade-colored cheeks became grayish khaki, a piece of juice dripping on his chin, on the front of the breast and on the side of the pillow. When a large piece was wet, the bitter taste of the medicine came out.
Liu Qiqiao sent the medicine out. Someone picked it up and cleaned it up. She didn't have to do some rude things. The maids were also wearing veils, but they didn't come into the bedroom.
Liu Qiqiao smelled the damp and sour smell in Shen Yunong's bedroom. It was very uncomfortable. She tried to open the window, but she couldn't blow Shen Yunong. The fresh air outside made her feel refreshed. To vibrate.
Although the medicine was fed hard, they were all fed in, just like giving Liu Qiqiao hope.
She went outside again and asked the maid to help her boil the water. She had a way to take care of the sick. A few days before Liu Qiqiao’s mother was dying, she was taking care of her, and her stepmother’s younger siblings were sick. , She is also helping, so she knows how to deal with patients with fever.
When the water was boiled, she asked the maid to go to the back kitchen to ask for some wine, and all the things were fetched. She took the water and wine and walked into the bedroom.
Shen Yunong still had no sound. Liu Qiqiao took the towel soaked and wrung out the water. She carefully wiped Shen Yunong's face, chin, and neck. After rubbing it like this, she found Shen Yunong. There are still pustules on her forehead, and there are *** inside. Liu Qiqiao is careful not to break them. His lips are dry and cracked. There are also pustules on the left side of the neck. Liu Qiqiao tried to wipe them. , While slowly untying Shen Yunong's clothes.
Without help, Liu Qiqiao slowly changed one arm to the other, and changed him into a clean and dry undershirt. The pustules and wounds on his body made Liu Qiqiao startled with a cold sweat, and he was sad. Wake up, those wounds should be whiplashes, the flesh is turned over, powdery flesh, yellow pus, Liu Qiqiao almost vomited out several times.
Enduring nausea, Liu Qiqiao poured some wine on the veil, and painted the pustules and wounds a little bit. This person is really dying. If he is sober, it will definitely hurt him to scream. The wound can be disinfected, but it hurts his heart and lungs. Liu Qiqiao is very careful and feels distressed, even though he knows that Shen Yunong may not even feel the pain now.
All the wounds were smeared, dried, and then brought fresh water, and cleaned again. Liu Qiqiao moved gently, even if it was not her husband who was lying here, she replaced it with anyone who had suffered such injuries. Everyone will help. This has nothing to do with the identity of the other party, but because of Liu Qiqiao's natural, kind heart.
The clothes were changed for two hours, and Liu Qiqiao was sweating all over before putting on clean and fluffy clothes for Shen Yunong inside and out.
It was getting dark, and someone came in. Liu Qiqiao was stunned. For a long time, no one dared to come in. When she turned her head, it was Shen Yuyuan. He saw Liu Qiqiao and did not speak, but just bowed his head. Next, I said hello.
Liu Qiqiao relaxed. Shen Yuyuan was holding the medicine in her hand. She was busy raising Shen Yunong’s pillow. She walked to her breast, knelt down, and pinched Shen Yunong’s cheeks. This time there were two people. Naturally, it was more than that at noon.
The medicine was fed smoothly.
When Liu Qiqiao put Shen Yunong down, when he walked down from the **, he staggered and almost downloaded his head to the ground.
Thanks to Shen Yuyuan's eager eyes and quick hands, he immediately grabbed her. He was a little surprised: "Could it be that you also got it?"
Liu Qiqiao was shocked when he heard him say this, but she shook her head. Apart from being a little tired and hungry, she had no other feelings. She smiled and said, "No, maybe I am hungry. I haven't eaten anything for a day!"
Hearing what she said, Shen Yuyuan's frowning brows slowly flattened, but soon he realized that his hand was still holding Liu Qiqiao, and he hurriedly let go.
Even if it is your own sister-in-law, you can't get married.
"Auntie, I will take care of this first, you should go and eat something first!" Shen Yuyuan said.
Liu Qiqiao nodded in a hurry. She had been busy all afternoon, and she had to go out and breathe.
After Liu Qiqiao had eaten, and when he came back, he brought in hot water and took a towel.
Shen Yuyuan was sitting on the table by the window, looking outside in a daze. Hearing the movement, he turned his head and looked at Liu Qiqiao holding something in his hand. Then he looked at his body. He has cleaned his body and changed to a dry one. Shen Yunong in the clothes, he didn't know what Liu Qiqiao was doing with water.
Liu Qiqiao faced Shen Yuyuan's questioning gaze, and answered: "His hair is all stuck together, I'll wash him!"
Hearing what she said, Shen Yuyuan understood. He stood up hurriedly and lay down Shen Yunong in a different position under Liu Qiqiao's gesture. His head stretched out from the edge of the bed, and Shen Yuyuan held his head. Liu Qiqiao slowly washed him.
It was obvious that Shen Yunong was still in a coma, but Liu Qiqiao's hands were unusually soft, as if she was afraid of hurting him, she gently dipped water on Shen Yunong's hair, once, until the hair was soft. Go down, scab the blood in water, put soap on it, and wash it off with water.
She went and changed a basin of clean water in, washed Shen Yunong's hair again, took out a dry towel, wrapped her hair, and that was the end.
Shen Yuyuan helped and put Shen Yunong on the side of the bed again.
After Liu Qiqiao’s cleaning up, Shen Yunong is no longer so horrible here, although he is still unconscious, but his face is clean, his clothes are neat, and there is no more wind in the house. The strong fishy smell.
And while Liu Qiqiao was doing all this quietly, Shen Yuyuan was on the side, looking at her secretly.
In Shen Yuyuan’s eyes, Liu Qiqiao, although so small, had a solemn face. She felt like an experienced doctor. After passing through her hands, Shen Yunong changed her appearance and looked like a person. , Lie there. This room is completely different from when he came yesterday. The breath of death that has been permeating the room since Shen Yunong was lifted back is gone, and even Shen Yuyuan is still at the table. On the top, I saw a bunch of fresh green peaches in the vase, with buds waiting to be put, showing the color of pink, and it felt like a new life.
Liu Qiqiao dried Shen Yunong's hair dry, took the comb, and gently combed it, but did not comb it, just spread it out on the pillow, the hair appeared black, like ink, and washed it. Shen Yunong turned over, although his eyes were still closed, he was not in the embarrassment just now.
Liu Qiqiao said that he didn’t feel good about Shen Yunong. In his mind, the deep-rooted thing is that this is his own man, his own heaven, he is good, and he has a good life, so maybe others will laugh at her as stupid, but She doesn't care about these things. She lives and lives. She has always believed in this. She doesn't fear everything that is missing. However, she doesn't want to lose her conscience. It is conscience. Let her take care of Shen Yunong.
The sky was completely dark, and Shen Yuyuan hesitated for a while, and asked, "Does the aunt still stay here?"
Liu Qiqiao nodded.
Seeing her nodding, Shen Yuyuan hurriedly got up and stood up: "The brother, here is Aunt Lao, Yuyuan will retire first, if necessary, ask someone to call me, and I will live in the back of this yard!"
Liu Qiqiao nodded: "Thank you, Young Master!"
Shen Yuyuan saw her small head, and her hair was a little shaggy because of her busy schedule. She straightened up slightly, with a small tip of her chin, and Shen Yuyuan's heart palpitated. She was too busy to turn her face away, arched her hands, and said nothing more. What, just walked out.
Although it is because of taking care of the patient, if he and this nominal sister-in-law are still in the same room after the night, I believe there will be gossip tomorrow, and he doesn't want to cause trouble to each other.
Liu Qiqiao touched Shen Yunong’s forehead before going to bed. It was still hot. Liu Qiqiao sighed. He has already done everything he can do. Whether this is good, whether the fever can be reduced, and it’s up to you. Shen Yunong owns it!