Chapter 23: Coma
She cursed and wanted to get up and go to the bathroom to wash her face to make herself comfortable, but she found that once she entered the room and relaxed, she didn't even have the strength to stand up.
Fortunately, there is a soft Persian carpet on the ground, which is not cool at all. Miao Miao laboriously changed her position, her legs bent, and her head buried between her legs, feeling that this posture seemed to be more comfortable.
That's it for now...... When she is better, when she is a little better, she will remove her makeup and take a shower.
The servant's speed was very fast, but in twenty minutes, he knocked on the door with brown sugar water: "Madam, the brown sugar water is boiled." β
Miao Miao seemed to hear someone knocking on the door in a trance, but she couldn't hear it clearly. The buzzing in her head made it difficult for her to think, so she could only raise her voice slightly: "Put it outside the door, I'll take it myself later." β
"Okay. The servant obediently left the bowl and plate at Miao Miao's door and left gently.
She should get up and go get the brown sugar water, it will feel much better after drinking it.
But she didn't want to move at all, now this position was very comfortable, and her lower abdomen didn't hurt as much as she did just now, she almost wanted to keep this position until the hell.
Wait a little longer, wait a little longer and get up again......
Miao Miao thought so, her head hung on the edge of the bed little by little, and she fell asleep unconsciously.
Mu Ningyuan felt a little hungry in the middle of the night, so he came out of the study, planning to go to the kitchen to get something to eat. During the banquet, I was busy communicating, and I barely ate anything except two glasses of red wine, and now my stomach was already protesting.
When I opened the door, I saw that the bowls and plates in the hallway were particularly visible. Mu Ningyuan frowned, and when he got closer, he realized that it was brown sugar water.
Isn't this what Miao Miao's woman wants? Why don't you take it if you ask for it? The maid is too, how can you put it in this kind of place, what if you accidentally touch it?
"Buckleβ"
Mu Ningyuan raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Hey, woman, do you want your brown sugar water?"
There was no sound in the room.
Could it be that he fell asleep? Mu Ningyuan raised his eyebrows, hesitated for a second, but still reached out to hold the doorknob and twisted it.
Accidentally didn't lock the door.
The sound of the door opening was slight and did not cause any reaction. The room was dark, Mu Ningyuan was a little bored, and was about to close the door of the room, when he saw a big black shadow at the head of the bed.
He froze for a moment, then pressed the switch.
The room suddenly lit up.
Miao Miao was still wearing the puffy skirt, which had become wrinkled at the moment because she had maintained the same posture for a long time. She put her hands on her knees, her head resting on her arms, and she didn't make a sound.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Mu Ningyuan frowned, approached Miao Miao tentatively, and reached out to push her.
Miao Miao's movements were not very stable, and when she was pushed by Mu Ningyuan like this, she directly tilted her body, and she was about to fall to the ground. Mu Ningyuan didn't know what happened to her at that time, and the conditioned reflex was to reach out and catch her weak body.
Miao Miao had messy hair on the edge of her cheeks, soaked with sweat and sticking to her face. The makeup on the face has not been removed, and the skin is clear, with a fragile and crystalline beauty. Even if she suddenly fell into Mu Ningyuan's arms like this, she still didn't wake up.
Mu Ningyuan only thought that Miao Miao was acting for a night, and she was too tired.
As soon as her hand moved, she realized that her body temperature was abnormally high.
"Hey, hey, woman, Miao Miao, wake up!" Mu Ningyuan patted Miao Miao's cheek without gentleness.
Miao Miao didn't react.
Mu Ningyuan leaned over and pressed the landline on the bedside table: "Call Dr. Xie and ask him to come." β
The maid on duty at night immediately replied, "Okay young master." β
Mu Ningyuan frowned and looked at Miao Miao, who had no reaction, on the one hand, he felt that he was secretly annoyed by his nosy, and on the other hand, he felt that Miao Miao, this woman, was really hard-mouthed, and she didn't call a doctor when she burned like this.
Thinking about it, he still bent down to pick up Miao Miao and put her on the bed.
This was the first time he hugged Miao Miao - except for the first time when the two of them were chaotic, Mu Ningyuan never refused to touch Miao Miao more except for social occasions! He frowned for a long time when he accidentally rubbed his arm, and he was ridiculed by Miao Miao for being hypocritical.
Now that he really picked up Miao Miao, he realized that when the princess hugged Miao Miao, it was really too easy, and he could hardly feel Miao Miao's weight.
But she has a good figure, and she is not bad at all.
Mu Ningyuan snorted, and he didn't know if he was dissatisfied or what.
Dr. Xie is the exclusive family doctor of the Mu family, and soon came to the Mu family.
"Young Master, Doctor Xie is here. The butler knocked at the door.
"Come in. Mu Ningyuan sat lazily on the lazy sofa next to the bed, still holding a merger contract in his hand - although he didn't actually read it.
Miao Miao's breathing was very light, but it always disrupted his pace.
Doctor Xie methodically put down the medicine box, took out the earpiece and thermometer, and gave Miao Miao a simple examination, and then turned his head to look at Mu Ningyuan: "I have a fever, and I am separated from the bedside tonight." If the fever does not subside tomorrow morning, go to the hospital. β
"She looked pretty normal. Mu Ningyuan knew that Miao Miao had a fever, but her face really didn't look so serious.
"I haven't removed my makeup yet. Dr. Xie laughed, "Let's find a maid to help her wash all the things on her face first, it's uncomfortable to stick like this." Women's makeup is very scary, they can turn blacks into whites, and the problem of a simple complexion is not a problem. β
The people present were all men, and they were not very good at this kind of work. The housekeeper took the initiative to find a maid to help Miao Miao remove her makeup.
Miao Miao was so dazed that she could only hear a small sound in her ears, which was not harsh, but it was uninterrupted, which made her feel irritable. There was a cold liquid sliding over herself, and the excessive temperature was relieved, and she finally exhaled unconsciously in satisfaction.
The maid unloaded it very carefully, smeared the cleansing oil on her hand and slowly circled it, and when she removed all the delicate foundation liquid concealer on her face, and after washing her face simply, Mu Ningyuan raised her eyes and finally saw Miao Miao's face at the moment.
Pale, the cheeks seem to be a little sunken, there are heavy dark circles under the eyes, and the lips are pale and even a little flaky.
How did this woman make herself look like this in one day? Mu Ningyuan was shocked. Obviously, this woman was fine last night, and her face was arrogant.
"Women are already weak during menstruation and are susceptible to viruses, so special attention should be paid to maintenance these days. Doctor Xie prescribed medicine and instructed the maid to wipe Miao Miao with alcohol, and then took off the earpiece and put it in the medicine box, "The young lady should have symptoms of menstrual cramps and the situation is more serious, plus a cold, so this is a one-time outbreak." β
"Menstrual cramps?" Although Mu Ningyuan didn't pay much attention to women, he still knew this basic common sense, "We just attended the drinking party together tonight, and she didn't react at all." "It's still so hypocritical, proud, arrogant, and pretending to be a tiger in front of the curtain.
He hadn't noticed anything unusual about her from beginning to end.
"It seems that the young lady is very tolerant. Dr. Xie sighed.
"When the makeup artist and stylist came today, I did hear the young lady say that the base makeup should be thicker and the flaws should be covered, and then the skirt should not be close-fitting. The housekeeper remembered Miao Miao's voice he heard when he passed by the dressing room in the afternoon, "If I had asked more at that time, maybe Madame wouldn't have been so serious." β
How can the young lady be so enduring. If she directly said that she was unwell, I believe that the young master would not force her.