Chapter 89: High fever like magma

But the more you look at the backward scenery, the more dizzy it becomes, Gu Weiyang didn't dare to look at it, closed his eyes and rested, his body was as light as a marshmallow, even if he closed his eyes, he felt in the clouds, and he fell asleep after a while.

Even she didn't know when she fell asleep.

When she woke up in the middle, the light around her was dim, as if someone was shouting her name, and her body was also soft and like lying on a cloud.

The body is cold and hot for a while, like a swing, and it is uncomfortable.

She felt that her throat was dry and about to catch fire, and there was a sharp pain of sandpaper rubbing between her breaths, Gu Weiyang opened her mouth, wanting water to drink, but she couldn't make a sound, as if the sound would turn into air and flow out when it reached her throat, no matter how hard she tried, it was useless.

Soon there was a stream of warm water flowing in her mouth, as if she had been walking in the desert for a long time and suddenly saw a clear spring, Gu Weiyang swallowed greedily, although her throat was sore and she couldn't, this stream of water could always make her more comfortable.

I don't know how much I drank after such a small sip, Gu Weiyang vaguely heard a voice asking her if she wanted to drink, she couldn't speak, so she closed her mouth, and she didn't know if she shook her head, in short, she felt full.

Then the flow of water will no longer enter the mouth.

Gu Weiyang fell asleep again groggyly.

Rong Jingxian sat on the edge of the bed, with a drip hanging at the head of the bed, connected to the back of Gu Weiyang's hand, and the antipyretic medicine flowed into her body drop by drop, but the high fever just couldn't go away.

She was drenched in the rain, and she wore wet clothes all afternoon, and on the way back, she had a high fever, and she fainted directly, and she couldn't wake up no matter how she screamed.

Rong Jingxian touched her hot body, she was dizzy, her face was burning like blood, he couldn't care about anything else, and drove the train directly to the hospital without stopping.

It was already the middle of the night of the second day, and Rong Jingxian had just changed out of the clothes of the volunteers he wore to the nursing home, and before he could button his shirt, Gu Weiyang woke up.

He watched Gu Weiyang's mouth open and close, probably wanting to speak, but there was only a jet sound.

When she came, the doctor said that her throat was inflamed, she had used her voice excessively, coupled with a sudden high fever, Gu Weiyang was afraid that she would have to recover for a while before she could speak normally.

Rong Jingxian thought that his voice was hoarse at most, but he didn't expect it to be so serious that he couldn't speak.

He guessed that Gu Weiyang probably wanted water to drink, so he tried to feed some of it, she really wanted to drink water, and drank several sips greedily.

Rong Jingxian saw that she was drinking happily, so he patiently fed her a spoonful by spoon, Gu Weiyang was not conscious, but he could swallow on his own, which was a good thing.

Drinking plenty of fluids can also help reduce fever.

Gu Weiyang didn't drink it after a few sips, and Rong Jingxian wiped the water traces that flowed out for her, so that she could take care of buttoning herself.

He sat next to him, watching Gu Weiyang beat for a day and a half of the night, the fever subsided a little, but it was still burning, and it did not completely fade, and the person was always confused, and his eyes couldn't help but show worry.

This idiot.

With him here, can she run out and fart?

Standing on the roof of the car and shouting noisily in such a heavy rain, it was overpowering, but could she afford the price? Now it is too late to regret it.

I wanted to dry her hair, just because I was afraid that she would catch a cold and have a fever, but I didn't think that her hair was dry, but the wet clothes on her body were more deadly, and she, a stupid woman, wore it all afternoon, and dried it with body temperature.

Now it's okay, let's take a break.

When she first sent it, Rong Jingxian could toss the doctor enough, the whole hospital was jumping, Rong Jingxian almost put a knife on the doctor's neck and forced him to quickly reduce Gu Weiyang's fever.

The doctor said that people have to retreat slowly when they burn to this point, and they can't stand it if they fall all at once, so Rong Jingxian gave up.

During this period, he didn't have a good rest, and at this time, his already deep eyes were even more sunken, and the haggard was written on his face, and after tossing for so long, even the iron man couldn't hold it.

Rong Jingxian leaned back on the chair next to the bed, staring at Gu Weiyang's sick face, and didn't know when he fell asleep.

As soon as the morning dawned, Rong Jingxian's terrible biological clock prompted him to wake up, even if he had only slept for four hours in such a long time.

The first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to see Gu Weiyang's condition, she was still asleep, but her face was much better.

Rong Jingxian took her temperature, a little more than thirty-eight degrees, and the situation finally eased a lot.

He called the doctor to check Gu Weiyang, and the doctor said that he could wipe her with alcohol to cool down, in order to reduce fever, he used fierce medicine, and continued medication would affect cardiovascular and cerebrovascular function.

Rong Jingxian asked for alcohol and cotton balls, kicked the nurses out, locked the door of the ward, and wiped the alcohol on her personally.

The palms of the hands, feet, armpits, do not let go.

Her body is so thin that it hurts, and she can count how many ribs she has lying here.

Because of the effect of alcohol, coupled with the fact that the effect of the antipyretic medicine was very violent, Gu Weiyang was buried in the quilt and sweated profusely, and he was damp.

Rong Jingxian washed a hot towel and wiped her face, touched the sticky on her body again, worked tirelessly to change her quilt, took off her sweaty clothes, and prepared to wipe her body.

He is a normal man, and he is not a decent man, but it is not suitable for him to have ideas, and when he takes off his patronage and is slightly young, Rong Jingxian forces himself to calm down.

But he still couldn't calm down.

Gu Weiyang also appeared in a dress, but the dresses she chose were very tricky, and people would not see the criss-crossing scars on her back, although the faded was very shallow, but it could still be seen on a closer look.

Shocking, Rao is a big man like Rong Jingxian, and he feels pain when he looks at it.

How did you leave it?

Was it domestic violence as a child? or something else?

Gu Weiyang had never told him how these scars were left, and Rong Jingxian had never taken the initiative to ask, but seeing that his curiosity was aroused again, he suppressed the urge to investigate her background and changed her shirt very quickly, for fear that she would catch a cold again in the interval of changing clothes.

But when she changed to her pants, Gu Weiyang's tattoo on her hip bone made Rong Jingxian stop his movements again.

On that night four years ago, the woman who slept on his bed inexplicably, as well as the birthmark on her hipbone, Rong Jingxian remembered it clearly, and he also remembered the appearance of that woman clearly.

It was definitely not Gu Weiyang's face.

But the position of the woman's birthmark is exactly the same as the position of Gu Weiyang's tattoo in front of her, and even the left and right sides are on the same side.

If there is no coincidence in this, Rong Jingxian does not believe it. He reached out and slowly touched the tattoo......