Nanxi was frightened, gritted her teeth and crawled over, gently closing the door of the bedroom.

Then, she climbed to Lu Zhiyuan's side, touched his shoulder, and whispered, "How are you?" Is this virtue still home? Why aren't you in the hospital? ”

"It doesn't matter, it's just a little dizzy, you let me slow down for a while." Lu Zaiyuan pressed his forehead against the cold floor, his eyes closed to soothe his nerves.

After a long while, he raised his head and blinked vigorously a few times: "Okay, I've never seen so many Venus in my life, if you give me a box and let me collect all the Venus I see, I will be rich tonight." ”

"Half-dead, and still have the mind to joke." Nanxi gave him a blank look, put his knees on the ground with his hands, and crawled back to his room.

"I'll help you" Lu Zaiyuan saw her crawling like a frog, and couldn't stand it, so he walked over and pulled her.

She pushed his hand away: "Forget it, drag you down again, you faint again, I have to find a way to save you." Hurry back to your room and sleep, I see that your face is not good, and you have to go to the hospital tomorrow. ”

With that, she continued to crawl forward. Lu Zaiyuan walked over and opened the door for her, she climbed into her bedroom, and climbed onto the bed again, her limbs spread out, lying on her stomach in a large shape, and the soft mattress under her felt much more comfortable.

Lu Zai turned on the lights in the distance, and finally saw the miserable condition of the soles of her feet. He frowned: "Your feet have to be dealt with, where is the medicine box?" ”

"The bottom of the door on the right side of the wardrobe" Nan Xi's face was buried on the bed, and he raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the wardrobe.

Lu Zaiyuan took out the medicine box from the closet, took out the potion, cotton swabs, and gauze, sat at the end of the bed, picked up one of her feet, and dipped the cotton swab in the medicine to rub the wound.

The cotton swab clicked on the wound, and Nanxi twitched. After treating two wounds, she snorted in pain, withdrew her feet, and sat up as soon as she turned over: "It hurts me to death, I won't do it!" ”

"You can't bear the pain now, tomorrow your feet will be even more swollen, and then there will be more pain than that." Lu Zaiyuan threatened her.

Her tears fell from her eyes, and she muttered, "This hurts too, it hurts, it's really boring to live." ”

Lu Zaiyuan put down the cotton swab, leaned forward, reached out to pinch her leg, and said while rubbing: "Wife, you can't think about it, if you commit suicide, I will be a widower." It's unlucky to die of my wife just after getting married, you will make me unable to find a woman for the rest of my life. ”

Nanxi knew that he wanted to coax herself, but she just couldn't laugh. She pursed her lips: "You can make jokes at any time, are you out of your mind?" ”

Lu Zaiyuan was afraid that he would be dizzy, so he didn't dare to nod, so he gave Nanxi a thumbs up: "You guessed it, isn't it stupid to be knocked out." ”

Nanxi "fluttered" out loud, but with a smile, her tears also fell.

Lu Zaiyuan sighed, picked up a cotton swab to continue to deal with the wounds and scratches on the soles of her feet, and said, "I think you have a bad brain, crying and laughing." It's not surprising that you hurt your feet and don't have them on your head, but it's not surprising, I usually think that you don't know how to think about problems with your brain, and I've always wondered, which part of your body do you use as a woman to think about problems? Today I finally understood, it turns out that you think with your feet."

The process of liniment was still very painful, but with him chattering in front of her, she didn't even think that the pain was unbearable, gritted her teeth, and got through.

After taking care of the wound on the soles of her feet, he put the medicine bottle and cotton swab into the box and threw them casually at the end of the bed. Then he slowly lay down, snuggled up to Nanxi's side, hugged her waist, breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed sadly: "Hey, I just want to eat braised pork, and the price paid is too great." ”

Nanxi remembered her sister's condition, and tears fell back unconsciously.

She raised the back of her hand, wiped away her tears, patted Lu Zaiyuan on the back, and asked him, "What did the doctor say?" Why don't you stay in the hospital and run back and do something? ”

"By the time I arrived at the hospital, I was very conscious. The doctor did a CT scan of my brain and found no damage. Given that I had been dizzy, he suspected that I had a concussion and asked me to stay in the hospital for one night. I didn't vomit, I guess it's not very strict, and I can't sleep in the hospital, so it's better to go home and accompany you Fortunately, I'm back, otherwise you sit on the floor for a night, and your feet won't be swollen into two steamed buns? ”

His tone is like that of a husband who has lived together for many years, without sweet words, but every sentence is thoughtful.

Although Nanxi is still sad about her sister's affairs, she is indeed a lot more relieved to be accompanied by him like this.

She lay down, lay on her side by his side, put her hand on his back, stroked it gently, and asked him, "Curly, do you hate Xiaohe?" ”

"Of course not, she's just an immature child, not only do I not hate her, but I think I'm not cautious enough, not thoughtful enough, will you hate me if I hurt her?"

Nanxi didn't feel that it was his fault from the beginning, because tonight was indeed her own spring heart. He worked upstairs and didn't provoke her, she took the initiative to run up and throw her arms.

He took the initiative to take responsibility like this, which made her very embarrassed. She said: "It's my fault, I'm not as careful about Xiaohe as I used to be, my sister is incompetent, Xiaohe doesn't speak anymore, and she is very resistant to me." If Deng Jiaxiang hadn't arrived in time tonight, I wouldn't have been able to appease her, right, how could you remember to call Deng Jiaxiang? ”

Lu Zaiyuan snorted very tastefully: "Hmph! You two ran out together, and I don't know where they went. I can't think of anyone who knows you better than he does, and that I was able to find your traces in this great city, and that I was right, and that he found you and Xiaohe with little difficulty. ”

"A few years ago, when Xiaohe was at her strictest, she would take advantage of my inattention, walk out of the house, and wander along the road to my father's company. At that time, whenever we found that she was not at home, Deng Jiaxiang and I would go to that road to look for her, and we would definitely find her," Nanxi explained.

"Oh, it's good to find it, I don't know what Xiaohe's condition is now, whether it's strict or not, invite Dr. Zhou home tomorrow and diagnose her." Lu Zaiyuan was talking, and his voice was already full of sleepiness.

Anyway, he was smashed on the head, and he needed to rest.

Nanxi stopped talking, dragged the two cushions and leaned behind him, looking at the gauze on his forehead, and then at the gauze on his feet, there was a sense of helplessness that he couldn't cry or laugh.

The meeting between the two of them is a bad fate, and in the past few months, the two strangers have gradually become familiar with each other. If she can go on smoothly and profitably, maybe her marriage with Lu Zaiyuan will also be a strange fate.

It's a pity that in the final analysis, he and she are still the fate of Mars hitting the earth.

Look at the two people who got it now, one hurt his head, the other hurt his foot, and there is another one next door who was implicated and was broken by them.

After all, evil fate is bad fate, and there should be little hope of cultivating positive results, right?

She was thinking about something in her heart, and before she knew it, she fell asleep.

Because she was worried about Nanhe, she didn't sleep well. Before dawn, she woke up, got up and went next door.

She turned on the light and saw that Nanhe had already woken up, lying quietly on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

She walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, and shouted, "Little River"

Nanhe's eyes flashed, he didn't look at her, and he didn't reply.

Nanxi knew that it was bad, this time she had killed her sister miserably. She was as sad as the river and the sea, curled up beside Nanhe, and said as before: "Xiaohe, what do you want to eat for breakfast?" I'll fry you eggs, okay, I don't have to go to work today, I can spend more time, cook your favorite eight-treasure porridge and finish eating, I'll send you to the painting studio, you also said yesterday, I want to give your new friend a gift, on the way we go to the bookstore, how about buying her a picture book"

Nan Xi shed tears as she spoke, and the tears wet Nanhe's long hair spread out, but she didn't realize it.

When it was dawn, Nanxi heard her sister's stomach rumbling a few times, she endured the pain in her feet, climbed out of bed, and prepared to go to the kitchen to get her something to eat.

She limped into the kitchen and saw that Lu Zaiyuan was already in the kitchen. He was wearing an apron and holding a wooden spoon in his hand, and he was cooking porridge. When he saw her come in, he helped her to sit down on a stool in front of the kitchen table, and then asked her, "How is the river?" ”

"She wouldn't say a word, I whispered so many words in her ear, and she didn't seem to hear them," she said, rubbing her red and swollen eyes, and her heart crumpled.

"I cooked sweet potato porridge and fed her a little bit later. Then I'll pick up Dr. Zhou and ask her to come to the house early" Lu Zaiyuan saw that her expression was very entangled, and she couldn't help but worry about her.

"No, you better go to the hospital to have your head checked first, and if the problem is not big, you go to work. I can't go to the company today, so you can put the documentary aside and care about the company. Nanxi didn't want him to stay at home, because she had no way of knowing what Nanhe's reaction would be if she saw him again.

Lu Zaiyuan nodded: "You don't have to worry about work, I will arrange the company's affairs, you can take good care of Xiaohe in the next few days." ”

As he spoke, he took out his free hand to brew a glass of honey water and handed it to Nanxi's hand.

Nanxi drank the water slowly, and when the porridge was cooked, she took out a small bowl, blew it cold, and took it to Nanhe's room.

When Nanhe came out of the bathroom, he seemed to have washed his face and brushed his teeth. Nanxi was secretly happy in her heart and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Recalling the days when Nanhe was the strictest self-autistic, she basically couldn't take care of herself, and it took Nanxi a long time to train her to eat and dress herself, wash and go to the toilet by herself.

Although she doesn't speak now, she still knows that she gets up early to wash her face and brush her teeth, and it seems that her condition is not strict.

Thinking like this, Nanxi felt a lot more relaxed. After putting the porridge bowl on the bedside table, she said to Nanhe: "Xiaohe, it's time for breakfast, I heard your stomach screaming just now, drink this bowl of porridge while it's hot, okay?" ”

Nanhe looked at her as nothing, climbed into bed by himself, lifted the quilt and got in, lay down again, looked up at the ceiling, and did not give her any response.

If she hadn't seen her sister come out of the bathroom, and when she entered the room and saw this, she would have thought that her sister had not moved and had not left the bed.

Well, since my sister won't move, it's up to her to feed her.

She brought a pillow and shoved it under Nanhe's neck, raising her shoulders a little higher. Then she took the bowl, scooped a spoonful of porridge, handed it to Nanhe's mouth, and coaxed her: "Sweet potato porridge, sweet oh, delicious"

The spoon touched Nanhe's lips, and a few grains of millet were on her lips. But she clenched her teeth and refused to open her mouth to catch the spoonful of porridge.

Nanxi held the spoon and persuaded for a long time, but Nanhe refused to open his mouth. Her arms were sore, so she put the spoon back in the bowl and patiently continued to coax: "Xiaohe, you must understand what your sister is saying, right?" No matter how angry you are with your sister, you have to eat. I'll starve to death if I don't eat."

After persuading her for a long time, she fed her another spoonful, but she still refused to open her mouth to eat.

Nanxi's heart, which was so excited because he saw his sister come out of the bathroom, sank again.

Nanhe actually went on a hunger strike!

It was something she had never been in before! This gives her more headaches than not being able to take care of herself in life! She can take care of her sister's life, wash her face, brush her teeth, and dress, even if she is taking feces and urine, she has no complaints.

But Nanhe refuses to eat, what can she do? There is no substitute for eating, Nanhe just refuses to open her mouth, can she still forcibly pry open her teeth and force the food down?

She silently looked at Nanhe's blank face, sat for a while, and walked out with a porridge bowl.

Lu Zaiyuan was walking down from the upper floor, dressed neatly, ready to go out.

Seeing her dejected appearance, he walked over, and when he saw a bowl of porridge in her hand, he frowned: "What's the matter?" She won't eat? ”

She shook her head and shook a few tears: "She must be angry with me, she is protesting to me." She refuses to eat, what should she do? She looks like this, it is better to poke a knife into my heart! ”

Lu Zaiyuan had nothing to do, so he could only call Dr. Zhou for Nanxi, tell him about the situation in Nanhe, and ask Dr. Zhou to come home as soon as possible.

"Don't worry, the doctor must have a way, otherwise I won't go to work anymore, and I'll stay with you at home."

"No, you can't help much at home, and I'm not sure right now if Nanhe sees you again, if it will break out again. You go to the hospital first, check it up, if there is no problem, you go to work, I will call you if there is something. Nanxi spoke, pushing the road far away.

Lu Zaiyuan put on his shoes at the door, turned around and told her: "She doesn't eat, you have to eat, if your body collapses, there will be no one to take care of her." Your feet are inconvenient, you don't have to cook at noon, I'll ask Sister Fen to bring you lunch. You have to call me if you have something, I'm leaving."

Nanxi stood at the window, watching him walk out, get into the car, and leave the door.

She turned around, walked to the sofa and sat down, picked up the bowl of porridge that Nanhe didn't eat, and ate the bowl of porridge one by one.

It was indeed sweet, but she didn't find it delicious. When I'm in a bad mood, I don't eat anything.

She guarded the empty bowl and sat there in a daze. Until she heard the sound of parking outside the door, she guessed that Dr. Zhou was coming, and quickly put the porridge bowl into the kitchen, and when she came out, she heard Dr. Zhou ring the doorbell.

She went to open the door, and Dr. Zhou walked in and asked, "What's the matter?" I heard Mr. Lu speak very strictly on the phone, hasn't the situation in Nanhe improved recently? How could it suddenly be so bad? ”

Dr. Chow is a middle-aged professional woman who always wears a neat bun and glasses, and is shrewd and capable.

Nanxi led her to the living room to sit down and brought tea. Dr. Zhou was anxious to find out about Nanhe's condition, so he said, "You don't have to be busy, I'm not an outsider, tell me what happened." ”

Nanxi was embarrassed, but it was about Nanhe's treatment, and she couldn't lie to Dr. Zhou.

So she told Dr. Zhou what happened last night.

After hearing this, Dr. Zhou frowned, looking quite angry. But she couldn't comment on such a thing, so she could only endure her anger, stand up, and say: "You are so careless"

After speaking, she went to Nanhe's bedroom: "I'll go and see her current condition." ”

Dr. Zhou came to Nanhe's bedside, sat down, took her hand, and greeted her: "Xiaohezao, I'm Aunt Zhou, I'm coming to see you." ”

Nan He didn't even roll her eyes, just stared at the ceiling, blinking occasionally to let people know that she was still alive.

Dr. Zhou's face turned stern, and he glanced at Nanxi, who was sitting in front of the dresser, and there was reproach in his eyes.

Nanxi was embarrassed, sad and anxious, and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Dr. Zhou with his hand.

Next, no matter how Dr. Zhou induced, Nanhe just didn't speak. Seeing that he couldn't pry her mouth open, Dr. Zhou got up and pulled Nanxi out of the room and said to her: "I can't figure out her condition now, if she is stimulated and her old illness relapses, but she can still wash her face and brush her teeth by herself, so I have no way to tell whether her hunger strike is conscious resistance or unconscious psychological autism." I'll try to hypnotize her and see if I can let her speak her mind in a hypnotic state. ”

"Okay, I'll get ready right away!"