Chapter 250: Who Called Me Rare You?
The doctor briefly inquired about the condition, and was diagnosed with acute dysentery, and asked Zhao Meimei to be hospitalized immediately for infusion treatment. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
While writing the prescription, the doctor said to Shi Yang and Zhao Meimei: "What I prescribed to you are all anti-inflammatory and antidiarrheal prescriptions, and you go to **** first when you go back, which is good for the recovery of the condition." β
When Zhao Meimei heard that she was going to ****, she hurriedly grabbed Shi Yang in horror: "Brother, I don't want ***** I'd rather get an injection!" Oops! I don't want **** I don't!! β
Shi Yang pressed her: "Listen to the doctor, don't make trouble." β
The doctor patiently reassured: "Dysentery has to be **** pain first, isn't it better than diarrhea all the time?" If you pull hard, you can easily get hemorrhoids and sores, you know? β
Zhao Meimei turned her head and wanted to run: "I'm not going!" I don't want ***** I'd rather be pulled to death!! β
Shi Yang hurriedly grabbed her, grabbed her in his arms, and forcibly sent her to the consultation room.
Across the door, Shi Yang was really worried and worried, he just hated that he couldn't follow up and watch the nurse operate with his own eyes, at this time, he didn't have the slightest idea, he was afraid that Zhao Meimei was timid and too noisy, and the nurse was impatient and rough in the operation, worried that Zhao Meimei would suffer a loss and be hurt.
When Zhao Meimei was ordered to take off her pants and pout her buttocks on the bed, she bit her lip and closed her eyes tightly, feeling strong shame and reluctance in her heart, she could stand in front of Shi Yang with a calm and calm attitude, but she couldn't stand being like this in front of others, even if the other party was a woman, this pouting posture also made her feel infinitely ashamed.
A large amount of cold liquid rushed into her body, and Zhao Meimei's tears came out in an instant.
The nurse said in a warm voice, "Okay, try to hold it for a while before going to the toilet, that will work well." β
Zhao Meimei lifted her pants and covered her face and walked out of the consultation room, glaring at Shi Yang, it's all your fault!
Shi Yang hurriedly supported her and asked with concern: "How is it?" Does it hurt? Gotta go to the toilet, right? β
Zhao Meimei said aggrievedly: "The nurse said to hold it for a whileγγγγγγ Oops, no, brother, I want to go to the toilet!! β
When Zhao Meimei came out of the toilet, she covered her face with both hands, and simply fell into Shi Yang's arms, crying and humming with a sad face: "Hey, I feel like I'm going to pull my ass off, I don't want to liveγγγγγγ β
Shi Yang asked uneasily: "Do you need to squat for a while?" β
Zhao Meimei shook her head.
Only then did Shi Yang put his mind at ease, hugged Zhao Meimei through the corridor, and ran to the ward.
In the evening, Shi Yang did not inform his family about Zhao Meimei's hospitalization, for fear that Zhao Dazhuang and Liu Xiu'e would be worried.
Shi Yang runs a high-end ward, with two beds in the room, one for patients and one for family members.
Zhao Meimei has a total of four sets of infusions, and when she clicked to the second group, Zhao Meimei was coquettish: "Brother, I'm uncomfortable, I want you to hug me." β
Zhao Meimei's face was still pale, and she looked pitiful because of the sunken eye sockets of dehydration.
Shi Yang got up from the chair, bowed his head and kissed her on the head, and promised, "Okay." β
Shi Yang turned around and walked out of the ward, and after a while, he came back, locked the door of the ward casually, and put two bottles of prepared infusion bags on the bedside table in his hand.
He took off his shoes, carefully avoided Zhao Meimei's infusion hand, lay down sideways inside, stretched out his arm to take Zhao Meimei into his arms, and let her pilllow on his arm.
Zhao Meimei snorted: "Brother, my stomach hurts, you rub it for me." β
Shi Yang put his hand along the placket of his clothes, and his warm palm was attached to Zhao Meimei's cold belly, gently rubbing it clockwise: "Does it still hurt?" β
Zhao Meimei snorted: "It's much better, it hurts for a while." β
Shi Yang looked up at the infusion bag and determined the amount of remaining fluid, then turned his head to look at Zhao Meimei, and said with self-reproach: "It's all because I'm too busy these days, and I didn't cook for you seriously." β
Zhao Meimei hurriedly comforted him: "I don't blame you, it's me who is not good, it may be that the food at noon is unhygienic, and I won't go to his house in the future." β
Shi Yang ironed in his heart, and kissed Zhao Meimei's face: "I'll notify your parents to come over tomorrow, so they don't have to toss in the middle of the night." β
Zhao Meimei nodded in agreement, her eyes slid down Shi Yang's chin to her neck, and a protruding collarbone could be faintly seen along the neckline.
Zhao Meimei looked at it, and in this situation of being disabled and frail at this time, there was a little bit of lust.
She moved her body and put it in Shi Yang's arms, her voice with a thick nasal voice: "Brother, you took a shower again today, right?" The smell of lemon on the body is so good. β
Shi Yang hugged her, looked up at the infusion bag, and said in a deep voice: "Well, I just took a shower before picking you up." β
Zhao Meimei tilted her face slightly, her mouth and nose were close to Shi Yang's neck socket, and she sighed with satisfaction: "Actually, it's good to be sick, at least you can always accompany me." β
Shi Yang was sad when he heard this, raised his hand and rubbed Zhao Meimei's head, and saw that she was comfortable and half-squinted, so he simply sat up and helped her massage her scalp: "After you take the college entrance examination, I will take you to travel, where you want to go, let's go, and have fun for a few days." β
Zhao Meimei was happy, and smiled at the corner of her mouth: "Really? β
Shi Yang smiled and agreed: "Hmm." β
Zhao Meimei looked directly at Shi Yang and said seriously: "Actually, as long as I can be with you, I don't care where I go." β
Shi Yang's heart was hot, and he couldn't be moved.
It turns out that when a person is so sweet that he is physically and mentally satisfied, there will be an inexplicable excitement from the bottom of his heart.
Shi Yang hugged Zhao Meimei's waist, stared at her affectionate gaze, put his lips together, and couldn't help but kiss her face.
Zhao Meimei's narrow eyes suddenly overflowed with bright expectation, she squeezed into Shi Yang's arms, and couldn't help but want to reach out and touch the other party.
Shi Yang held her hand and intertwined his fingers.
Zhao Meimei struggled, Shi Yang held it, and said in a low voice, "Don't make trouble." β
Zhao Meimei grinned and teased: "Brother, you are so good-looking, you are simply beautiful and seductive, as soon as I see you, I can't control myself." β
Shi Yang showed an indecent expression, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips: "Do I look so attractive?" β
Zhao Meimei tried her best to hold back her laughter: "Why not, just those handsome stars on TV have all made up and made up and made up, fake, the original ones like you are the real handsome guys, very charming." β
Zhao Meimei said, kissed Shi Yang's neck and collarbone closely, and shook out sweetly as if she didn't want money: "How lucky am I to meet you and let you be my man?" Brother, I should have saved the whole earth in my last life, right? β
Shi Yang's heart was overjoyed by her, and he immediately couldn't hide the moisturization, and pursed his lips: "If you don't save the whole earth, I am also your man." β
Zhao Meimei squinted at him and asked, "Why?" β
Shi Yang's eyes were dark, and he smiled ambiguously: "Who told me to scarce you." β