There is not much glucose left in the house, which is simply not enough to maintain Song Cheng's body.

He collapsed in the bathroom for I don't know how long, for such a long time, he probably hadn't eaten anything.

I had to boil some porridge so that at least when he woke up, he would have something to eat.

I slowly touched the window and looked downstairs, Feng Ruobai's car was still parked here, and I couldn't help but feel deflated.

If I go to the kitchen now, I'm afraid of arousing his suspicions.

glanced at Xiao Man, he had just fallen asleep, and he shouldn't have nightmares so easily.

I went downstairs lightly, opened the door, and sure enough, I saw Feng Ruobai sitting in the car, his head half on his side, and he seemed to be asleep.

The driver noticed me and quickly turned his head to say something, and then saw him raise his hand and rub his eyes, squinting at me.

I wrapped up my clothes and walked over to the car.

Feng Ruobai immediately pushed the car door out, stepped in front of me in two steps, and said in a dumb voice: "Right right, you haven't slept yet?" ”

I shook my head and looked at him in a daze, a little scared.

He glanced behind me and said nervously, "Is something wrong?" ”

"Nope." I shook my head, swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and said, "Can you send me some anti-inflammatory medicine tomorrow?" ”

Feng Ruobai was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at my right hand.

He grabbed my arm, looked at the blood-stained gauze, and was shocked, "How did it look like this?" ”

I hurriedly withdrew my hand, lowered my eyelashes, and whispered, "I just helped Xiaoman take a bath, and I accidentally touched it." ”

Feng Ruobai gasped and disagreed: "Right right, you go back with me, you are here alone, I don't worry." ”

"No need."

I sobbed, my shoulders swaying.

The evening wind was slightly cool, and I had to shrink my neck, feeling a little cold.

Feng Ruobai said in a low voice: "You are still blaming me." ”

I kept my head shut and didn't speak, and my eyes were very hot.

How can I not blame him, Song Cheng is lying on the bed now, and the wound on his lower abdomen is clearly a gunshot wound.

I don't know how long he hid in the cold water of the port, I don't know how he managed to get to the door, and I don't know if he will be able to open his eyes as usual tomorrow morning......

All of this is just to snatch those so-called interests.

How could I not blame it.

It was my husband who was injured and almost lost his life.

I suddenly raised my head, looked straight into Feng Ruobai's eyes, and said word by word: "Ruobai, if one day, you disappear because of Song Cheng, I will be as sad as now, I will complain about him, and I will question him, why did you drive my friend to a dead end." ”

His expression froze, and his whole body stiffened.

I smiled bitterly and muttered, "Just like today, I blamed you for him." ”

"Right, right, I ......"

He stepped forward and seemed to want to hug me, I quickly raised my arm in front of me, and whispered: "It's so late, you go back first, don't let me be caught between you in a dilemma, okay?" ”

Feng Ruobai was silent for a long time, and said, "Okay." I'll send the anti-inflammatory medicine tomorrow morning, if there's anything, call me at any time, I won't turn it off. ”

I nodded and watched as he got into the car and the driver drove away.

It wasn't until the light of the taillights disappeared from view that I breathed a sigh of relief and my taut back slowly relaxed.

I hurried into the house, ran to the kitchen to boil hot water, found the pot and began to boil rice porridge.

I carried the hot water bottle upstairs, and when I entered the bedroom, I happened to see Xiaoman's body twitch violently.

Hurriedly putting the thermos aside, I hurried over to the bed and pushed it on his arm.

Xiaoman slowly opened his eyes, looked at me blankly, made a small "um" in his nose, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

My heart suddenly relaxed, and I almost broke out in a cold sweat.

It turned out that it would be fine to wake him up before he yelled.

I watched for a few more minutes and was relieved to see that he was indeed asleep peacefully.

There are anti-inflammatory and anti-infection medicines at home, so I found them, poured a cup of hot water, supported Song Cheng's head, and fed him to drink.

Probably because the wound was too painful, he had a thin layer of sweat on his body.

But I really didn't have the energy to clean it up for him, so I bandaged the wound on my hand again, and when I went downstairs to see that the porridge had been boiled, I simply brought it up with the pot and put it on the coffee table next to the bedroom.

When I finally climbed into bed, my eyes closed, and I fell asleep next to Song Cheng.

This sleep was not steady, for a while thinking of preventing Xiao Man from suddenly waking up from a nightmare, and for a while thinking about the wound on Song Cheng's lower abdomen, he opened his eyes almost every ten minutes.

The bedside lamp in the bedroom is on, and the warm yellow light hits the wall quietly, not so dazzling, but rather a quiet and intimate feeling.

I woke up Xiao Man twice, the little guy didn't sleep well, his brows were furrowed, I guess he would wake up tomorrow morning, he would be very sleepy.

But I can't help it, I can't let him cry like that all night.

Song Cheng slept well, and he didn't even move his fingers.

When I first fell asleep, my breathing was a little rapid, but now it has calmed down a lot.

I tried the temperature of his forehead, it was slightly higher than mine, I was not at ease, so I took the temperature measurement again, it was normal, and then I put a heart back in my stomach.

In the middle of the night, Song Cheng opened his eyes, he should have woken up hungry, and I heard the sound of his stomach growling.

I sat up, and he looked at me with an embarrassed smile.

"Hungry? I'm going to get some porridge. ”

The lid of the pot is always covered, the porridge is still hot, and the temperature is just right for the mouth.

I brought a bowl of porridge, placed the bowl on the small table, picked up a spoon and scooped it to feed him.

Song Cheng looked at me resistantly, tilting his head slightly.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

Song Cheng muttered a little, his voice was a little small, and I didn't hear it clearly.

Putting the spoon back in the bowl and leaning my ear over, I asked him, "What did you say?" ”

Song Cheng's voice was hoarse, dry as sandpaper: "I...... Didn't brush my teeth......"

I couldn't help but burst out laughing, it felt like I was having fun in the midst of misery, and for the first time in two days, I laughed out loud.

"Honey, it's important for you to save your life first, okay?"

I lowered my head and touched his forehead, muttering, "Besides, I kissed you just now, you didn't brush your teeth or anything, do you still want to kiss other women?" ”

He looked at me disapprovingly, and his face was not very good-looking.

"Alright, let's eat first." I pushed his hair back to the back of my head and teased, "It's not the time to take away your obsessive-compulsive disorder." ”

I hold the spoon in my left hand, which is a little inconvenient.

Song Cheng's gaze glanced at my right hand.

I was a little flustered and subconsciously hid my palms behind me.

Song Cheng frowned, looked at me dissatisfied, and motioned for me to take out my hand and show it to him.

If I don't take my hand out, he keeps his mouth shut and refuses to eat at all.

I sighed and raised my right hand in front of him.

Song Cheng's face suddenly turned cold, and he seemed to want to sit up, but he directly pulled the wound on his lower abdomen, and the whole person fell to the pillow behind him, and the muscles on his face instantly twisted into a ball.

I hurriedly pressed his shoulders to prevent him from moving, and said nervously: "Don't get excited, I'm fine, I'm fine." ”

Song Cheng took a few breaths before he could barely stabilize his body and look at me with questioning eyes.

"You eat first, and I'll tell you slowly after eating."

This time he was finally honest, even better than Xiaoman, and a bowl of porridge was eaten in a few minutes.

Song Cheng let out a long breath, and finally said a complete sentence: "Starve me to death." ”

I hurriedly asked, "Do you still want to eat?" There are still in the pot. ”

He shook his head, his voice still a little hoarse: "Wait a while, I'm afraid my stomach can't stand it." ”

I nodded, put the bowl on the bedside table, put the small table under the bed, and asked in a low voice, "Would you like to get hot water and wipe your body?" ”

Song Cheng shook his head and patted his palm beside him.

I lay down next to him, palms resting on his chest.

Feeling the familiar body temperature of the person next to me, I felt a little steady, and a heart hanging above my head in the past two days finally found a home.

Tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.

I leaned against his chest, knowing that he was safe and treated his wounds, but at this moment, a strong grievance suddenly rose in my heart, and I didn't know what I was wronging.

Song Cheng's palm patted gently on my back, and after a long time, he asked in a low voice, "In the past two days, have you had a good time with Xiaoman?" ”

I didn't dare to tell him about Xiao Man's awakening in the middle of the night, but nodded: "We're all fine, but I'm worried about you." You don't know, I almost scared to death when I heard that you were missing. ”

Song Cheng was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "Did Feng Ruobai tell you anything?" A better quality experience comes from.