At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Aiqing woke up.

Strictly speaking, it is not the one who wakes up by himself, but the one who is woken up by pain.

At first, she thought she was dreaming, so she rolled over and continued to sleep.

It wasn't until the pain became more and more real, and even the door of her brain was in pain, that she opened her eyes.

The effect of the anesthetic dissipated, and a pain that could not perceive the specific location gradually spread throughout the body.

At this time, she realized that life can be so sour!

Chen Aiqing rolled twice on the bed in pain, and when he couldn't hold on, he thought of painkillers.

She shook herself and sat up.

At this time, she moved more slowly than usual, I don't know how many times, because a slight movement, there will be a new round of pain eroding all the nerves, and the constant gasping for cool air does not relieve the pain at all, but makes her throat feel more and more dry.

I don't hurt, I don't hurt, I don't hurt at all, I'm so comfortable now, comfortable enough to roll on the ground......

Chen Aiqing silently recited the "No Pain Mantra" in his heart, and after crawling down from the bed mechanically, he leaned against the wall and moved his steps towards the living room little by little.

……

When he received a call from Ding Zhiyang, Rong Yi was shopping in the supermarket.

He is busy with work on weekdays, so he doesn't come to this kind of place very much, even if he wants to buy some food and daily necessities in his own house, he also asks the cleaning aunt to help buy them.

Ding Zhiyang: "Rongrong, where are you?" ”

Rong Yi walked to the vegetable area, picked up a small green vegetable, looked at it, and threw it into the shopping cart: "Supermarket." ”

Ding Zhiyang said in an elongated tone as if he had discovered a new continent: "You're in the supermarket?" You actually went to the supermarket? Rongrong, which tendon is wrong with you? ”

Rong Yi didn't reply to his words, and asked rhetorically, "Something?" ”

Ding Zhiyang: "No, I just want to ask you, what did the guy who called you a beauty deal with in the end?" Do you need a brother to help you solve him? ”

Hearing the word "beauty", Rong raised his eyebrows: "Give you a chance to reorganize the language." ”

Ding Zhiyang: "Okay, okay, I won't say it, by the way, Rongrong, if you are shopping in the supermarket, by the way, help me bring a few packets of Lay's potato chips back, I want to barbecue flavor, my sister ......"

Before he finished speaking, there was a busy sound of "doodoo" in his ears.

This shit, can you listen to someone finish the story and then hang up the phone?

……

Carrying a lot of things bought in the supermarket, Rong Yi stood at the door of Chen Aiqing's house again.

It was more than eleven o'clock when the little ghost head finished extracting the tooth, according to the nurse at the front desk, the anesthetic will dissipate after about five hours, and now it is four o'clock in the afternoon, and it should be time for the little ghost head to feel pain.

He told her that whenever she felt pain, he would be there for her.

What's more, the house is as messy as a dog kennel, and someone has to clean it up.

But it's a bit embarrassing to carry so many things in your hands, both vegetables and meat.

Thinking about it, Rong Yi tied the mouth of the shopping bag tightly, put it next to the door, pretended to come to the door empty-handed, raised his hand and rang the doorbell.

It was a long time after the doorbell rang that he heard the faint sound of footsteps.

When Chen Aiqing opened the door, his hands were still supporting the wall.

It could be seen that she had a terrible toothache, and in order to divert this pain, her fingers clenched the door frame, and even her thin white arms were trembling with it.