113 Treehouse spectators
Chapter 114
After eleven o'clock in the night, Ling Jiuze came over.
Su Xi pressed his hand into the quilt and said lightly, "It's inconvenient today." ”
Ling Jiuze understood, withdrew his hand, listened to her voice as if it was wrong, turned on the lamp at the head of the bed, and found that her face was abnormally pale.
His eyes lost their usual brilliance and looked wilted, like a wilted bunny.
"What's wrong, uncomfortable?" The man sat on the edge of the bed and touched her forehead.
"Well, it hurts every time." Su Xi was dizzy by the light and immediately closed it.
"Then you lie down." Ling Jiuze covered her with the quilt, turned off the light, and got up to go out.
Su Xi's heart was a little empty, and his stomach was uncomfortable, so he was sleepy for a while.
I don't know how long it took, the door opened again, and the tall figure of the man walked over and asked in a low voice, "Are you asleep?" ”
Su Xi opened his eyes all of a sudden, looking at the man in the dark, wondering why he came back again?
"I turned on the lights." The man walked to the head of the bed and turned on the light.
Su Xi squinted and saw that he was holding a bowl in his hand, which was black and red soup, and she smelled the rich smell of brown sugar and ginger.
Ling Jiuze sat on the edge of the bed, his eyebrows and eyes were soft in the dim light, "I asked the doctor and said that you can boil brown sugar ginger water to relieve it, you can drink a little and try it." ”
Su Xi raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, "You cooked it?" ”
A hint of unnaturalness flashed on Ling Jiuze's face, "Yes, it's the first time I cooked it, I don't know if I can drink it?" ”
Su Xi sat up, took the bowl, took a sip, it was very hot, and then it was spicy and sweet, and she almost threw the bowl away.
"What's wrong?" Ling Jiuze looked at her with a wrong expression.
Su Xi raised his head and asked, "How much brown sugar and ginger did you put in it?" ”
Ling Jiuze frowned, "The doctor said to put a little more, I saw a bag of brown sugar in the cabinet and put it all in, and Jiang put a whole piece, is there a problem?" ”
Su Xi, "......"
She inexplicably thought of a movie by Zhou Xingxing, where Laifu wronged the young grandmother of the Qi family for poisoning, saying that she had put half a catty of arsenic, and a large bag of arsenic was poured into the soup can, sticky like porridge.
She wanted to laugh a little, but she couldn't hold it back, and her hand holding the bowl trembled.
"If it doesn't taste good, don't drink it." Ling Jiuze saw that she was uncomfortable with her head down, thinking that the sugar water was difficult to drink, and reached out to serve the bowl in her hand.
"It's fine." Su Xi dodged for a while, and looked at the man with a smile, "Although you put a little more sugar, you can drink it." ”
Under the dim light, the girl raised her head, her eyebrows were picturesque, her pink lips were smiling, and her pure and soft appearance was like a touch of moonlight, breaking through the clouds, stunning the gloomy night.
Ling Jiuze's long eyes were dark, staring at her eyes, "Then drink." ”
Su Xi puffed out his cheeks, blew the sugar water, and drank it slowly in small sips.
Ling Jiuze sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for her quietly and patiently.
The sugar water was sweet and bitter, spicy and stimulating, and Su Xi drank a whole bowl as usual.
Ling Jiuze took the empty bowl and asked gently, "Are you better?" ”
"Well, thank you." Su Xi's eyes were clear and sincere.
"I'm going to wash the dishes." Ling Jiuze said lightly, got up and walked out.
Back in the kitchen, the man looked at the remaining half pot of sugar water in the pot, frowned, took half a spoonful, and took a sip carefully.
Almost immediately, he spat at the sink, his brows furrowed, wondering what kind of poison he was drinking?
This is really what he boiled out, how could the girl drink it without changing her face.