Chapter 27: Stomach Sickness 2
It wasn't until he didn't hear Yuan Mengshu's departing footsteps for a long time that Yimusi reopened his eyes and looked at her: "Why don't you go back to your room to rest?" ”
"Mr. Yi, you are like this...... I'm not at ease. Yuan Mengshu said truthfully.
Shen Han also always suffers from stomach problems, and every time he gets sick, it hurts so much that he wants to hit the wall, and every time she just looks at it, she feels distressed to death.
"What if you're not at ease? Moved over and slept with me? Imes looked at her mockingly.
Yuan Mengshu glanced at him speechlessly, he was still in the mood to talk nonsense at this time.
"Mr. Yi, you lie down and rest."
After Yuan Mengshu helped him lie down, he walked out of the bedroom and came to the service desk to borrow a hot water bag, and boiled the water temperature to a thorough degree and returned to Yimus's bed, Yimus originally thought that she had gone back to rest, but was slightly surprised when she came back.
Yuan Mengshu handed him the warm water bag and said, "Put it on your stomach, and it won't hurt so much when your stomach is warm." ”
Imus lowered his eyes on the warm water bag and did not reach for it, with obvious suspicion in his eyes.
Yuan Mengshu saw that he didn't move, so he simply lifted the quilt on his body and put the warm water bag on his upper abdomen. Then he held out his hand to him: "Give it to me." ”
"What are you going to do?" Imes was puzzled.
"Since you refuse to go to the hospital, I can only help you." Yuan Mengshu held up his wrist.
His hands were as slender and white as Shen Han's, with distinct joints, and he was as beautiful as jade.
She shook her head, how could she think of Shen Han again, it was the second time today. In order not to let herself be cranky, she quickly found the Neiguan point on the inside of her wrist and gently rubbed it with her thumb.
She pressed gently, alternating between her wrists.
Imes looked at her with her head lowered and a serious look, and suddenly asked, "You seem to be quite experienced in dealing with stomach pain?" ”
I don't know if it's the effect of the warm water bag or the effect of kneading the Neiguan acupoint, his stomach pain has really been relieved.
"I once had a friend who often had stomach problems, and I learned a little bit of experience." Yuan Meng said.
As for this former friend, Imes could guess from the sadness that flashed in her eyes that it must be her ex-boyfriend who didn't eat green onions like him.
Yuan Mengshu rubbed it repeatedly for a while, put his hand back into the quilt and said, "You can also do it according to my method when you hurt in the future, and you can also massage your abdomen by yourself." If it doesn't work for a while, go to the hospital, and call me if you have something. She moved the landline phone a little to his bedside.
"Miss Yuan, do you usually care so much about every man?" Emus raised an eyebrow.
Yuan Mengshu didn't understand the meaning of his question, and he didn't know how to answer him, so he said after a while: "As long as there is someone in need, I will try my best to help." ”
"You're really kind, no wonder the eldest young master likes you."
The eldest young master likes her? Yuan Mengshu sneered, why couldn't she feel it at all?
If the eldest young master really likes her, how can he keep hanging her aside and ignore her?
Yuan Mengshu really didn't worry about Imus, and secretly took his room card away when he left.
At two o'clock in the middle of the night, she secretly opened the door of Imus with her room card and walked in, the light in the bedroom was a little dim, and she could vaguely see that Imus was asleep on the bed.
To get a better look, she turned on one of the bedside lamps.
Imus's face was still as white as paper, and Yuan Mengshu touched his forehead with his hand, but fortunately it was no longer cold.