Chapter 409: Madam, it's not good, sir, he has a fever
The woman's apricot eyes moved, and after hesitating, she still looked at him and reluctantly reminded: "Li Jingheng, you and your wounds are starting to bleed again." ”
The man said as a matter of course: "Bring the medicine box and re-bandage me." ”
"I won't." She decisively refused.
He raised his eyes and glanced at her, "I'll teach you." ”
Lu Qingge pursed her lips: "You can go to the hospital yourself, I won't bandage you." ”
"This is a new wound, it will become infected if it is not treated in time, you asked me to run to the hospital, did you intend to make it worse?"
"That's your business."
When Lu Qingge said these five words, he remembered that these seemed to be Mr. Li's lines before.
She pursed her lips and turned to walk towards the staircase.
The man spoke behind her: "Ge'er, Aunt Yun is not in the villa today, if you don't bandage my wound, then let it bleed all the time, and wait until the infection is followed to pull out some fever or something, I will be hospitalized, and you don't have to go to work, just go to the hospital to take care of me." ”
Lu Qingge, ""
Is there something wrong with his brain?!
How did these perverted theories come to be?!
It's really insightful!
As she thought about this, she didn't stop walking.
However, as she reached the staircase, she heard a low roar of pain between the man's lips and teeth.
Lu Qingge was unmoved, until he went upstairs and went to the next bedroom.
It was this glance that happened to meet the man's gaze.
And she saw
Li Jingheng ripped open the gauze that had been bandaged, and the blood seemed to start spilling out little by little along the wound.
Lu Qingge, ""
If you want to self-harm, then self-harm.
After Lu Qingge returned to the second bedroom, he took his mobile phone and swiped the news for a while, and then went directly to take a nap.
But when you lie in bed, you inevitably think of the image you saw before you enter the bedroom.
The man's wound was bleeding, and he had uncovered the gauze so that the wound was exposed to the air naked, so something could have happened.
On the one hand, she was soft-hearted and wanted to check it out.
On the other hand, she didn't want Li Jingheng to think that she had forgiven him because of this.
She doesn't have such a long memory.
I don't know how long I've been thinking about it.
Lu Qingge slowly fell asleep.
Xu was too tired, she slept very deeply this night, and it took a long time.
I don't know when, Lu Qingge heard a knock at the door of the second bedroom in a daze, she opened her eyes, glanced at the direction of the entrance, and asked weakly: "What's wrong?" ”
"Madam, it's not good, sir, he has a fever, lying on the sofa downstairs, and there is a wound on his forehead, come out and take a look."
Lu Qingge's head was a little clearer.
She pursed her lips, thought for a few seconds, and said, "Let him go to the hospital, I'm not a doctor, and it doesn't help to see it." ”
"But my husband seems to have a very serious fever, and he can't go to the hospital alone, so I can't help him."
Lu Qingge, ""
Either way, in the end, it's her business.
Lu Qingge got up from the bed, walked to the entrance and opened the door.
She saw Aunt Yun repeating anxiously: "Madam, Mr. has a fever that seems to be very serious, you hurry down and take a look, do you take him to the hospital or what?" ”
Lu Qingge nodded, and then stepped upstairs.
Li Jingheng was still lying in that position at noon, her face was very bad, and the wound on her forehead could be distinguished from aggravated at a glance, she frowned, raised her hand and touched his forehead, of course, avoiding the man's scar.
It's hot.
At this moment, she was no longer flustered and uneasy in her heart, she just felt that this man was really courageous, and he actually made himself look like this, and it would be almost fine if he raised it for two days, but now?!
If you don't do it, you don't die.
Lu Qingge finally contacted Yang Zhen and sent Li Jingheng to the hospital.
She didn't plan to go, but Yang Zhen looked at him with an embarrassed face, saying that it was not appropriate for him to be a rough person to take care of people, and Aunt Yun said that it was inconvenient for her to be old.
In the end, Lu Qingge still followed.
The doctor gave Li Jingheng a fever-reducing injection and retreated his wound.
After everything was done, the doctor in the white coat looked at Lu Qingge and said: "How do you take care of the patient, the wound on his forehead is so deep, and he actually got an infection, even if the young man is awkward, it is not like this, he is purely joking with his own body, and he is causing trouble to the doctors in the hospital." ”
Lu Qingge, ""
She's so wronged.
After a few more words, the doctor turned and left the room.
Lu Qingge didn't say anything, and raised his eyes to look at Yang Zhen who was standing not far away: "Xiao Yang, arrange a caretaker for you Mr. Li, and then send me back to the Bay Garden." ”
"Madam, aren't you here to accompany Mr. Li?"
She glanced at Yang Zhen with some surprise and smiled: "You mean that he is lying on the bed and sleeping, and I am going to sit here all night watching him?" ”
Yang Zhen looked embarrassed: "I don't know if there will be any changes in Mr. Li's body in the middle of the night." ”
"So I said find him a caretaker, a senior caregiver can also be, he has a lot of money and can afford it."
Yang Zhen, ""
When he was still hesitating whether to do it, Lu Qingge opened his mouth and urged again: "Go quickly, I haven't eaten dinner yet, I'm very hungry." ”
Yang Zhen glanced at the man lying on the hospital bed, he was unconscious now, and he had no way to ask for his opinion, so he had to do what his wife said.
After Yang Zhen went out, Lu Qingge set his eyes on the man on the hospital bed.
The face is very poor, weak and pale.
It should be the first time she has seen Li Jingheng because of this sick look, to be honest, except for the sharp and angular facial features, the poor face is no different from a normal person's illness.
Originally, they were all human beings, and when they were sick, they were all sick people.
There is no difference, and it should be.
After Yang Zhen arranged the matter of taking care of him, Lu Qingge asked him to send him back to the Bay Garden.
When the car stopped at the villa, he got out of the car and opened the door for Lu Qingge.
She got out of the car, looked at Yang Zhen and said, "Xiao Yang, thank you for your hard work, go back quickly." ”
Yang Zhen looked at Lu Qingge and asked tentatively, "Madam, will I come over tomorrow to pick you up and take you to the hospital?" ”
"You come and pick me up tomorrow and send me to work."
"Why don't you go to the hospital to see Mr. Li?"
She looked at Yang Zhen with a gentle smile on her face: "Patients generally need to recuperate, so I won't bother him." ”
Yang Zhen, ""
By now, he had sensed that something was wrong between the two of them, and he didn't say anything more.
Lu Qingge turned around and entered the villa.
Aunt Yun saw her come back, with a little surprise on her face: "Madam, didn't you accompany your husband in the hospital?" ”
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