Zhong Qingye stared blankly at the drop of red liquid that slowly soaked into the quilt, as if she didn't know what it was. She stayed there for a full minute. During this process, she couldn't help but cough a few words in a low voice, "Bah."
There were two clicks, and the same bright red liquid fell down and dripped on the same position.【】
The bright red spots on Alizarin Qing's quilt were extremely dazzling. Zhong Qingye suddenly woke up and hurriedly wiped the corners of his mouth with his hands. He put down his hands. There were wisps of red blood on his palms, and there was a trace of scratches.
It's the shape she wiped on the corner of her mouth.
Coughing up blood...
Zhong Qingye has certain medical knowledge. She knows that coughing up blood is generally seen in respiratory system diseases, but can also be seen in cardiovascular system and other diseases, and may even involve serious damage to internal organs.
Zhong Qingye learned her true physical condition from an old doctor in Ningcheng. Originally, she should not have coughed up blood right now, but when she did not take any medicine to control the condition, she was repeatedly exposed to cold air.
, appeared in advance.
Zhong Qingye looked calm, not at all panicked by this sudden situation. In fact, the old doctor in Ningcheng had already told her in a vague way that her body would reach this point sooner or later.
It's just that she didn't expect it to happen so soon.
Zhong Qingye clenched his fingers lightly and glanced at the blood stains on the quilt. Although he was mentally prepared, he still felt it was dazzling.
"Dong dong..." Suddenly there were two knocks on the door outside the house. Chun'er cautiously asked softly from outside: "Madam, are you awake?"
Zhong Qingye was startled. He quickly reached out and wiped the blood off his silk palm, and carefully covered the traces of blood on the quilt. Then he raised his head and said, "Well, I just woke up."
With a creak, Chun'er's door came in, and she rushed in with the snowflakes wrapped in the wind. Chun'er hurriedly turned back and closed the door, put down the insulated food box, rubbed her hands, and said with a smile: "It's starting to snow again, okay.
It’s cold.”
Seeing that her nose was red from the cold, Zhong Qingye hurriedly pointed to a heater beside the bed and said, "Come here and bake, what time is it now? Why don't you take a rest?"
Chun'er responded cheerfully, walked over with the food box, put it on the stove to bake. "It's already a quarter of the year. Madam has slept so soundly. I didn't even wake up when I brought you back. I'm afraid Madam will wake up."
I feel hungry after I come here, so I come here every once in a while.”
"Thank you for your hard work." Zhong Qingye smiled warmly, stretched out his hand to touch his stomach and said exaggeratedly: "I don't know what you said, but I'm a little hungry now. What delicious food did you bring me?"
Chun'er laughed out loud and said arrogantly: "There's nothing delicious. The master told me that my wife has a cold and shouldn't eat greasy food, so I only took some sticky millet."
Here comes the porridge, and some delicious side dishes, I will ensure that you, madam, will feel comfortable eating."
After saying that, she walked to the side and brought a small table, squatted down and opened the food box. While taking the food, she smiled and said: "Master, I am getting better and better to my wife now. I will consider everything for you first.
I'm afraid you might feel a little uncomfortable. In all my life, I have never seen a man who loves his wife so much. Madam is so lucky."
Zhong Qingye's heart is soft, and she certainly knows Qi Mo's caring love for her. Although she doesn't know how long she can stay with him, she can guarantee that in every remaining day, her attachment to Qi Mo will become stronger and stronger.
The more serious it is.
Even so, she still couldn't bear to let him go.
"Why are you anxious? Maybe, if you get married in the future, your husband will love you even more." Zhong Qingye came back to his senses and joked narrowly.
Chun'er's face turned red and she glared at her angrily, "Madam is always so imprudent in what she says! If you tell others to listen, why don't you tell me that I married a fierce woman?!"
As she spoke, she carefully handed her a bowl of millet porridge. The thick, golden millet porridge exuded an elegant fragrance, and some delicious side dishes were neatly placed on it. Everything was complete, because the food was delicious.
There is a charcoal compartment under the box, and the rice porridge is still warm and comfortable in your hand.
Zhong Qingye laughed out loud, these girls of hers were all mean-spirited, and while they kept arguing with each other, in their hearts, they cared about her more than anyone else.
With a husband like Qi Mo to care about, and a group of girls to protect him, he died once in modern times, wandered in this world for so many years, experienced stories that ordinary people didn't understand, had a child, and made a group of friends...
She will never lose anything in her life!
Zhong Qingye winked and smiled with relief. "Others can say whatever they want. I still live my own life." She lowered her head and took a sip of rice porridge, and suddenly asked: "Where is Qi Mo?"
Chun'er said: "After sending my wife back, I went back to the front line."
Zhong Qingye was stunned and suddenly became nervous. "So urgent? What happened?"
Chun'er hurriedly shook her head and said with a smile: "It's nothing, madam, don't worry, it's just that as the coach, you can't leave for too long." She raised her eyebrows narrowly. "Madam is reluctant to leave the master now. In a few days,
Isn’t Tian going to go to the front line himself?”
"No one dares to say anything even if they run to the front line. I am General Da Ding, whom Qi Mo personally proclaimed!" Zhong Qingye raised his eyebrows proudly, with a typical expression of a villain who is triumphant.
Chun'er had a numb look on her face and urged: "I know that you and the master are as deeply in love as each other, so hurry up and eat. The New Year will be here in a few days. You'd better give up your thoughts. This year
, you have to live with us no matter what!"
new year?
Zhong Qingye was stunned for a moment. Subconsciously, he could vaguely see the flying snow flakes. Unknowingly, she had been back for more than half a month, and not long after, it would be the New Year.
In the past few years, she spent the New Year with Feng Jin and Feng Yun. They just had a good meal and a drink, and then fell asleep. In this way, it was considered a new year, but this year...
Zhong Qingye lowered her head and smiled, she wanted to spend time with Qi Mo.
The soft millet porridge quickly slid down when placed in the mouth, caressing the throat, and it felt extremely comfortable, just like the soft hands of a child. Zhong Qingye ate slowly, chatting with Chun'er without saying a word.
The warm charcoal fire burns, projecting a gentleness like spring.
Tomorrow, we will know the end.
These chapters may be a bit boring. It’s a period of calm. Thank you 1348729 Children’s Shoes for the red envelope.