No matter how anxious the family members were, the doctor was used to the situation and left without saying anything after giving instructions.
Li Rong bought a basin and towel downstairs, made hot water in the hospital, wiped Zhao Qingsong's body, and changed clothes with Zhao Qingyang's help.
While wiping Zhao Qingsong's body, Li Rong found that his left foot was swollen.
It looks like it was probably twisted.
Li Rong's heart skipped a beat——
Zhao Qingsong originally injured his right foot and was lame in his right foot, but now he actually twisted his left foot.
Li Rong felt terribly distressed. She didn't know if he couldn't walk when he sprained his foot. Maybe that's why he fell down and was buried in the sand...
The more Li Rong thought about it, the more frightened she became, as if her heart had been stabbed with a knife.
She bit her lip, her eyes blurred, and gently wiped the mud off his body, thinking about calling a doctor to take a look at her feet.
"Huh! Why is it swollen here? I didn't see it when I came here. I'm going to call the doctor." Zhao Qingyang also noticed it, and he went out and called the doctor.
The doctor said he knew. He had checked it out and found that it was just a sprain, not a broken bone. He would bring the medicine later.
The nurse was called and Zhao Qingsong was placed on the hospital bed. The wet hospital bed was pushed away.
The nurse brought a bottle of bruises and sprains oil, applied it on Zhao Qingsong, rubbed it hard to heat it, and said to Li Rong: "Apply again in a few hours, rub until it becomes hot, don't be lazy."
Li Rong responded, sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, looking at Zhao Qingsong with red eyes.
Things had been settled. Zhao Qingyang remembered that Li Rong had come out early in the morning and had not eaten anything until now. He was afraid that she might be in bad health, so he asked her to go eat first.
Li Rong thought that Zhao Qingyang hadn't eaten either, so she took a big unity card from her bag and gave it to him: "I'm not hungry, brother, go and eat something."
How could Zhao Qingyang ask for her money? He understood that Li Rong had no appetite, but did not believe that she was not hungry. He waved his hand and went downstairs to buy food.
It was almost noon now, so he bought two meals and went back, one for Li Rong.
Li Rong was not in the ward. She heard from the bed next door that she had been called by the nurse to go through the hospitalization procedures.
Zhao Qingyang ate at the door. Seeing that the water was almost finished, he called the nurse. There was nothing wrong with the skin test. After the saline was done, the nurse gave Zhao Qingsong anti-inflammatory water.
Li Rong finished the formalities and came back to take a look: "Did the nurse come to change the water just now?"
Zhao Qingyang nodded and said angrily at the bedside table: "Where is the food? Eat it quickly."
Li Rong sat down beside Zhao Qingsong's bed and shook her head: "I'm not hungry."
"You have to eat even if you're not hungry," Zhao Qingyang looked at her disapprovingly, "Eat a little, your dick will get better soon. Don't wait for him to get better, and you'll have some problems."
Li Rong took a breath and opened the lunch box silently. She took a few mouthfuls and then put it down.
Zhao Qingyang only sighed when he saw it and said nothing.
When the nurse came to change Zhao Qingsong's second bottle of anti-inflammatory water, Li Rong said to Zhao Qingyang: "Brother, you can go back. There is nothing going on here."
Just stay with her alone.
Zhao Qingyang nodded: "I'll come over to replace you tonight."
"No," Li Rong thought for a while, "Have you brought the key to the store? Zhao Qingsong will wake up later. I will go over to use the boiler and cook some porridge. I don't worry about buying it from outside."
Zhao Qingyang got up and changed his clothes and hung the key on his body. If Zhao Qingsong hadn't happened, he would have opened a shop long ago.
So he always had the key with him. He nodded and gave the key to Li Rong: "There is no rice in it, only flour, and everything else."
"Thank you." Li Rong whispered.
Before Zhao Qingyang left, he asked Li Rong to call the village canteen if anything happened.
Li Rong had been watching Zhao Qingsong take water for almost two hours, but she didn't see him waking up, but the temperature had dropped a bit and it wasn't as hot anymore.
After a while, I wiped Zhao Qingsong's sweat. I don't know how long it took, but Zhao Qingsong's body temperature finally dropped to almost normal.
The sweat on his body was no longer as ordinary as it continued to be.
Li Rong felt that she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Once her heart relaxed, she felt sleepy after not sleeping all night.
She yawned, held Zhao Qingsong's hand, lay beside the hospital bed and fell asleep.
Zhao Qingsong woke up with a headache, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a blinding white.
He blinked a few times and felt as if he was in the hospital.
His last memory after he passed out was that he sprained his foot. He couldn't use any strength on his two feet. He slipped and rolled down. When he tried to get up, a wave of dirt slid down. He fell down again before he could stand firm. He fell instantly.
lose consciousness.
With his hand leaning against the heat source, he moved his head and saw Li Rong lying beside the bed.
That posture looked uncomfortable. Li Rong's eyes were black and blue, her mouth was a little dry, and her complexion was not good.
Zhao Qingsong felt extremely distressed.
After thinking about it, I still planned to wake her up, but when I opened my mouth, I found that my throat was very thirsty and it was difficult to speak.
He had no choice but to twitch his arm to touch Li Rong, but he had not eaten for a long time and had a high fever, so Zhao Qingsong could not use his strength.
Li Rong's sleep was restless, and she woke up whenever Zhao Qingsong moved.
When he looked up, he saw that Zhao Qingsong was awake and his lips were parted in an attempt to smile at Li Rong.
Li Rong couldn't help it anymore, rushed forward and hugged Zhao Qingsong and started crying.
The long-term calmness was all disguised. At this moment, when Zhao Qingsong woke up, all the sadness reached its peak and burst out!
There was dampness in his chest, Zhao Qingsong's Adam's apple rolled, he rubbed Rou Lirong's head with his hand, and smiled: "Why are you crying? Isn't this good?"
Li Rong cried for a while, got up from him and stopped talking.
Zhao Qingsong knew that she was angry, and he didn't know what to do for a moment, because Li Rong rarely had such a temper with him.
He also knew that he was in the wrong and that he had scared her this time.
Li Rong panicked when she thought about the scene where she found him. If the rain had not stopped, or if the thunderstorm last night had been worse, Zhao Qingsong would have been buried half of his body, right?
If they were all buried——
Li Rong started to suffocate just thinking about it!
She had cried enough. After getting up from Zhao Qingsong, she turned her head and didn't look at Zhao Qingsong anywhere.
Not long after, someone touched her hand, and Li Rong heard Zhao Qingsong's weak voice: "...I'm thirsty~my wife."
The voice was so hollow that it made people feel distressed. I don't know if there was any intentional element in it. Anyway, Li Rong felt distressed.
She glanced at Zhao Qingsong, her lips were still pursed and she didn't speak, but she was already pouring water for Zhao Qingsong to drink.
She poured out the water and helped Zhao Qingsong to sit up so that he could drink water more easily.
Zhao Qingsong couldn't hold the water glass firmly, so Li Rong held it for him to take a sip.
After finishing the drink, Zhao Qingsong still wanted to drink, but his throat still felt dry.
He said he wanted more.
Li Rong silently continued for him, while the aunt next to her watched their process over, clicked her tongue, and said to Zhao Qingsong: "Young man, you have a good wife, you are so lucky."