The doctor quickly grabbed the medicine and took it internally and externally. Ye Zhenzhen changed Cui Weizhen's dressing and gave him the medicine. After a lot of trouble, Cui Weizhen, who was already weak, could no longer hold on and fell into a coma.
Ye Zhenzhen never left because the doctor said that he was very likely to have a high fever at night, and it would be dangerous if he couldn't survive it. She knew in her heart that this was the side effect of strong medicine, so she didn't dare to sleep even if she was too sleepy, and she would be there as soon as she closed her eyes.
Pinch it on your arm, so you can wake up for a while.
She stayed by the hospital bed, always paying attention to the changes in his body temperature. When he started to feel hot, she would change towels and apply alcohol on him. She repeated this process. Fortunately, he did not have a high fever until the next morning.
Ye Zhenzhen was overjoyed and quickly called the doctor in to check her pulse. After a while, the doctor gave a positive reply: "Mr. Cui has a good foundation and strong willpower. He finally got through this difficulty. Madam Cui, please don't worry.
It needs to be warmed up slowly in the future, and it is only a matter of time before the injury heals."
The doctor's diagnosis was like the sound of nature. The tight string in Ye Zhenzhen's heart relaxed. She could no longer bear the physical and mental fatigue, so she lay down on the edge of the bed and fell asleep. It was a rare sweet and sweet sleep, and she had no more nightmares.
The morning light was dim, and the sun shone through the window lattice into the inner room. Cui Weizhen's thick eyelashes fluttered, and he woke up again. The strange and familiar bed tent made him stunned for a moment, until he noticed the gentle and shallow breathing next to him.
, only to find Ye Zhenzhen lying on the edge of the bed, sleeping soundly.
There was a deep tiredness on her thin face, and the dark circles under her eyes were particularly obvious in the morning light, but her white porcelain skin seemed to have a light halo, her expression looked particularly soft, and she smiled at the corners of her lips.
My thoughts are vague, my pear dimples are shallow, and I don’t know what kind of sweet dream I am dreaming of.
Before he could show the same smile, it froze on his face in an instant.
Because she was asleep, Ye Zhenzhen's sleeves slid up, revealing half of her slender, white arms. There was a red and swollen pinch mark on her arm. If you looked closely, the skin was broken, and thin blood beads solidified on the wound.
Against the backdrop of fair skin, it is particularly shocking.
Although he was unconscious last night, Cui Weizhen could still notice that Ye Zhenzhen took care of him all night, so it was not difficult to guess the cause of the pinch marks on her arms.
He couldn't help but be angry, blaming her for being cruel to him, but more importantly, he felt distressed. All the sins she suffered were because of him.
At this time, Ye Zhenzhen frowned and moved her head to rest on the other hand. She must have been sleeping on her stomach and her hands were numb. Even so, she still didn't wake up.
Cui Weizhen wanted to carry her to bed, but his body didn't allow it, so he gently pushed her arm and said, "Zhen'er, wake up and go to bed."
Ye Zhenzhen opened her eyes drowsily and found that Cui Weizhen had woken up. She immediately lost all her sleep and asked hurriedly, "Weizhen, are you awake? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Are you hungry? I'll let the kitchen
I have prepared some porridge and have been heating it on the stove. I will ask someone to bring it over for you to eat."
There was a joyful smile on her face, and her dark eyes were sparkling, as bright as the stars at night, clear and gentle, and radiating to the heart.
Without waiting for Cui Weizhen's reaction, Ye Zhenzhen excitedly talked to herself and then hurried out to call for help.
Not long after, I saw her walking in carefully carrying a dinner tray with gruel and a few side dishes on it. She first put the tray on the round table, then went to the bedside to help Cui Weizhen half-lying, and set up a small table on the bed.
, then brought the food up, "You haven't eaten for a long time. The doctor asked you to eat something lighter to avoid your stomach being overwhelmed. It's not advisable to eat too much. Wait until you're hungry to eat a few snacks to cushion your stomach."
While she was talking, she scooped up half a spoonful of porridge and blew the hot air on it. When she handed it to Cui Weizhen's lips, she said "Ah", like coaxing a child.
Cui Weizhen stared at her and ate a spoonful of porridge obediently. The warm meal slid down his esophagus, making his whole body feel full.
His face became softer and softer, and he wanted to take the dishes and chopsticks from Ye Zhenzhen, "My hands are not injured, I can just eat them by myself, no need to feed them. You were tired last night, go and have a rest."
Ye Zhenzhen didn't give it to him. Instead, she picked up a chopstick and stuffed his mouth, "The wound on your body has just been bandaged again. The doctor told you not to move, so as not to damage the wound and make it difficult to recover. I'm not in a hurry for a while."
Later, I will wait for you to eat before we talk."
Speaking of wounds, Cui Weizhen remembered the pinch marks on her arms and deliberately lowered his face to scare her, "You are already a mother, how can you know how to take care of yourself? If you are really tired, just let the servants take care of you, why bother to do it yourself?"
Stay up all night and watch. If I find you do it again in the future, I will punish you!"
The cold-faced Cui Weizhen was so powerful that Ye Zhenzhen's heart skipped a beat, feeling particularly guilty. Not to mention her previous incident of jumping off a building, the injury on her inner thigh was still healed. Wouldn't it be worse if he found out?
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She didn't dare to look at Cui Weizhen and said weakly, "I know, I'll go get the medicine later."
The medicine given by General Deng is very effective, but recently because I have been busy looking for Cui Weizhen, I have not been able to continue taking the medicine. I hope it can be cured before he recovers. It is best that the scars can be faded, otherwise there will be another lawsuit.
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Cui Weizhen didn't know that Ye Zhenzhen had something to hide. Seeing that she had misunderstood, he nodded with satisfaction and let her serve him the meal. Then the cooked soup was brought in. He drank it all in one gulp and then was stuffed.
A piece of sweet candied fruit.
He was slightly startled, chewed a few times, swallowed, and flicked a handful on Ye Zhenzhen's head, "I'm not you, how could I not want to drink the soup because it's bitter?"
Seeing that his expression softened, Ye Zhenzhen didn't care about his teasing and asked the servant to pack her things. Sleepiness swept over her. She yawned, took off her embroidered shoes and was about to go to bed to sleep for a while, when she saw
Cui Weizhen stared at her, "You haven't applied the medicine yet."
Almost forgot!
Ye Zhenzhen quickly took out the ointment from her purse, raised her arm and began to apply it. Cui Weizhen looked at the ointment that had been mostly used, his eyes darkened slightly, "Why do you carry the ointment with you? This is a secret medicine in the military, right?"
Cui Weizhen also used the same ointment, and it was given to him by General Zhu of the Yulin Army.
Ye Zhenzhen shook her hands and almost missed the mark. Fortunately, she reacted in time and found an excuse to deal with it, "These days, the Yulin Army and I have been looking for you everywhere, even in the deep mountains and wild forests. It is inevitable to get scratched on the road, so I carry ointment with me."
Just in case you need it in case of emergencies.”
The next moment, Ye Zhenzhen was hugged by Cui Weizhen. She carefully supported her body so as not to press his wound, and said worriedly: "Let me go quickly, don't let the wound open."
Cui Weizhen didn't listen, his voice was a little hoarse, "It's my fault for making you worried and scared."
Cui Weizhen is alive and well, which is a great gift to Ye Zhenzhen. Her mood has long been adjusted, and she has no emotion at the moment. After all, she does not feel that she has worked hard at all, but feels that it is natural.
Of course, she was even more fortunate that Cui Weizhen was so distracted that he would probably not remember the ointment anymore.
So she obediently changed the topic, "Fortunately, all the hardships are over, and the suffering before is nothing. By the way, I have to find a way to send a safe letter to my mother. She is very worried about you."
She didn't dare to say that Aunt Cui was ill because she was afraid that Cui Weizhen would be worried.
Even so, Cui Weizhen did not hide his worry, pursed his lips and said, "I know."
He wanted to ask Wang Zai, but after looking at Ye Zhenzhen, he didn't say anything. He knew without thinking that a mother would definitely care about her child. She couldn't bear to mention her child now, so she didn't have to.
It made her sad.
His eyes darkened and he whispered: "Zhen'er, sleep with me for a while longer."
Ye Zhenzhen responded softly: "Okay."
She helped Cui Weizhen lie down first, then lay down next to him and said, "I'm going to take a nap. If you feel any discomfort, you must call me. Otherwise, you can ask the slaves to come in and take care of you."
"Well, I understand, go to sleep now."
Ye Zhenzhen was already very sleepy and exhausted. She felt extremely at ease leaning against Cui Weizhen and soon fell into a deep sleep. However, Cui Weizhen stared at her peaceful sleeping face in trance, showing no signs of sleepiness.