Lu Xining was unwilling to leave, and Jin Shaoheng had no choice but to tie her up forcefully. In the end, he had to give up temporarily.
After Lu Xining received the intravenous drip, his condition improved a lot.
Jin Shaoheng wanted her to lie down in the ward for a while, but after Jin Muxi woke up, he didn't stay in his ward and kept wandering around Lu Xining.
She still couldn't rest well, so she had to ask Jiang Cheng to send her back.
Lu Xining did not go home, but went to the studio.
"You look very bad. We are not this busy." Lin Zhiyi wandered in.
"Just think that I can't sit still." Lu Xining said.
"Auntie is here?" Lin Zhiyi crossed her desk and approached her and asked.
"Is it so obvious?" Lu Xining subconsciously touched his face.
"What happened every time that I didn't remember?" Lin Zhiyi put the cup in her hand and withdrew.
Lu Xining took a look and saw that it was brown sugar water, and said, "Thank you."
"Come on." Lin Zhiyi walked out the door.
When she got off work, Lin Zhiyi insisted on going home with her to stay one night and pick up some things.
This was her home, and Lu Xining felt embarrassed.
When she was at work the next day, Lin Zhiyi ran over and said that her mother had introduced a Chinese medicine doctor and asked her to take Lu Xining to see him.
"No, I'm much better after the intravenous drip yesterday." Lu Xining refused.
"Take care of yourself. It's not a solution to the pain every month." Lin Zhiyi took her bag and pulled her out without explanation.
The two bosses skipped work at the same time and drove for a long time to a traditional Chinese medicine clinic.
It is said that there are many people queuing up to practice the medical skills passed down from our ancestors. It took about an hour or so before it was finally their turn.
The doctor took Lu Xining's pulse and looked at his tongue coating and eyes. The symptoms he said were exactly the same as Lu Xining's dysmenorrhea symptoms, so she believed it a little.
"Is it serious?" Lin Zhiyi stepped forward and asked.
The Chinese medicine doctor used a lot of terminology, which was more difficult to understand than Western medicine, and then said: "Prescribe medicine for half a month first, and then come back for a follow-up consultation after finishing it."
After saying that, he took a brush and wrote out a page of prescriptions and asked them to go outside to get the medicine.
When he came out, Lu Xining looked at the big bag of herbs in his hand and felt his head tremble.
"40 to 60 minutes?" When she saw the frying time, she became even more resistant.
"What are you doing? Sisters are not doing it for your own good." Lin Zhiyi advised.
"Ms. Lin, do you know the working hours of our studio? Should I fry it in the morning or in the evening?"
Lu Xining wasn't lazy, he just didn't have the inclination.
"Okay, okay, leave it to me." Lin Zhiyi directly took her medicine into his hand.
Lu Xining looked at her suspiciously.
"You forgot that I live at home now. I can leave it to the nanny to fry and then bring it to the studio for you." Lin Zhiyi said.
"Forget it, I'll do it myself." She didn't want to bother going to Lin Zhiyi's house.
"Why are you being polite to me? Anyway, she has to get up early every day to boil medicine for my mother." Lin Zhiyi insisted, for fear of tiring her.
After some back and forth, Lu Xining finally compromised.
The next day, Lin Zhiyi brought her the cooked medicine, which was still hot.
"Thank you." Lu Xining said.
Lin Zhiyi did not leave, but sat down and looked at her.
"What for?" Lu Xining looked at her confused.
"I will supervise you to finish drinking," Lin Zhiyi said.
"Can I still fall?" Lu Xining thought she was naive.
Lin Zhiyi said nothing and had no intention of leaving.
Lu Xining had no choice but to open the lid in front of her, and the bitter herbal smell wafted out instantly.
Lu Xining had never been hypocritical about enduring hardships, but this time she suddenly flinched when she saw the medicinal juice that was unclear whether it was green or black, and finally understood why Lin Zhiyi wanted to watch her drink it.
"Can I not drink?" She tried to discuss with "supervisor" Lin Zhiyi.
"My aunt has been frying it for more than an hour, can you bear it?" Lin Zhiyi asked.
There was no room for negotiation, so Lu Xining had no choice but to bring the cup to his mouth and drink the concoction. It was really bitter, and the taste was even more unacceptable.
She held her nose and drank it in one breath, almost choking.
Lin Zhiyi quickly handed her water to rinse her mouth, and stuffed a piece of chocolate into her mouth, saying, "Good medicine is bitter, so bear with it."
"The service is so attentive?" Lu Xining looked at her in surprise.
"must."
Lin Zhiyi took away the cups containing Chinese medicine to see if the attitude would come back tomorrow.
Lu Xining couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the half-month dosage prescribed by Chinese medicine.
The next day, in order to avoid taking medicine, Lu Xining deliberately made appointments with several clients and arrived at the studio just before get off work.
Lin Qingyue came over immediately, gave her some warm Chinese medicine, and watched her drink it before leaving.
Five days passed, and underneath the seemingly calm surface of the business district, there was already a turmoil.
Lu Xining had not yet received Meng Wanyang's appraisal results, and felt slightly uneasy.
Is there anything wrong with her? Or did she meet Li Jinghuan?
"Well, it's time to take the medicine." Lin Qingyue appeared on time.
"Can we drink it later?" She was really not in the mood.
"No, the doctor said you must drink at this time, otherwise you will get sick." Lin Zhiyi refused to give in.
"Zhiyi, why are you so concerned about me drinking medicine?" Lu Xining looked at her suspiciously.
She cares about herself, which is normal, but she is not a patient person.
With her temperament, the best she can do is to bring her boiled medicine every day. She is not a child.
"I care about you." Lin Zhiyi said, but he looked away from her with guilty conscience.
Lu Xining said nothing, just looked at her.
Under her gaze, Lin Zhiyi couldn't resist, so she simply said: "I was entrusted by my brother."
Lu Xining's expression was a little surprised, but he quickly thought of something.
"So your mother didn't ask you to take me to see the Chinese medicine doctor?"
Lin Zhiyi nodded honestly.
Lu Xining was silent for a while, then suddenly picked up the cup of medicine and stood up and walked out.
"Where are you going?" Lin Zhiyi was startled.
Lu Xining didn't answer, she drove to the hospital.
It wasn't until I looked at the inpatient department building that I calmed down a little and took the elevator up.
Jin Muxi is still sleeping, but her condition is good and she will be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon.
"Mu Xi is fine. Just take care of your own health. There's no need to run around." Jin Shaoheng said.
"It doesn't matter, I'm much better after taking the medicine." Lu Xining said, sitting down and putting the cup on the table.
Jin Shaoheng glanced at the cup and felt that she was doing it deliberately.
Lu Xining opened the medicine in front of him and poured out a dark bowl.
Jin Shaoheng frowned: "Does it taste bad?"
"Don't you know?" Lu Xining looked at him and asked.
"What?" Jin Shaoheng asked.
"Reward me with a piece of chocolate after drinking every day. Mr. Jin is really attentive." Lu Xining pointed out directly.
Jin Shaoheng's determination was very good, and even if he was exposed, there would not be too much embarrassment.
"Why don't you leave your name when you do good deeds?" Lu Xining asked.
"This kind of thing is more convenient between girls." Isn't Lin Zhiyi her good friend?
"Don't you mean you respect my choice? Why are you so nice to me?" Lu Xining asked.
"Do you want the pain to continue?" He avoided the important and took the easy way out.
"Do you know why I have this problem?" Lu Xining asked.
Jin Shaoheng frowned, of course he knew. But "he" told her that this topic was too private.
Lu Xining continued: "I also once had a child——"
"Lu Xining." He didn't want her to expose her own scars again.
Lu Xining looked at him who was agitated, but he seemed much calmer: "Oh, yes, you should know - he is dead."
The words "he died" made Young Master Jin's heart hurt so much that she didn't want her to continue talking.
"Lu Xining..."
But she continued: "When I gave birth to him, I was dragged down from the third floor by a woman named Lin Qingyue."
"It's a miracle that we two pregnant women are alive, not to mention the baby. But apart from dysmenorrhea, I really don't have any other problems."
"Stop talking." These words seemed to pull Jin Shaoheng back to the past, and he couldn't bear it.
"But I want to tell you that these are all caused by Jin Shaoheng. I hated him, but in the end I forgave him.
Many people will think I am inexplicable, but I just can’t reconcile myself to it. I think I have loved him for so long, and I also want to enjoy the feeling of being pampered by him."
"Lu Xining, I don't want to hear this." Jin Shaoheng seemed to be trying his best to control his emotions.
Guilty? Jealous?
Lu Xining still couldn't understand him, so she continued to ask tentatively: "But these are not your fault, you don't have to be so nice to me."
Mr. Jin didn't answer. When he suddenly stood up, his body was shaking a little. But he continued to walk out the door, as if he was escaping from something.
"Jin Shaoheng." Lu Xining suddenly shouted to him.