Watching Brother Zhang, Sister Zhang and the others disappear in the rain and mist, Xuewei recovered from her daze for a while and slowly turned around and walked into the house.
Guan Qiyou was lying on the bed with his eyes tightly closed. His eyelashes were long and dense. Under the light, his face was slightly red and his thick eyebrows were furrowed, as if he was sleeping uneasily. On the table next to him, Mrs. Zhang was burning.
The good ginger soup is steaming, and the air is filled with the strong smell of ginger.
Xuewei walked to the bedside, patted Guan Qiyou's exposed arm, and called him softly, "Guan Qiyou... Guan Qiyou, are you okay? Wake up and drink the ginger soup, okay?"
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Guan Qiyou's only reaction to Xuewei's call was to tighten her eyebrows, as if she heard it, but couldn't wake up, looking very uncomfortable.
Xuewei hesitated for a moment, then picked up the bowl, scooped out a spoonful of ginger soup, brought it to Guan Qiyou's lips, and slowly fed it into his mouth. However, Guan Qiyou didn't seem to cooperate at all.
The thin lips were pushed open by the spoon, but the jaws were tightly closed. No matter how hard Xuewei tried, the spoon could not enter her mouth, and the soup suddenly overflowed from the corner of her mouth. A full spoonful of ginger soup,
Not only did she not drink it, but it all flowed out, flowing along Guan Qiyou's cheek and towards his neck and ear sockets. Xuewei quickly put down the bowl and picked up a towel to wipe it for him.
After feeding another spoonful, the result was still the same. Seeing that spoonful after spoonful of ginger soup was fed, but not much was drunk, it all flowed out, Xuewei was very anxious.
What should I do? The ginger soup is almost cold, and this is not the way to go. Xuewei looked at Guan Qiyou's closed eyes and ran out of ideas for a moment.
Suddenly, a flash occurred in her mind, and a familiar scene appeared before her eyes. She remembered how Guan Qiyou had given her the medicine when she fell into the water and had a fever. But, could it be that she had to use that medicine too?
How to feed him ginger soup? When she thought of such an action, Xuewei's heart beat faster subconsciously, and her cheeks turned red.
Xuewei frowned slightly, bit her lip tightly, looked at Guan Qiyou, and then at the ginger soup in her hand. There was really no other way at the moment. Xuewei was cruel and took a sip.
Jiang Tang, closed his eyes and pressed towards Guan Qiyou's lips.
Xuewei's movements were very gentle. She carefully and gently covered Guan Qiyou's lips, moistened her soft tongue, opened his thin lips, and then pressed in against his closed teeth.
Maybe it was the familiar feeling that he had been longing for for a long time, or maybe it was Xuewei's extremely gentle way. Somehow, Guan Qiyou opened his mouth obediently, and then Xuewei also opened her mouth, and the ginger soup suddenly
Pushed it into his mouth and drank it. At that moment, Xuewei breathed a deep sigh of relief and finally fed it in. Then, she immediately used the same method again, feeding the entire bowl of ginger soup one bite at a time.
Got in.
When they finished feeding the last mouthful, both Xuewei and Guan Qiyou's lips looked a little red. Their lips and teeth were close to each other and rubbed against each other, so it was inevitable that they would be a little red and swollen. Xuewei pursed her lips, picked up a towel, and helped Guan Qiyou wipe off her lips.
The soup was stained, and he tucked the quilt for him, then sat by the bed and watched over him.
In fact, late at night, Xuewei's body also felt tired. However, Guan Qiyou was caught in the rain and was still in a coma. Although she drank ginger soup, Xuewei was very worried, so she cheered up.