Chapter 508 Li Zijie, give it to me
Chapter 508 Li Zijie, give it to me
Beichen Yuqing paused for a moment, glanced in front of her, and only later did she realize that she had gone the wrong way.
Turn around immediately and go in the right direction.
Infirmary.
The doctor was still taking ice packs to cool Xiao Chuchu down.
Suddenly feeling a strong coercion, turned around, quickly got up and shouted respectfully, "Master."
Beichen Yuqing ignored it directly, and stared straight at Xiao Chuchu.
"neat!"
He grabbed her cold hand and looked at her pale face.
Her eyes were closed, the corners of her eyes were slightly moist, and her eyelashes were sticky together due to tears.
Beichen Yuqing raised his other hand to touch her cheek, the scorching heat made his hand retract slightly subconsciously.
"Why is it so hot?" His deep eyes shot at the doctor.
The doctor was startled, and then explained the reason for Xiao Chuchu's fever.
Beichen Yuqing frowned deeply.
His eyes secretly revealed a look of self-blame.
My mood is also heavy.
What did he do just now? !
She was given abortion pills, so she was so frightened that she developed a high fever.
But that medicine is actually a vitamin.
"Wake up, Chuchu, is it abortion pills? It's just vitamins. The baby is still there. Did you hear that? Wake up when you hear it!"
Beichen Yuqing seemed to shake her awake, but she didn't dare to do so, for fear that a loss of strength would break her.
He had her carried from the infirmary to the master bedroom.
After dismissing everyone, he took an ice pack to cool her down.
But the temperature couldn't drop no matter what, Beichen Yuqing became anxious and kept whispering comforting words in her ear.
Said that her child would not be aborted, and told her not to be afraid.
He didn't know if she could hear her, but he felt that her subconscious still existed, so he kept comforting her so that she could relax and wake up as soon as possible.
After cooling her down for an hour, he picked up the electronic thermometer and took her temperature again.
Lower it a bit, but still burn.
Another two hours followed.
It dropped a lot, and it was almost back to normal body temperature.
At this moment, the sky outside the window is already completely dark, and to be precise, it will be dawn in a while.
Beichen Yuqing applied an ice pack to her for another quarter of an hour, then took her temperature again, and it was normal.
There was joy in his eyes, he exhaled lightly, and said to himself, "Finally, it doesn't burn."
Beichen Yuqing put down the ice pack, lifted the quilt on the other side, got in and hugged her.
She rubbed her face against the top of her head, and pressed her lips next to her ear, "It's okay, it's okay."
Beichen Yuqing hugged her tightly. He didn't sleep for a while, and her body temperature only dropped, and it may rise again at any time before it stabilizes.
No, the problem he was worried about happened, and the temperature rose again shortly after it dropped.
His heart tightened and he called the doctor.
The doctor recommends wiping the body with alcohol or warm water, which will expand the blood vessels of the skin and help dissipate heat.
Beichen Yuqing followed suit, and these two cooling methods seemed to be quite effective, her body temperature dropped quickly, and Xiao Chuchu seemed to be about to wake up.
The mouth has been raving about something, and the feet are disobedient and staring at the quilt.
"neat?"
"..."
"neat?"
Beichen Yuqing put her ear close to her mouth to hear what she was saying, but unfortunately she couldn't hear anything clearly.
He guessed maybe he was talking in his sleep.
When he wanted to continue scrubbing her, she raised her voice and said, "Li Zijie, give me x&%#@!"
Beichen Yuqing's blue pupils constricted, she stood up abruptly, her resolute jaw tightened.
What is this dead woman talking about!
Let Li Zijie give it to her?
What to give her?
What kind of dream was she having? There was Li Zijie in the dream!
What are the two of them doing?
What to do to make her say 'gimme'!
Beichen Yuqing stared at Xiao Chuchu, she was still staring at the quilt.
Seeing her move, his eyes were full of murderous intent.
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