Noble wife

"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult. Pregnant women can't be treated with medicine. Now that the fetus is unstable, they dare not take medicine casually." The doctor shook his head with a very helpless face.

Looking at Zhong Ziqi who was lying on the bed without blood, Bo Chou felt distressed and felt more and more guilty: "Go and find a way! Nothing will happen to Zhong Ziqi. If something happens to her, you will also be the family doctor." Don't be it."

He lay beside Zhong Ziqi's bed, stroked Zhong Ziqi's forehead with his hand, and murmured: "Ziqi, wake up soon, I have to explain to you clearly, things are really not what you think." .”

Even he himself didn't feel it, two lines of warm liquid flowed across his cheeks and landed on Zhong Ziqi's hand. Zhong Ziqi, who was in a coma, seemed to feel it, and his fingers moved slightly.

"Ziqi! Ziqi! Are you awake?" Bo Chou felt Zhong Ziqi's slight movement, and he hurriedly stood up, wanting to explain to her immediately after Zhong Ziqi left.

After waiting for a few minutes in ecstasy, he found that Zhong Ziqi had no tendency to wake up.

"Ziqi? Ziqi?" Can you hear it?The only one who answered him was Zhong Ziqi, who was lying on the bed with a pale complexion and eyes closed unconsciously.

"Let's take medicine, the child doesn't need it, Zhong Ziqi must be fine." Fu Yu suddenly fell into despair now.

At this time, Zhong Ziqi woke up in a daze. She seemed to hear in a dream that someone was trying to harm her child.

She is so tired now that she can't even open her eyes, but the instinct of maternal love wakes her up a little bit.

At this time, the doctor agreed after hearing Bo Chou's words: "Then I'll prescribe some medicine for my wife, and the dose is smaller, but I don't know if the child can take it."

"No, you can't use medicine." Zhong Ziqi's voice was so weak that it could hardly be heard.

Seeing that Zhong Ziqi didn't open his eyes but was still murmuring, Su Ranran hurried to Zhong Ziqi's side: "Ziqi, Ziqi, what are you talking about, can you say it again?"

"Ziqi, Ziqi, wake up, I'm Bo Chou, I still want to explain to you." Bo Chou continued to kneel beside the bed, hoping that Zhong Ziqi would wake up.

"Ranran, Ranran, go and cook pork belly soup and add pepper." Zhong Ziqi is struggling to speak now, his face is pale, and his body temperature is abnormally high.

"Ziqi, what are you talking about? Ziqi? Say it again." Su Ranran didn't hear what Zhong Ziqi was saying.

"Pork belly soup, add pepper, go quickly, I don't want to take medicine." Su Ranran heard what Zhong Ziqi said clearly, and then stood up to help Zhong Ziqi cook.

After thinking about it, he turned around and said, "Don't give her medicine, I'll make pork belly soup for her."

At this time, the doctor heard this, patted his forehead, and said, "Oh, how did I forget this!"

Bo Chou obviously didn't know anything, and asked, "What's going on? Do you want to take medicine?"

"What kind of medicine do you use? Hurry up and make pork belly soup for her." The doctor hurriedly asked Su Ranran to follow Zhong Ziqi's instructions.

"What are you cooking pork belly soup for?" Bo Chou was too anxious to think about it now, he just wanted Zhong Ziqi to get up quickly.

"Madam is very smart. This pork belly soup with pepper can dispel the cold and help Madam cool down." At this time, the doctor only praised Zhong Ziqi for being very smart, and then explained it to Bo Chou.

"Can she stop taking the medicine now?" After Bo Chou calmed down, he realized that the doctor hadn't taken the medicine yet.

He looked at Zhong Ziqi lying on the bed, full of self-blame, all blamed himself, if he could clearly reject Xu Yan earlier, maybe things would not be like this now.

"Drink the pork belly soup, and then you don't need any medicine, but you have to observe and observe." The doctor looked at Zhong Ziqi who was lying on the bed, and his heart ached for a while. He was still alive and kicking in the morning, but he couldn't move in bed at night. .

Now Bo Chou knelt by the bed again: "Ziqi, wake up, things are really not what you see."

Although he knew that the current Zhong Ziqi couldn't hear her, and even could hear her, but he didn't want to talk to him, and he was still confessing over and over again.

"Ziqi, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really have nothing to do with Xu Yan, that ring is for you." Bo Chou repeated this sentence over and over again.

Zhong Ziqi frowned, and Bo Chou gently reached out his hand: "Ziqi, is there something wrong with you?"

There was still no response, but Zhong Ziqi's body temperature told him that she had a serious fever now.

He panicked all of a sudden: "Zhong Ziqi, I'll call Ranran, you will be fine."

He took out his phone: "Hey, Ranran, are you finished now? Ziqi's body temperature is still rising." His voice was trembling uncontrollably when he said this.

"Hurry up, hurry up, wipe her body first, so that she can feel better." Su Ranran was frantically making soup in the kitchen, and became even more frightened after hearing the news.

Bo Chou went to get some water, then took a towel, soaked it in the water, and slowly applied it on Zhong Ziqi's forehead.

"Ziqi, it's all my fault. I will definitely tell you everything I'm going to do in the future, and I won't prepare any surprises for you."

Lying on the bed, Zhong Ziqi's face turned from pale to flushed with burnt cheeks. She tried very hard to open her eyes, but her headache was so severe that she couldn't open them.

"Bo Chou, hurry up, I've made it, give it to Ziqi." Su Ranran ran into the bedroom with the soup.

"Help her up quickly, and I'll feed her." Su Ranran poured out the soup, blew on it, and handed it to Zhong Ziqi's lips when it was no longer hot. Zhong Ziqi, with chapped lips, seemed to feel it. like water.

He began to drink slowly by himself. Seeing this, Bo Chou and Su Ranran smiled: "Ziqi, he will be fine soon. There is no medicine, the child will be fine."

Zhong Ziqi opened his eyes a little, and saw two very vague figures in front of him, who were very familiar, but couldn't remember them for a while.

"Ziqi, I'll finish it soon." Seeing that the soup in the bowl had bottomed out, Su Ranran felt happier.

Bo Chou carefully supported Zhong Ziqi from behind, Zhong Ziqi didn't want to drink anymore after drinking a bowl, and rubbed against this familiar embrace twice.

"Zi Qi, I'm Bo Chou, can you wake up quickly? I want to tell you so many things." Bo Chou said softly.

At this time, after the doctor came in: "I'll ask my aunt to prepare the quilt, and the sweat should get better sooner."

"Okay, go quickly." Bo Chou slowly put Zhong Ziqi on the bed: "Be good, wait for me to explain to you, do you hear me?"