Be in low spirits

I covered my face with my hands and rubbed them back and forth, thinking that maybe last night was just a dream. I laughed at myself for blacking out after just drinking two beers.

He got up and put on his clothes. He saw the cash on the bedside. Damn! Was he sold last night? But the jasmine hairpin reminded him that what happened last night really happened.

I put on my clothes, went to the hotel front desk to show my ID, and checked the surveillance footage from last night, and it was true!

Kong Zhixi went home and fell asleep on her bed. Her head was getting heavier and heavier, and then she started talking nonsense. Kong's mother got up in the morning and heard the noise. She opened the door and saw her daughter lying on the bed. She walked closer to listen to what she was saying. She sat on the edge of the bed but couldn't hear clearly. She shouted twice: "Haha? What time did you come back? What work is so busy?"

The person lying on the bed didn't respond, just mumbling something. She leaned in to listen carefully. Her hand touched her face, which was a little hot. She touched her forehead and exclaimed, "Oh, why is she having a fever? Lao Kong, hurry up and bring the thermometer. Your daughter has a fever."

Kong Jianping was making breakfast in the kitchen and didn't hear clearly, so he came out and asked, "What?"

Kong's mother came out anxiously to find the medicine box and said, "Haha, she has a fever. I don't know what time she came back last night. I'll find a thermometer to take her temperature."

"Fever? Why did you have a fever for no reason?" He walked into the room with a spatula and touched her forehead, and sure enough, she had a fever.

"Oh, your eggs are burnt. Hurry up and make your breakfast. I'll give her some antipyretic medicine later. Don't worry about it." Kong's mother drove him out of the room, shook the thermometer in her hand, and put it under her armpit.

Kong Jianping muttered in the kitchen: "Oh, I said this person would never come to the temple for no reason. If she didn't have a fever, she wouldn't come home. Oh my, I have a mama's boy."

"Okay, just say less." Kong's mother came out to wash up.

"My sister is back?" Kong Zhiting wiped her eyes, walked out of the room and put on her glasses.

"I have a high fever. I'm taking my temperature." Kong's mother replied to her in the bathroom.

"Then can I stay at home for a few days this time." Kong Zhiting went to the kitchen to take a look at the breakfast her father prepared, then took her toothbrush to the balcony to brush her teeth and wash her face.

After washing up, Kong's mother returned to her room and took out the thermometer. The temperature was 39.8 degrees. No wonder she started talking nonsense. So she quickly got her some antipyretic medicine.

The three of them gathered around the dining table to eat breakfast. Kong's mother said, "I just gave her some antipyretic medicine. She probably needs to sleep for a while. I'll call her at noon to see if her fever can be reduced."

After the three people left, only Kong Zhixi was sleeping in the room, with the phone ringing from time to time at the bedside. At about 11 o'clock in the morning, she woke up and received a call from her mother, asking her if her fever had subsided. She took a thermometer to measure her temperature, but it had not subsided, 38.6 degrees. She told her mother, "No need to come back, I'll make myself something to eat and find some antipyretic medicine."

"Then remember to take your medicine. I'll take your temperature when you get home in the evening." Kong's mother said a few words and hung up the phone.

After cooking instant noodles for herself and taking medicine, she lay back on the bed, looking at the voice messages from Captain Li on WeChat. She didn't answer any of them and was too lazy to reply. She simply muted her phone and fell asleep again.

In the evening, when Kong's mother came home from get off work, she saw her lying on the sofa, looking weak. She touched her forehead and it seemed that the fever had not subsided. She asked her if she had taken medicine at noon. She nodded. She found a thermometer for her and put it under her armpit, saying, "If it doesn't subside, you have to go to the hospital."

Kong Jianping came back from shopping and saw her dying state. He said, "Look at you. I asked you to exercise more often. You have a fever again, right?"

"Yes, yes, I was wrong. Everything I did was wrong." She was a little annoyed, and became even more annoyed when she heard what her father said.

"If you know you are wrong, you should change it. You always say this. What's the point if you don't change? Also, what kind of job is that? Are you so busy that you don't get home until midnight? I told you not to study those messed up majors, but you refused to listen. Look at you, now you are so busy..." Kong Jianping chattered in the kitchen. Kong Zhixi was too lazy to listen. She put on her shoes, closed the door with a "click", put her hands in her pocket and took a taxi to the hospital.

Kong Jianping heard the noise, came out of the kitchen, pointed at the door and said, "Hey, what's wrong with you? You got angry when I said something to you?"

Kong's mother also came out of the room and rebuked him: "I told you to stop talking, what's wrong with you? I feel sorry for you even if you don't!"

"I...how can I not feel sad? Isn't this for her own good?" He gestured in the air with the celery and went back to the kitchen to busy himself.

"You criticize her every time she has a fever. Why are you so worried? Her fever is almost 40 degrees, and you still criticize her. From childhood to adulthood, have you ever been by her side when she was sick? I tell you to say less, and you think you're right?" Kong's mother wanted to cry as she spoke.

"You didn't care when she was sick when she was a child, and you cared even less after the second child was born. Now that she's sick and clinging to me, it's all because of you. All you do is tell her to go out and look for her quickly. She has a high fever, what if she faints on the roadside?" She started shouting. Kong Jianping had no choice but to take off her apron and go out to look for her with her cell phone.

Kong Zhixi deliberately chose a hospital far away from home to register for an IV drip. She sat in a corner of the outpatient building, took out a round fan from her bag, covered her face with it, and called her childhood friend Meng Yiran to complain, crying.

Kong Jianping went to the hospital near his home but couldn't find anyone. He couldn't get through on the phone. It was only after he received a call from his wife that he learned that his daughter was receiving an IV drip in the hospital. He sent a WeChat message to her mother and rushed home again.

"I... feel like such a failure, still..." Sobbing sounds came from the corner.

"What happened? Don't cry first." The person on the other end of the phone sounded a little anxious.

"I'm sick, what should I do? I can't do anything, my life is a mess, I'm so useless..." She hid in the corner and cried, and everyone who was receiving IV drips in the outpatient building looked in her direction.

Li Li hadn't received any calls from Kong Zhixi, nor had she replied to her WeChat messages. He wanted to call Kong Zhiting to ask about her, but he felt it was a bit presumptuous. If she asked, he didn't know how to explain their relationship. In the afternoon, he went to the police station to ask Lao Liu, and he said she was on vacation. Xiao Zhao and Liu Yanjun saw that he had a dark face and didn't dare to ask anything.

In the evening, he received a notice that Mr. Zhao had died in the hospital, so he took the two of them to the hospital.

After Mr. Zhao's death, the Zhao family would probably have internal strife for a while. He sat in the lobby on the first floor of the inpatient building and sighed. Xiao Zhao and Liu Yanjun met her downstairs after understanding the situation with the attending physician.

Passing by the outpatient building, he asked the two to get in the car first while he went to the toilet. The crying in the corner attracted his attention. He walked closer and saw the round fan, and tried to call out: "Xixi?"

The man under the round fan said to the person on the phone, "Wait a minute." Then he took the phone away from his ear, and without lifting the fan, he started to curse, "Didn't you see there was someone at the seat? Xixi, I was laughing! I'm just crying for a while, what's there to see!"

Li Li took off her fan, and a big face came close to her. She was so scared that she slapped him. The needle on the back of her hand was pulled out of the vein and fell to the side of the seat. The liquid in the drip bottle fell to the ground with the needle. The nurse saw it and rushed over to ask, "What's wrong?"

Blood was oozing from the needle hole on the back of her hand. She covered her hand in pain, squatted on the ground, picked up the phone, and said to the person on the phone, "Let's not talk anymore. That's it for now." Then she hung up.

Li Li explained to the nurse: "She was mad at me. Please give her the injection again. I'm sorry." The nurse rolled her eyes at him and said: "She's already so sick, and you're still making her angry. Is there any boyfriend like you?"

Kong Zhixi stood up and wanted to explain, and Li Li apologized again: "Yes, yes, I was wrong." The nurse brought a cotton swab, treated her wound, and re-inserted the needle in her.

He sat aside and watched the whole process. He wanted to say something to her, but he couldn't understand her temper. It looked like she had just cried.

Liu Yanjun called him, he hung up and told him on WeChat: "You guys go back first, I have something to talk to your sister-in-law."

After replying to the WeChat message, he nervously touched his knees and asked, "Why didn't you answer my call?"

"I don't want to answer it." She covered her face with the fan again, not wanting to look at him or talk to him.

"Last night..." He didn't know how to start this, but he felt he had to mention it.