Picked up a crying bag

After correcting the papers, Jing Ji ordered takeaway again, this time it was a proper combination of rice and vegetables.

After the takeaway arrived, Jing Ji went to call He Shiqi.

"He Shiqi, He Shiqi." Jing Ji called out a few times.

Didn't wake up.

He stretched out his hand to pinch He Shiqi's cheek, but as soon as his fingers touched He Shiqi's skin, he felt something was wrong.

very hot.

Why is it so hot?

Only then did Jing Ji realize that He Shiqi's skin was also red, and he thought that He Shiqi was angry because he couldn't solve the problem.

He put his palm on He Shiyong's forehead, Jing Ji flexed his fingers due to the scalding heat.

Have a fever?

There are no thermometers and medicines at home.

Jing Ji has no experience in taking care of patients, so she was dumbfounded for the first moment after knowing that He Shijiu had a fever.

Then I remembered that I should buy medicine first.

He put on some clothes casually, put on a hat and planned to go out to buy medicine for He Shiyong.

When he walked into the pharmacy, doubts appeared in his heart, what medicine to buy?

"What kind of medicine to buy?" The clerk simply asked Jing Ji's confusion.

"Fever reducer." Jing Ji tugged at the brim of her hat.

"Is the patient's fever serious?" asked the clerk.

"Uh... a little bit, the forehead is very hot, people can't wake up." Jing Ji said.

"Well, I'll get you a good fever-reducing medicine first, and if the patient can't get rid of it within six hours after taking it, you can take him to the hospital immediately." The clerk thought for a while and said.

"Okay." Jing Ji nodded: "I still want a thermometer, uh, besides antipyretics, is there anything else that can reduce fever? I remember that there is something to stick on the forehead?"

Jing Ji embarrassedly described what she saw on TV.

In fact, he seldom gets sick, and when he gets sick, a lot of people surround him to take care of him, so his knowledge of what to do after getting sick is basically zero.

When she finally left the pharmacy, Jing Ji was carrying a big bag of things.

In addition to the things needed to reduce the fever, he also bought all the things that were missing at home, such as alcohol, iodophor, and band-aids.

After returning home, Jing Ji first poured a glass of water and adjusted a pack of granules, then broke out a few small white balls and two capsules, intending for He Shiqi to swallow them with the granules.

"He Shike, He Shike." Jing Ji patted him lightly, deeply afraid that she would do something to the patient.

Feeling someone calling him, He Shiyong's eyelids trembled slightly, and he tried hard to open his heavy eyes.

But I'm really tired, I don't want to open it.

No, Jing Ji is calling herself.

Jing Ji yelled several times in succession, and He Shiyong answered in a daze.

"En." He Shiyong looked at the person in front of him with half-closed eyes.

"Come on, take the cup and take the medicine." Jing Ji said.

He Shiqi's mind was spinning very slowly, what to take?Take a cup?where is the cup

His eyeballs moved slightly, and he saw the cup in Jing Ji's hand, which was in Jing Ji's hand.

He raised his arm feebly, wanting to pick it up.

But in Jing Ji's eyes, the movement of his arm was just a movement of his fingers.

It was only then that Jing Ji realized that she was actually asking an unconscious person to take a cup.

I'm afraid I'm not sick.

After reacting, he directly took He Shiyong into his arms and said, "Forget it, I'll feed you, remember to swallow."

He hugged He Shiyong and fed the medicine in his hand into He Shiyong's mouth.

He Shiqi stuck out his tongue and licked it, the soft flesh slid across Jing Ji's palm.

He reacted for a few seconds before muttering, "Bitter, it's bitter." He puffed up his cheeks and planned to spit it out.

"Don't vomit!" Seeing that He Shiyong wanted to spit out the medicine, Jing Ji's voice became a little louder.

He didn't even have time to wipe off the water in his palm, and directly held the cup to He Shiyong's mouth, "This is sweet, drink this."

"Hmm." He Shiyong was forced to take a sip, but he still didn't swallow it but wrapped it in his mouth, like a little goldfish.

He started to cry, big and big teardrops ran across his flushed cheeks, and he didn't know what to say in his mouth.

"Swallow it, don't keep it in your mouth." Seeing He Shiyong start to cry, Jing Ji was a little flustered.

He has never taken care of others, let alone fed medicine, and now he feels even more anxious when people cry.

He Shiyong swallowed the medicine in his mouth while crying, there was no way for Jing Ji to growl so fiercely.

After swallowing the medicine, He Shiqie immediately said, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow, i'm not feeling well." His voice was much clearer.

He rubbed his neck with one hand.

He felt that there was something in it, and it couldn't go up or down, "There's something in his throat, it's deceptive, it doesn't taste good at all."

have something?

It shouldn't be, isn't the medicine swallowed?

Jing Ji patted He Shike's back and said, "Drink more water, drink more water, it's okay, let's finish the medicine first."

After half coercing and coaxing He Shiyi to drink the granule, Jing Ji seemed to have completed some big task, and said with emotion: "Finally, I have finished the medicine."

But here He Shiqi quit, he was obviously suffering so much, and he was forced to eat some strange things, how could this be possible.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu>

He said while tugging at Jing Ji's clothes.

Even though he is not awake, he has a lot of strength to pull his clothes.

"Don't eat, don't eat." The last thing Jing Ji could do was cry.

"Liar! It's bitter." He Shiyong continued to talk nonsense.

"Neither bitter nor bitter, sweet." Jing Ji coaxed.

He Shiqi kept tossing and crying until he was tired from crying, and then fell asleep again in a daze.

"Huh." Seeing that He Shiqi finally fell asleep, Jing Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

As he pulled his clothes to breathe, he wondered why sick people were so troubled, and he was covered in a thin layer of sweat.

After resting for a while, Jing Ji wrapped the blanket around He Shiyong's body, and put a fever-reducing sticker on him by the way.

The cold anti-fever stickers provoked He Shiyi to say something in a low voice, Jing Ji froze, and only relaxed when he saw that He Shiyi hadn't responded.

He was so scared that he thought that He Shiqi was going to wake up again.

After finishing all this, he ate in silence. The food was already cold, but he didn't bother to reheat it.

I took a few mouthfuls of the cold food and didn't eat after feeling that my stomach was not so empty.

He went to tidy up the guest bedroom, seeing that He Shiji was going to sleep in his place tonight.

After tidying up the bedroom, Jing Ji glanced at the time, it was 45:[-].

About the time.

He took a short breath, adjusted his breathing, then opened the door and walked outside.

Just after opening the door, Jing Ji looked strangely at the man who had just disappeared around the corner of the stairs, "Huh?" That man seemed to be the one who almost bumped into him and He Shiyi before.

Is it a resident here?

But the two times I saw him, he went out at night.

Jing Ji shook his head, didn't think too much, and knocked on the door next door.

"I tell you to leave quickly." He Ya's hoarse voice came from the door.

The question marks in Jing Ji's heart that hadn't disappeared rose again, talking to him?

The next second the door was opened.

"Hello, Auntie." Jing Ji said politely.

Seeing the person outside the door, He Ya paused impatiently, as if she didn't expect it to be Jing Ji.

But she quickly asked calmly, "Hi, what's the matter?"

"That aunt, can He Shiyong stay at my house for one night?"

Jing Ji didn't know whether he should tell the person in front of him about He Shiji's illness.

But since the last time this person was able to slap his son in front of outsiders, Jing Ji felt that the relationship between the two of them must not be good.

Let's wait for He Shiqi to finish talking.

"Our two families are close, so for sure..." Jing Ji was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Your house?" He Ya looked Jing Ji up and down.

He Ya's eyes gave Jing Ji a bad feeling, as if she was weighing something in her heart.

Jing Ji frowned, Ren He Ya looked at her.

"Okay." He Ya lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and said inexplicably, "Be careful."

After she finished speaking, she closed the door with a bang.

Jing Ji: "???"

In an instant, Jing Ji's anger surged up.

Strange looks and strange words, plus unceremonious closing of the door.

Everything irritated Jing Ji, helping you take care of your son and being treated like a grandson, he punched the wall next to him with a bang.

The entire corridor was shaken.

Standing in the corridor, Jing Ji took a few breaths, forcibly suppressed the unhappiness in her heart and returned to her home.

After he was upset, he naturally became less friendly towards He Shiqi.

He didn't care if He Shiyong was still sick or not, he just grabbed He Shiyong by the collar and dragged him to the guest bedroom.

He really used the procrastination method, and he didn't care about He Shiqi's feelings at all.

He Shiyi simply didn't wake up after being dragged onto the bed like this.

After throwing He Shiyong on the bed, Jing Ji left him alone.

He went straight into the bathroom and flushed the cold water.

He urgently needs to calm down now, and he must calm down.

He actually has a problem, he can't control his temper.

Once he can't control it, it's easy to make some aggressive moves.

Putting his head against the wall, he let the cold water pour over his body. After his heart really cooled down from the inside out, Jing Ji began to take a serious bath.

The foam slid across the back of his hand, and Jing Ji looked at the back of his hand.

Yes, the alcohol I just bought can be used.

A piece of skin had been worn off the back of his hand, but it didn't look serious.

After taking a shower, Jing Ji sat next to the sofa again.

The alcohol he bought has a spray head, just spray it directly on the wound a few times.

It doesn't hurt...in fact, the more it hurts, the more I get used to it.

After he finished, he didn't move, but put on his glasses and finished correcting He Shiyong's Chinese paper first.

Just took the mobile phone and prepared to play the game.

This time he ordered to eat chicken.

After entering, I started ranking without much hesitation.

There were a total of 98 people in this round. After landing, he picked up a gun and shot to the side.

Hey, hey, hey.

The sound effect came from the phone, Jing Ji lowered her eyes and stared at the screen seriously.

He was lucky, and picked up a handful of M24 when he landed, but there are also many people who landed here.

Jing Ji hid while fighting, leaning against the container.

He killed three people, but his blood volume was over half. He hid in the corner of the container and sprayed himself with medicine.

When the medicine progress bar was almost full, Jing Ji heard footsteps.

That voice, stop after two steps, stop after two steps, is obviously extremely obscene.

Although that person was very close to Jing Ji, Jing Ji still didn't give up the medicine.

Just when Jing Jikan was full of blood, the figure of that person appeared beside the container, but that person was behind his back.

He didn't see Jing Ji for the first time!

A smile leaked from the corner of Jing Ji's mouth, and he unceremoniously lifted the M24 to him.

Hey, hey, hey.

The eagle jumped out of the upper right corner to catch the chick and killed sweucb with M24

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The author has something to say: Jing Ji: Really troublesome.

By the way, I forgot to say that He Shiqi is not a weak attack, hehe, he will grow up later.