sick wife

evening.

Feng Xin had a fever, and she thought that what she ate today was too hot, so she made a cup of herbal tea to reduce the fever, and made a cup for Shang Congshu.

It didn't help, Feng Xin still had a fever of 39 degrees, she took antipyretics, rubbed alcohol on the aorta, armpits, and neck fossa, and at the same time physically lowered the temperature.

Shang Congshu was lying on the bedside, staring at Feng Xin intently, and muffled, "Ah Xin is sick..."

She covered Feng Xin with two thick quilts, touched Feng Xin's hot forehead, and took the quilts away again, but it was winter, Feng Xin said she would sleep with a quilt.

She fell into a situation where she couldn't make a choice, whether she wanted to cover Feng Xin with a quilt, and hesitated in this matter.

Feng Xin was lying on the bed, except that her limbs were weak and her head was dizzy and sinking, she was fine. Seeing Shang Congshu's bewildered look, she comforted him in turn.

"Go watch TV, I'll be fine after a while." Her voice was slightly hoarse and pale, almost buried by her heavy breathing.

Shang Congshu shook his head, lying beside Fengxin, refusing to leave.

Feng Xin didn't feel uncomfortable with the cold immediately, she held Shang Congshu and put it on her body, but she teased in a good mood, "Sorry, I can't play little bells with you anymore."

The fever lasted for four hours before cooling down.

Feng Xin fell into a deep sleep, and was awakened by Shang Congshu Huang in the middle of the night. She struggled to open her eyes, and the woman in front of her switched between blurred and clear.

Seeing Shang Congshu crying, she wanted to raise her hand to touch Shang Congshu's hair, but she couldn't use the strength.

Shang Congshu hugged her, not knowing what to do, sobbing helplessly, "Ah Xin, you are so hot...your body is so hot..."

It was terribly hot, his whole body was scalding hot, holding Feng Xin was like hugging a stove.

Feng Xin had a fever again, and it didn't take long for the fever to subside, and it recurred.

At first, she thought that taking medicine would relieve her, but Feng Xin didn't expect the cold to be so violent. She struggled to sit up from the bed, and the sticker maker Cong Shu cried into the face of a little cat.

Weakly said: "I'll go to the hospital to have a look, and I'll be home later."

Shang Congshu, who is usually noisy, didn't bother Feng Xin this time. She also seemed to know that only by going to the hospital can she recover. She didn't want Feng Xin to get sick.

Shang Congshu nodded obediently.

After receiving a response, Feng Xin touched the phone and called Tong Huai. It was already late at night, and Tong Huai should be sleeping without exception. It took a while before the call was connected.

Over there was Tong Huai's vague and sleepy voice.

Feng Xin was embarrassed, "Xiao Huai, I'm not feeling well, is it convenient for you to come over and accompany me to the hospital now?"

Tong Huai didn't ask any further questions, and hung up the phone after asking Feng Xin to wait.

Fifteen minutes later, Tong Huai drove downstairs, but she didn't go upstairs, and called Feng Xin back when she got to the door.

Feng Xin and Shang Congshu explained in detail where they were going, what they were going to do, and when they would be back.

"Don't cry, wait until I get home." She wiped the tears off Shang Congshu's face with her thumb.

After changing her clothes and going downstairs, when she opened the door, she saw Tong Huai who was leaning on the hood of the car waiting for her. Guessing that there was a cold wind blowing for a while, her nose turned red from the cold.

Fengxin owes her best friend a little bit. Tong Huai helped her a lot during her most difficult time, but Shang Congshu didn't like Tong Huai, and he didn't even let Tong Huai in at home.

They have been best friends for decades, and Tong Huai has never stepped into Fengxin's house.

Seeing Feng Xin, Tong Huai opened the car door and asked worriedly, "What's uncomfortable?"

In my impression, it was the first time that Fengxin asked her in the middle of the night.

Feng Xin sat in the passenger seat, fastened her seat belt, "It might be a viral cold, it didn't come down after taking antipyretics."

Tong Huai drove to the Municipal People's Hospital, and couldn't help frowning, "Why didn't you go to the hospital earlier? After dragging on for most of the night, what should I do if I burn out my brain?"

The one in Fengxin's family can't take care of others, so how can it be done if the fire continues like this.

Hearing this, Feng Xin just smiled and listened quietly to Tong Huai's concern for her.

When they arrived at the hospital, they registered and went to the general internal medicine department.

The doctor on duty tonight is very young and doesn't seem to have much qualifications. Tong Huai wanted to change doctors, but Feng Xin stopped him with his eyes.

The doctor took a heat probe and asked Feng Xin to put it under his armpit. After waiting for 5 minutes, he asked Feng Xin's name and age, and took note of the patient's information.

After 5 minutes, after confirming the degree of Fengxin's fever, the doctor began to look at Fengxin's throat with a flashlight.

When the flashlight shined on Feng Xin's eyes, the doctor's expression changed slightly.

"You can get a fever-reducing injection first tonight." The doctor said, and then suggested with a sigh, "Tomorrow, I will go to the liver disease specialist for a special examination. Your eyes are a little yellow in the conjunctiva, so don't delay."

Tong Huai couldn't sit still anymore, "You read that right, my friend has a physical examination every year, she just has a fever, you want her to see a specialist in liver disease?"

The doctor originally made a suggestion, but he said it very euphemistically, "Generally, early liver disease has no obvious symptoms, and when it is discovered, most of them are... It's okay, it's best."

The physical examination also depends on what type of physical examination it is. If you have not done a liver and gallbladder color ultrasound, you may not be able to find it.

He asked carefully, "Apart from fever, do you have any discomfort?"

Doctors cannot induce patients to talk about their condition, as it is easy to make wrong judgments for patients, and they can only let patients speak for themselves.

In order not to put too much pressure on the patient, the doctor is also very conservative in his words. Once the disease has obvious symptoms, it is mostly in the middle and late stages.

It may also be accompanied by bleeding gums, epigastric distension, fever, and edema.

Feng Xin's face was pale, and she shook her head in a daze.

The doctor saw at a glance that Feng Xin was lying, so he didn't ask any more questions, but just persuaded, "Don't delay, go for a checkup tomorrow."

After taking antipyretic injections and prescribed medicine, Tong Huai couldn't hold back his anger on the way back, and complained to Feng Xin, "Don't think about it, that doctor is so young, he doesn't have much experience at first sight, just open his mouth, don't scare yourself."

Feng Xin raised the corners of her lips far-fetchedly, and said without strength: "...um."

Cursing and swearing, Tong Huai paused after complaining, and the car was quiet for a long time.

It wasn't until Feng Xin was about to be sent home that Tong Huai spoke again, "I'll accompany you to see it tomorrow, just for peace of mind."

Feng Xin didn't say anything, at the moment of parting, she thanked Tong Huai and got out of the car.

The fever-reducing injection took effect very quickly, Feng Xin didn't feel that her body was hot, she seemed to be getting better a lot, but she didn't know when she would get fever again.

She stood at the door of the house and did not go in.

No one knew what Feng Xin was thinking, she looked up at the snowflakes falling from the sky, the lights on the second floor of the house were still on, she just stared blankly, the snow fell on her face, although the touch was light, it was extremely cold.

The figure inside the window can be seen, a woman with quite long hair, holding a plush doll in her arms, leaning against the window motionless, as if quietly waiting for something.

Many times Fengxin stood at the door of the house, in the same position as now, without going in, she was hoping that the person in the house would open the door to welcome her home, ask her if she was tired from work, talk to her, and give her an intimate hug. Kiss lightly and leave a light for her.

But every time she came back, it was always a messy floor, screaming and cursing, or endless indifference, ignoring her, ignoring her.

Now what she longed for has appeared in front of her eyes, but she dared not step forward to hug her.

Feng Xin's lips moved, and she murmured softly——

From Shu...

My Congshu.