Xi Qingchuan didn’t talk anymore, and the effectiveness of the painkiller really slowly spread. My legs seemed to hurt as much as before, and the dull pain was still tolerable.
The family brought other soups. At that time, I was already asleep, and I was woken up by Xi Qingchuan.
He called me to drink soup: “This time it’s not fish soup, it’s ginseng chicken soup. My mother’s private collection of ginseng for thousands of years, although it is not a thousand years old, but it is very tonic. If you try it, it doesn’t have a strong taste of Chinese medicine.”
It is not easy for Xi Qingchuan to be so patient in popularizing science with me, but it was a bit uncomfortable for me to wake up when I finally fell asleep.
I reluctantly drank the soup. He insisted on feeding me. I refused at first: “I have a broken leg and a broken hand.”
“You will treat it as broken.” He handed the spoon to my mouth.
I dare say that Xi Qingchuan is the most mean person I have ever met.
Actually, I am not used to Xi Qingchuan feeding me, but he must persist, and I have no idea.
Although I can’t distinguish the difference between Thousand-Year Ginseng and ordinary Ginseng, the chicken soup is very good, and you can’t drink the bitter taste of Chinese medicine.
And the chicken soup is quite delicious, my legs don’t hurt anymore, my other sense organs start to work, and my stomach starts to feel hungry.
Xi Qingchuan regarded me as a glutton, and fed me two bowls in a row. He was still serving the third bowl. I held his hand and said, “I can’t drink it anymore.”
“Aren’t you hungry?”
“No matter how hungry I am, my appetite is still there.” I was almost full and burped.
Xi Qingchuan let me go.
Different from the quietness of the past, this time Xi Qingchuan was particularly noisy. He fed me the soup and sat next to me, trying to talk to me: “Do you have any headaches?”
“No.”
“Does your leg still hurt?”
“It doesn’t hurt anymore.”
“Are there any side effects? Dizziness or something.”
“No.”
“Do you feel stomach upset, nausea and vomiting?”
“I don’t have any. I’m doing well now.” I was very sleepy. I was so dizzy by him, but there was no way to fall asleep: “If you have nothing to say, please don’t ask for words like that.”
Xi Qingchuan finally stopped talking, and I could close my eyes only after he stopped talking.
But the good times didn’t last long, and I heard his voice again after it was closed for 5 minutes.
“Xiao Sheng.”
I opened my eyes helplessly and looked at him from the slit of my eyelids: “What’s the matter?”
“About your car accident…”
What is he going to explain to me? I listened quietly.
“It has something to do with Xiao Shi.”
I closed my eyes tighter, even turned my head and pulled the quilt on top of my head.
I thought he was going to say something constructive to me. It turned out to be speaking for Xiaoshi. I guess my voice came out from under the quilt and it was not very clear. But no matter what, I still said, “I know I don’t turn off the Xiaoshi.” Regarding poetry, I never suspected that my car accident was not an accident. Don’t worry, I don’t support conspiracy theories. Besides, there is no such coincidence.”
“I don’t know if I should be happy for your simplicity.”
“Whatever.” I buried my face deeper in the pillow, the one that was about to suffocate myself.
It’s not that I’m innocent, it’s that I don’t want to use my brain to analyze this matter.
Xi Qingchuan had already admitted that the cars that suddenly appeared on the overpass were all sent by him, which means he wanted to force me to change lanes.
The road to the airport is not just that, and he can’t guess that the driver of Qiao’s family will take me on that newly developed road.
Besides, I think Xi Qingchuan also has no desire for my 30% shares to get rid of what I got.
But I didn’t say this to Qiao Yi, I told myself, if she knew what I was thinking, she would definitely scold me and treat Xi Qingchuan as a good person.
I never thought that Xi Qingchuan was a good person in the traditional sense, but I also didn’t think he was a heinous evil person.
Xi Qingchuan didn’t leave tonight and stayed in the ward all the time.
There is a sofa outside. He didn’t even sleep on the sofa this time, and he was lying directly next to my bed.
I woke up at night, opened my eyes and saw Xi Qingchuan fell asleep lying on my bed, his handsome face was a little deformed under pressure.
Xi Qingchuan is a very strange person. He is sometimes mean and cruel to me, but sometimes I feel that he is very tender to me, as if he is different from others.
If Qiao Yi said that I was passionate, maybe this was just a way for Xi Qingchuan to treat me.
Because of the painkillers, the leg pain was not particularly severe, and it made me sleep intermittently all night.
When Xi Qingchuan woke up the next morning, he had washed up and stood in front of my bed refreshedly, as if the person who slept in pain by my bed last night was not him.
“What would you like to eat in the morning? I asked them to bring it over.”
“It’s okay, you don’t have to worry about me, you can go to work.”
“I can work here.”
Now, as long as Xi Qingchuan is a little closer to me, I feel particularly oppressive. I don’t like him taking care of me so close.
It’s not that I don’t want him to appear in front of me. In fact, I think that he abuses me while taking care of me. I will make me feel very confused. Sooner or later I will be schizophrenic by him.
I thought for a while and said to him: “Can you cook?”
“you guess.”
I don’t need to guess, I can know that seven or eighty-eight, the bowl of horrifying noodles he made at my father’s funeral before, I still feel a little panicked when I think about it.
“Suddenly want to eat your breakfast.”
“It’s as if you have eaten my breakfast.”
“Then eat whatever you like.”
He frowned: “What do you want to eat? I will try to see if I can do it?”
“Snail powder.”
“It seems you have a soft spot for that smelly stuff.”
“Mother Wu will do it, you can ask her to teach you.”
Xi Qingchuan stood in front of my bed for a while, then turned and left.
He actually agreed to cook for me. I thought I was going to take a bit of a word, or he would ignore me at all.
He walked to the door with his hands on the doorknob, and suddenly turned around to look at me: “Aren’t you just trying to make an excuse to push me away?”
“Don’t worry, I won’t escape from prison.” I pointed to my leg: “I won’t be stupid enough to joke with my body.”
Xi Qingchuan looked at me for a moment, and the whole night passed, there was not even a trace of wrinkles in his navy blue handmade suit.
He nodded: “Okay, in about an hour.”
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