Chapter 268 Illness
The doctor's words still made Shen Xiyi feel cold in his heart.
"Mrs. Liang, don't be too nervous. You two seem very affectionate. Nothing that could upset him should happen."
Although Shen Xiyi had a serious smile on his face, he couldn't smile at all in his heart.
They look loving, don’t they?
Ever since the incident with Wen Chengyu, there seemed to be no other conflicts between them.
But, it's better to be safe than sorry.
"I hope he can recover in the end." Shen Xiyi had never imagined spending his whole life with Liang Junchen.
People's hearts will change, and no one can predict what will happen in the future.
The doctor smiled and said, "Mrs. Liang cares so much about Mr. Liang. Mr. Liang will definitely not let you down."
At this time, Liang Junchen pushed open the door, perhaps because he was impatient waiting outside.
However, when facing Shen Xiyi, he still behaved gently.
"Is it over?" Liang Junchen asked patiently.
Shen Xiyi stood up: "It's over, let's go."
Today is Sunday, and it's rare for them to come early in the morning. Liang Junchen also wants to date Shen Xiyi today.
Coming out of the hospital, Shen Xiyi found that the driver was gone, and Liang Junchen drove himself.
Shen Xiyi naturally sat in the passenger seat: "Why did you call the driver back?"
"Today is a rare day for me to have some free time, so I want to spend some time with you."
Shen Xiyi then remembered that today was Sunday, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "We are considered an old couple, why should we live in a world of two?"
"Don't you like to spend some time alone with me?" Liang Junchen's question was a bit sensitive.
"Why not?"
Liang Junchen looked at her deeply and started the car.
His current emotionally stable state, gentle and affectionate, Shen Xiyi was fascinated.
From afternoon to evening, they went shopping, eating and watching movies like ordinary couples.
Liang Junchen changed his clothes into a casual and fashionable style, standing next to Shen Xiyi, he looked like a big man.
In the dessert shop after watching a movie in the evening.
Liang Junchen sat opposite Shen Xiyi and ordered the food. Shen Xiyi held his chin with one hand, his eyes wandering around.
Suddenly, Miyagi, who should have been away from Nancheng for a long time, appeared outside the dessert shop.
Shen Xiyi's heart was shocked, and almost instinctively drove her to stand up.
People were coming and going outside the dessert shop. Gong Cheng's face was haggard, thin, and even had a beard. His deeply sunken eye sockets were like a branding iron that was fiercely imprinted on Shen Xiyi's heart.
Liang Junchen was concentrating on ordering food and didn't notice that Shen Xiyi had stood up from his seat and left.
When Shen Xiyi opened the door and rushed out, the person who had just appeared in front of him disappeared without a trace as if blown by the wind.
In front of me is a busy pedestrian street.
The word "senior brother" almost came out of her mouth, but fortunately her rationality allowed her to restrain her subconscious behavior.
Suddenly, his wrist was clamped, and Shen Xiyi felt a burst of heat. He turned his head mechanically, and what came into his sight was Liang Junchen's worried face.
"Xiyi, what's wrong? Why are your hands so cold?"
Shen Xiyi forced himself to calm down and took a deep breath: "Nothing, the store is too heated, I want to come out for some fresh air."
She didn't even notice that her voice was trembling.
Everything that happened just now seemed like a momentary illusion, but how could a healthy person have an illusion?
Shen Xiyi could feel the man's grip on her hand tightening.
At this moment, she clearly saw some doubt in the man's eyes. She stood there motionless like a piece of wood.
"The dessert has been ordered, come in." She was unilaterally pulled back to the dessert shop by Liang Junchen.
Shen Xiyi stared at the dessert in front of him, as if a bit of his soul had been taken away, and he was lost and distraught.
When arranging for the Gong family to leave Nancheng, she did not say goodbye to Gong Cheng in order to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Of course, she didn't want to see Miyagi in the short term. She didn't know if it was just an illusion or if there was just a man who looked somewhat similar to Miyagi.
"Don't like it?" Liang Junchen's voice sounded again, pulling Shen Xiyi back from his wandering thoughts.
"It's too cold. Let's not eat it."
Liang Junchen stared at her without blinking. Shen Xiyi had no other expression on her face, but her face was a little pale and she looked uncomfortable.
"If you don't want to eat, go home."
Shen Xiyi hummed, but nothing else followed. Liang Junchen looked at her suspiciously for a long time.
She was fine before this, but she saw something just now that made her suddenly absent-minded.
That night, Shen Xiyi had a fever. She was completely immersed in the mire and couldn't climb out.
She seemed to hear someone talking to her, but she was so deep in the nightmare that she couldn't hear clearly.
At that time, the lights in Haoyue Tower were on. Shen Xiyi had a high fever and was in convulsions. After the doctor gave her an injection after hanging up the liquid, Shen Xiyi's condition improved slightly.
"Mr. Liang, don't be too nervous. Your wife must have been infected with the virus before, and it broke out today because she caught a cold. With timely treatment, there will be no problem."
The doctor came over late at night and couldn't help but wipe the sweat off his face.
When he first arrived, Shen Xiyi was in convulsion and was in great danger. Liang Junchen's face was frighteningly gloomy.
The doctor was scared watching it.
"I understand. Let's go back."
"Remember to take your fever-reducing medicine, once every six hours." The doctor looked back at the fever-reducing medicine he had placed on the coffee table, whispered the instructions, and quickly left.
Even with the IV drip, Shen Xiyi still couldn't escape from the nightmare.
She dreamed of herself as a child being thrown into the snow and freezing to death, and was picked up by her master and her young senior brother.
Then the many years she spent growing up in the Taoist temple appeared one after another like a passing scene.
“Master…” Shen Xiyi called out to her clearly in a hoarse voice.
Liang Junchen, who was guarding the bed, felt his heart tighten when he heard her voice, and he almost subconsciously held her hand.
"Xiyi, wake up."
Shen Xiyi's hand tightly grasped his hand, as if grasping a life-saving straw.
After the images in the dream shattered one by one, Shen Xiyi finally woke up and suddenly opened her eyes.
What followed was rapid breathing, and she grabbed Liang Junchen's hand to help her sit up on the bed.
She glanced out the window, then looked up at the IV bottle above her head.
Only then did I realize how top-heavy I felt.
"What's wrong with me?"
"You have a fever. The doctor said you have a viral infection, and it broke out completely today after catching a cold." Liang Junchen's eyes were deep and dark, and his emotions at the moment could not be seen clearly.
Shen Xiyi leaned softly against him.
"Did it scare you? Shen Xiyi never thought that he would get sick and have a fever so suddenly.
She has been weak and sickly since she was a child.
I practiced Tai Chi in the Taoist temple for ten years, and my physical fitness gradually improved.
After that, she rarely got sick.
Liang Junchen touched her forehead, which was now covered in cold sweat: "You scared me, I thought you were haunted."
Shen Xiyi's heart couldn't help but choke. She was not a complete materialist, after all, she grew up in a Taoist temple.
What's more, some things are difficult to explain by science.
When she was a child, her master told her that there were always unclean things haunting her, which was why she was weak and sickly.
Shen Xiyi breathed weakly: “Maybe.”
She felt extremely uncomfortable. Not only was she weak all over, but she was also extremely sore. Her throat was sore and hoarse, and she didn't want to say anything.
"It's just a joke. You've been running around for Liang Nian's affairs during this period and haven't taken good care of yourself." Liang Junchen felt guilty as he spoke.
After all, it was a matter concerning his own sister, but Shen Xiyi was so busy that he was dizzy.
"It's just that the weather in South City has been fluctuating between warm and cold lately. It has nothing to do with Liang Nian's situation."
"You're already sick, so have a good rest. We should have news from Xu Yuanmo soon." Liang Junchen raised his hand and gently touched her face, wiping the cold sweat from her forehead.
Shen Xiyi did not refute, and nodded gently: "Okay."
Shen Xiyi really stayed in bed for three days because of this illness. The whole family was busy running around because of her illness, as if they were facing a great enemy.
Even Shen Si Mian, who rarely left the South Courtyard, came to see her. Her mental state was the same as before, sometimes good and sometimes bad.
Liang Jinsheng also accompanied me this time.
"Aunt, it's just a cold, it's not serious." Shen Xiyi sat cross-legged on the bed, and comforted Shen Simian, who looked worried, in a gentle voice.
"I'm the one who harmed you. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have come to Liangyuan and wouldn't have suffered all this." Shen Simian's eyes were red, and these words were incomprehensible and confusing.
But her concerns were real.
"Uncle San, why don't you go out first so I can talk to Auntie alone, okay?"
Liang Jinsheng looked at Shen Si Mian, hesitated for a moment, and then warned: "Don't provoke her."
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