Chapter 110
Wen Qing opened his mouth and called out "Uncle". He thought he pronounced clearly and expressed his meaning clearly, but he had no idea that his voice was hoarse at this time, like the sound of a hand-pulled bellows.
If you want to understand what he said, you have to look at his lip shapes. You can't hear it clearly just by listening to the sound.
Wen Yanxi saw that he was so weak that he had difficulty opening his eyes. If he really let him drink the porridge by himself, he might drink it into his nostrils and eyes.
Wen Yanxi picked up the bowl, scooped a spoonful of porridge and fed it to Wen Qing's mouth, and ordered coldly: "Open your mouth."
Wen Qing opened his mouth stiffly and a spoonful of warm rice was fed into his mouth. He swallowed it whole without chewing a grain of rice.
Wen Qing hadn't eaten or drunk anything for almost a day since being bitten by the snake. He was so hungry that he had no appetite at all.
This spoonful of rice porridge stimulated his appetite.
Wen Yanxi had never served anyone before, so he fed Wen Qing spoonful after spoonful.
Soon, the bowl of porridge was finished.
Wen Qing wanted to eat more, but Wen Yanxi refused to give him any more: "I know you're hungry, but please bear with it for now. You just woke up, don't eat too much and fill yourself up."
It wasn't that Wen Yanxi was reluctant to give the food to Wen Qing, it was just that Wen Qing's wolfing down of the food was too scary, like a refugee who had gone hungry for nine meals in three days.
Wen Qing's throat, moistened by the rice soup, felt much more comfortable, and his voice was not as hoarse as before.
"Uncle." Wen Qing spoke with a lisp, perhaps due to the snake venom. "Who was that person in white clothes by my bed?"
Wen Qing's vision was still a little blurry, and he subconsciously looked in the direction where Chen Zhaoyue had just left.
Wen Qing smiled gently: "Uncle, I saw the angel in white. Her voice was very gentle."
Wen Yanxi remembered that when he just left the house, only Chen Zhaoyue was standing in front of the bed. Apart from Chen Zhaoyue, he couldn't think of anyone else who was the angel in white that Wen Qing mentioned.
Wen Yanxi was already bothered by the fact that Wen Qing and Shen Zhaoyue had been engaged, even though Shen Zhaoyue didn't take it seriously and had told him not to be jealous. But when he thought of how energetic Shen Zhaoyue was when she was bickering with Wen Qing, Wen Yanxi's eyes darkened and his voice became even colder: "There's no such thing as an angel in white. That's your aunt."
Wen Qing didn't believe it, and couldn't even speak clearly. He gasped and retorted: "Impossible!"
His angel in white is so gentle, how could she be the sharp-tongued and infuriating capitalist daughter Chen Zhaoyue?
Wen Yanxi heard the disdain hidden in his tone of disbelief and lectured him sternly, "Why? Your aunt has saved the dying and the wounded, and has performed many great deeds with her own abilities. She is absolutely worthy of the title of an angel in white. Wen Qing, you can't be so ungrateful. Your aunt saved your life. She is your savior. If you despise her for being the daughter of a capitalist, then why not give your life back to her?"
Wen Qing was unwilling to admit what Wen Yanxi said, and he didn't want to owe Chen Zhaoyue a favor, but the fact was that he was indeed rescued by Chen Zhaoyue.
Wen Qing didn't know what to say and could only remain silent.
After dinner, Shen Zhaoyue came over to check on Wen Qing.
Wen Yanxi glanced at the empty lunch box to Chen Zhaoyue: "Wen Qing drank the whole bowl of porridge."
After Wen Qing ate a little, his mental state did improve a lot, except that his face was still as pale as a ghost.
"Stretch out your arms." Shen Zhaoyue stood beside the famous bed and gave orders to Wen Qing. Even after the person woke up, they had to see if his brain was really stupid because of the snake venom.
Wen Qing reluctantly stretched out his arm. Chen Zhaoyue raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled, "Not bad. She can hear the instructions clearly and respond correctly."
After Chen Zhaoyue finished speaking, he lowered his head and wrote down the time and Wen Qing's condition in his notebook before taking his pulse.
The pulse is not as chaotic as before, but it is a little weak.
Chen Zhaoyue wrote down his physical condition in the notebook and spoke to Wen Qing, but also to Wen Yanxi: "Wen Qing is a little weak due to excessive blood loss. He needs to spend some time recuperating and clearing away the remaining toxins. He will be staying in the hospital for a week. He must be careful about his diet. No raw, cold, or spicy food. Try to eat light and nutritious meals."
Wen Qing was unwilling to accept the reality that Chen Zhaoyue was the fairy in his dreams. He tilted his head and didn't look at her: "After a week, can I go back to the team for training?"
Chen Zhaoyue glanced at him, her eyes sweeping over his arms and legs, which were wrapped up like a mummy. "What are you dreaming of? If you don't want to die, then listen to the doctor! If you dare to commit suicide and disobey, I have plenty of ways to deal with you!"
Wen Yanxi glared at Wen Qing, who was clearly unconvinced, and said, "Give him a few more injections and he'll behave himself."
Wen Qing was dissatisfied with Wen Yanxi for helping Chen Zhaoyue instead of himself, and complained: "Uncle!"
Wen Yanxi turned around and slapped him on the back of his head.
Wen Yanxi looked at the exhausted Chen Zhaoyue, his voice more gentle than when he spoke to Wen Qing: "Go home and have a good sleep later. I'll bring you lunch from the cafeteria at noon."
Looking at Wen Qing's broad chest, Chen Zhaoyue especially wanted to throw herself into his arms and absorb the energy from him.
But the doctors and nurses coming and going were all watching. If she hugged Wen Qing in public, she would definitely be regarded as an outsider.
Chen Zhaoyue smiled at Wen Qing: "No need to bother, uncle, you don't have to make me lunch at noon. I might sleep until the afternoon."
A night without sleep and a high level of concentration consumed a lot of her energy. Although the spiritual spring water continued to provide her with energy, Chen Zhaoyue still wanted to lie on the bed and have a sound sleep.
Chen Zhaoyue, who had not slept all night, left the notes he had taken last night to the doctor who took over, and then left the clinic with Wen Yanxi.
Wen Yanxi went left to the army, and Chen Zhaoyue went right with his lunch box to return to the family compound.
As soon as Chen Zhaoyue entered the house, he locked the door from the inside and released Johnny from the space.
Before Johnny could say anything, Shen Zhaoyue stuffed several aluminum lunch boxes into his hands.
Chen Zhaoyue pointed to the kitchen and said to Johnny, "Wash the dishes."
After that, Shen Zhaoyue went into the bathroom, took a comfortable hot bath, changed into clean and comfortable pajamas, and just walked out of the bathroom, she almost bumped into Johnny who was waiting at the bathroom door.
"Miss..." Johnny just opened his mouth, but before he could finish the rest of the words, they were collected into the space by Shen Zhaoyue.
Chen Zhaoyue originally wanted to go into the space and have a comfortable sleep on the big bed in the villa, but she was afraid that Wen Yanxi would not be able to find her when he came back at noon, and she would not be able to explain, so she yawned and went into Wen Yanxi's room.
As for what Johnny wanted to say to her, she would wait until she woke up and listen to Johnny's chatter. Otherwise, once Johnny opened his mouth, she would have no chance of sleeping this morning.
Chen Zhaoyue lay down on the bed, feeling strongly sleepy, but there was no warm embrace from Wen Yanxi, so she felt bad.
Chen Zhaoyue hugged Wen Yanxi's pillow in her arms, and fell asleep almost the moment she closed her eyes.
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