Chapter 116
When Wen Qing said he didn't need Liu Siyu's help, he really didn't need her at all.
Wen Qing finished drinking the water and put the cup on the bedside table.
Wen Qing thought that he was just bitten by a snake, not disabled from a fall and unable to take care of himself, so there was no need for Liu Siyu to take care of him day and night.
Wen Qing still had a slight lisp when he spoke, and his speech speed was not as fast as before he was bitten by the snake, but he could already express himself clearly.
Wen Qing looked at Liu Siyu, who was standing beside his bed with her head down as if she had suffered a great injustice, and felt inexplicably irritated.
If Wen Qing had seen Liu Siyu's pitiful expression before, he would have been heartbroken, afraid that she would be bullied, and would have taken the initiative to comfort her and shouted to support her.
But now Wen Qing was particularly puzzled. Didn’t he just not let her give him water? Why should she feel aggrieved?
He is a people's soldier in the new society, and his purpose is to serve the people. He is not a capitalist son in the old society who had everything handed to him. How could he ask others to serve him?
Besides, he was just slightly injured and a little weak, so he couldn't do heavy work. How could eating and drinking water be considered heavy work?
Wen Qing suppressed his irritation and for the first time didn't comfort Liu Siyu because of her weakness: "Nurse Liu, don't you have to take care of other patients? If you are busy, go ahead. I don't need anyone to take care of me here."
Liu Siyu keenly felt that Wen Qing's attitude towards her had changed. He was no longer as attentive and enthusiastic as before.
Liu Siyu knew that Wen Qing didn't become cold towards her suddenly. He had been indifferent towards her since the last time his favorability towards her suddenly dropped.
Liu Siyu was silent for a moment, looking at him with red eyes, and said, "Although I don't know what I did wrong to make you, Brother Wen Qing, suddenly treat me so coldly, since you don't need me to take special care of you, I won't keep trying to get close to you. I also have self-respect. But now you still have needles stuck in your body, and my job now is to take care of you until you remove the needles. I will leave after you have removed the needles."
Wen Qing looked down and found that his hospital gown had been torn open at some point, revealing several thin silver needles stuck in his exposed chest.
Because he moved too violently just now, two needles fell out.
Seeing Wen Qing reaching out to pick up the needle, Liu Siyu quickly stopped him: "Don't move, I'll go call Doctor Shen."
Although Chen Zhaoyue didn't say it explicitly, she always kept the silver needles in her bag wherever she went. Liu Siyu guessed that Chen Zhaoyue especially treasured her silver needles.
If the silver needle was broken by Wen Qing, a rough guy who knew nothing, Chen Zhaoyue might not be angry with Wen Qing, but she would definitely blame her for not taking good care of Wen Qing.
Liu Siyu trotted to find Shen Zhaoyue. Just as she ran to the door of the pharmacy, she held onto the door frame and gasped: "Sister Shen, Brother Wen Qing accidentally knocked out two needles."
Chen Zhaoyue had just prepared the last dose of medicine. When she heard Liu Siyu's words, she looked towards her and asked, "Is Wen Qing awake?"
Liu Siyu nodded, her face not looking good. "I fed him water as you said, but he said he didn't need my care. He picked up the cup and drank the medicine himself, then knocked the needle off his body."
Chen Zhaoyue skillfully wrapped the herbs with yellow paper and tied the paper with hemp rope. Her tone was slow and relaxed, and she was not worried at all that Wen Qing might drop the needle and have any adverse effects on his body.
Chen Zhaoyue smiled softly: "You look pretty good!"
Seeing that Shen Zhaoyue was not anxious at all, Liu Siyu urged: “Sister Shen, come with me to take a look!”
Liu Siyu was really worried about Wen Qing's physical condition. Although he was not in danger of life now, the longer Wen Qing was not feeling well, the later she would be in successfully conquering him.
Liu Siyu was even more afraid that dropping the two needles would affect the reverse flow of blood, which would not only affect the removal of the remaining toxins in his body, but might even kill him immediately.
Liu Siyu did not understand the profoundness of traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture, but before she was killed, she watched a lot of costume dramas. She had seen many supporting characters with medical skills using acupuncture to harm people.
Chen Zhaoyue continued to wrap the herbs slowly and calmly, her voice light with a noticeable smile: "Don't worry about him, he won't die anytime soon."
As she finished speaking, the last packet of herbs in Shen Zhaoyue's hand was packed.
Chen Zhaoyue carried a few square yellow paper packages and followed Liu Siyu towards Wen Qing's ward.
Chen Zhaoyue followed Liu Siyu a little behind, asking her questions as they walked: "Did Wen Qing drink all the medicine?"
Liu Siyu nodded with a bad expression and said in a cold voice: "I've finished drinking it."
Chen Zhaoyue took two quick steps and glanced at Liu Siyu's profile. Seeing that she seemed unhappy, Chen Zhaoyue asked knowingly, "Did Nurse Liu and Wen Qing have a fight?"
Liu Siyu pursed her lips and said stiffly, "No, Brother Wen Qing didn't quarrel with me."
Wen Qing simply rejected her approach and advances, and clearly expressed his impatience with her.
But Liu Siyu didn't want Chen Zhaoyue to know all this. She subconsciously wondered, if Chen Zhaoyue knew that Wen Qing's attitude towards her had become cold, would she laugh at her and make fun of her?
Liu Siyu has been strong-willed throughout her life and would never let a paper NPC laugh at her.
Chen Zhaoyue had no idea that Liu Siyu's inner thoughts were so rich. She only knew that as soon as she walked into the ward, she saw Wen Qing holding a silver needle and examining it carefully.
Perhaps because he had never seen such a thin needle before, Wen Qing almost got cross-eyed.
It’s over, he looks more like the landlord’s stupid son.
Chen Zhaoyue suppressed her smile and stepped forward to snatch the silver needle from Wen Qing's hand: "Don't look at it. No matter how hard you look at it, your brain cells won't understand the doorway here."
Wen Qing leaned against the headboard of the bed, his eyes following Shen Zhaoyue's hand as she took the silver needle and landing on her face.
As for what Shen Zhaoyue said, Wen Qing didn’t listen too seriously, he just felt that Shen Zhaoyue’s voice was pleasant to the ears.
Seeing that Wen Qing's complexion had obviously improved after drinking a cup of spiritual spring water, Chen Zhaoyue put away the two silver needles that had fallen off and replaced them with two new ones for Wen Qing to inject.
This was the first time that Wen Qing was pricked with acupuncture needles by Chen Zhaoyue while he was awake. His skin only felt like being stung by an ant for a brief moment when the needle entered, but it didn't hurt at all after that.
Chen Zhaoyue checked the needles in Wen Qing's arms and legs. After confirming that they didn't need new ones, she told Liu Siyu to keep an eye on Wen Qing: "Pull out the needles in ten minutes. Don't move around this time. If they fall out again, I'll replace them with longer, more stimulating ones. I guarantee you'll never forget them."
Chen Zhaoyue's words were both a warning and a threat.
For the first time, Wen Qing didn't argue with Chen Zhaoyue and nodded obediently: "Okay, I won't move."
Chen Zhaoyue handed the medicine he had just prepared to Liu Siyu: "Take these three packets of herbs that look plump to the decoction room and boil water for him to drink. One packet a day, it replenishes blood and qi. Take one of the remaining two packets of powdered medicine and mix it with glycerin to make a paste. Apply it to the wound morning and night to help reduce swelling and relieve pain. Use the second packet when it's finished."
Chen Zhaoyue poured another glass of water for Wen Qing and placed it on his bedside.
Ten minutes later, Chen Zhaoyue took out the needle from Wen Qing and took his pulse.
Wen Qing's gaze unconsciously fell on her hand.
Chen Zhaoyue's hands were quite soft, but a little cold.
Wen Qing couldn't help but think that if Chen Zhaoyue's temper wasn't so bad, if she was a little sweeter and didn't like to argue with him so much, Miss Capital wouldn't be that annoying.
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