The rain stopped and the sky cleared, but Chu Liyue's mood was so bad that there was not a glimmer of hope.
"Cough cough!"
From the room at the far end of the second floor came Xiao Wujie's violent, unbearable coughing.
He was held by Chu Liyue, lying helplessly by the bedside, one hand gripping the edge of the bed, the other hand on his chest, coughing until his face was flushed and his eyes were bloodshot.
Immediately afterwards, a metallic sweetness rose in his throat, and he subconsciously turned his head, sticking his head out from the edge of the bed.
With a "whoosh," he coughed up a mouthful of sweet-smelling blood, which splattered onto the floor in a pool of crimson.
Chu Liyue's pupils trembled violently, and her face visibly paled.
Seeing Xiao Wujie fall weakly off the bed, she quickly pulled him back, turned his thin body over, and laid him flat on her lap.
Xiao Wujie was in so much pain that he couldn't open his eyes. Water droplets clung to his long eyelashes, his face was deathly pale and lifeless, and the bloodstains on his thin lips were a glaring crimson.
He kept his eyes tightly closed, his neck arching back in agony. He was being held by Chu Liyue, and he instinctively struggled to hide in her arms, as if that would alleviate the pain.
Chu Liyue held his head, her fingertips so taut that her knuckles turned white, yet she gently wiped the blood from his lips.
"elder sister……"
Hearing his hoarse, fragile, and painful cries, Chu Liyue hugged him tightly and gently stroked his back.
At that moment, the door was hurriedly opened from the outside, and Ye Jinyu rushed over without even taking off her white coat.
His gaze swept over the trembling servant cleaning up the bloodstains on the ground and Xiao Wujie struggling in Chu Liyue's arms, his expression so heavy it could drip water.
He asked in a low voice, "How long have you been taking the medicine?"
Beside the bed, Yunmo, his eyes red-rimmed and face deathly pale, replied, "Half an hour."
This time should have been enough for the medicine to take effect, but Xiao Wujie was still trembling all over in pain and almost fainted, proving that the special medicine had completely lost its effect.
"Give him painkillers."
Chu Liyue hugged Xiao Wujie tightly, her cheek pressed against his, her head lowered so her expression couldn't be seen, but her temples throbbed slightly.
His voice was low and muffled, like a volcano.
Ye Jinyu gritted her teeth, opened the medical kit on her back, and took out a painkiller injection.
Chu Liyue deftly unbuttoned Xiao Wujie's clothes, revealing half of his well-defined shoulder, and hugged him tightly in her arms. However, upon closer inspection, her slender fingertips were trembling slightly.
Ye Jinyu's hand was extremely steady, but the moment the needle tip pierced Xiao Wujie's skin, he still tilted his neck back and unconsciously frowned and groaned.
Chu Liyue cupped the back of his head with her palm, lowered her head and gently kissed his thin lips, which were stained with blood, soothingly patting his trembling body, her voice hoarse and barely audible:
"Honey, hang in there a little longer, it'll be over soon."
"It will be done soon."
The painkiller took effect quickly; in just a moment, Xiao Wujie's unbearable pain visibly subsided.
All his strength seemed to have been drained away, his whole body was soaked in sticky sweat, and he curled up in Chu Liyue's arms, burying his head in the crook of her neck and unconsciously rubbing against her, instinctively clinging to her and relying on her.
Chu Liyue silently picked him up and carried him into the dressing room.
When he came out, I had already cleaned the sweat off his body and changed him into a clean and comfortable set of pajamas.
During this time, the maid also wisely changed the bedding.
Chu Liyue carried the exhausted Xiao Wujie to the edge of the bed, lifted the quilt, and lay down first. Then she pulled Xiao Wujie into her arms, tucked him in, gently patted his shoulder, and coaxed him to sleep.
Without her, he couldn't warm the bed by himself.
The warm, familiar scent enveloped him, and Xiao Wujie instinctively pressed himself against her, wrapping his arms around her soft, slender waist. His face was deathly pale, yet he exuded a sense of peace.
Chu Liyue bent her arm and rested it on her cheek, her palm gently stroking his back until he was completely asleep, then she spoke in a low, hoarse voice:
"How long has it been since you last had him checked out?"
Ye Jinyu paused for a moment, then quickly replied, "Exactly one month."
During the two years that Xiao Wujie was in a coma, he would give him a physical examination every month.
He had a physical examination done on him two weeks before he woke up, and now that he has been awake for exactly two weeks, it's time to do another examination.
Ye Jinyu pursed her lips slightly and asked in a deep voice, "It's been raining and the weather has been chilly these past few days. Has he caught a cold?"
Chu Liyue gently stroked Xiao Wujie's face with her fingertips and shook her head.
No one was more afraid of losing Xiao Wujie than she was. She knew his physical condition well, and even though she was overjoyed that he had woken up, she did not dare to relax at all.
Especially these past few days of rain, she hasn't let him step out of the house, afraid that he might catch a cold and have some problems.
She's been so carefully pampered, yet she's gotten this sick. She doesn't dare imagine what the consequences would be if she caught a cold.
Ye Jinyu's expression also turned extremely ugly, which was definitely not a good sign.
Chu Liyue gathered her long hair that fell to her chest, carefully removed Xiao Wujie's hand from her waist, and then stuffed a pillow into his arms.
He then rolled out of bed, put on the suit jacket hanging by the bed, and coldly said to Ye Jinyu, "Give him a checkup."
At the same time, he reminded Yunmo, "Call me as soon as he wakes up."
After saying that, he quickly walked out the door.
After Chu Liyue left, Ye Jinyu sat down in silence and pulled Xiao Wujie's hand out from under the blanket.
He looked at Yunmo: "Help me press his hand down."
Of all the tests, blood is the priority; he wants to draw a blood sample from Xiao Wujie.
Yunmo hurriedly knelt on the carpet by the bed and carefully pressed down on Xiao Wujie's half-pale arm.
When the needle pierced Xiao Wujie's skin, he couldn't help but frown.
Although it didn't look very painful, this was the second injection he had seen his teacher give him that day.
Moreover, he noticed that Ye Jinyu's first-aid kit contained IV tubing, indicating that she was going to insert an IV for the teacher later.
After Ye Jinyu finished drawing blood, he carefully pressed his fingers against the medical cotton, his gaze fixed on Xiao Wujie's pale, bloodless face, and suddenly spoke:
"Brother Ye, is the teacher feeling very uncomfortable?"
Ye Jinyu was slightly taken aback. She glanced at Xiao Wujie and said in a low voice, "He's had a painkiller injection, and it's already working. He should be fine."
Yun Mo pressed the needle marks on Xiao Wujie's arm, rested his chin on the bent arm, gently shook his head, and his eyes flickered:
"I... I feel like I'm sick every day, and I have to take medicine and get injections. It must be really uncomfortable, right?"
Ye Jinyu's brows twitched slightly, a complex expression welling up in her eyes. She gazed at Xiao Wujie, whose eyes were tightly closed, and remained silent for a long while before finally speaking in a deep voice:
"Indeed, I feel uncomfortable."
He was a doctor, and he understood the weaknesses of human nature.
The more someone talks about death, the more afraid they actually are of it. It's easy to say, but when faced with death, most people will feel afraid.
It takes a lot of courage to die.
However, patients, especially those who are seriously ill, are not included in this category, because for them, living means facing endless suffering.
To live requires even greater courage.
Yunmo's eyes suddenly reddened, and she stared blankly at him, asking, "Brother Ye, Teacher will be alright, right?"
Ye Jinyu felt a dryness in her mouth as he stared at her. After a long while, she managed to speak with difficulty:
"right."
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