Chapter 292
Old Yi was too busy at the government office and hadn't been home for two days. One day at noon, I called and asked if he could come back to visit.
As soon as he entered, the room reeked of alcohol. There was an empty bottle on the bedside table. She lay there, her face flushed and reeking of alcohol, her body burning to the touch. He picked up the bottle; it was a very strong liquor; she had actually drunk the entire bottle.
She couldn't be woken up even though we called her. She had such a high fever and hadn't come back for two days. What happened to her?
A doctor was called in a hurry, and after an IV drip, she finally woke up. She looked at him blankly for a while, then rushed over, hugged his waist and started crying.
"What's wrong?" he asked, stroking her hair.
She just cried quietly and didn't say anything.
This doctor often treated him and they had a good personal relationship. Before leaving, he gave him many instructions.
Wang Jiazhi wondered what kind of people she had been associating with. He must have looked down on her, because those people, men and women, mixed together, smoking and drinking, men and women sharing a cigarette. Lai Xiujing liked Kuang Yumin, and was also having an affair with Ouyang. Ouyang liked her, and he also hugged Lai Xiujing. She liked Kuang Yumin at that time, but she was with other disgusting people... What a bunch of thieves and prostitutes. Birds of a feather flock together, and she actually became friends with them. No wonder she was so shameless and did such a thing. Thinking about it now makes her sick. What is serving the country and the people? Those who truly serve the country and the people would not have thought of such a dirty plan when they were young. At least they were so shameless when they were old and were blinded by greed.
She blamed him for looking down on her, but she herself looked down on herself. If she didn't die, would she be embarrassed by living?
She couldn't fall asleep at night, so she nestled in his arms and said, "You go sleep next door, I seem to be quite ill."
"It's okay. You can't do this alone."
She couldn't do it alone. She was the best at being alone. She did everything alone, even being abused. Who could help her? No one had ever thought of helping her.
She couldn't help crying softly.
"If you think of something sad, just tell me what you want to say."
She cried even more sadly. After a while, she raised her head, her eyes full of tears but extremely firm. She said to him with great determination: "When I was sixteen, my mother passed away, and my father left me with my younger brother. After that, I grew up alone. There are some things that no one taught me... But I know that this is not an excuse, it is all my own fault... But..." Originally, she had made a great determination to confess to him, but when the words came to her lips, she still backed down. She choked and said without finishing the previous sentence: "Maybe what I did was very... But I hope you believe that it was not my intention. I am really in pain, and I know that this pain will torment me for the rest of my life until I die... But I hope you understand that in my life, from beginning to end, there is only you in my heart. I really..." At this point, she no longer dared to look at him, and buried her head in his arms and burst into tears.
He stroked her hair and back, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Don't be like this. It's not your fault. You've always been a good person."
She cried even harder after hearing this. He had no idea, never knew what she had done. Those things she had done had ruined everything for her. She even looked down on herself and felt that she was completely rotten.
"You don't know at all, how could you know..."
"You're still so young, and everyone makes mistakes in their life. Even at my age, I still make terrible mistakes and fail miserably. I'm always grateful that you don't despise me and stay with me."
"No, not at all." She hugged him and cried.
She cried countless times that night, but she still didn't tell him. Although she mustered up the courage every time, she knew in her heart that she could never say it.
The sudden emotional outburst that night was uncontrollable. Although Wang Jiazhi's spirit returned to normal the next day, her illness became worse day by day. Not only did the fever not subside, but she also became weaker and weaker. She also kept coughing and her throat became hoarse.
She was also worried. She couldn't see her child anymore, and he couldn't rest in peace. The more she wanted to get better, the worse it got. She took injections and medication for two days, but still no improvement.
Lao Yi was also panicked and called the doctor again.
The doctor came and wanted to listen to her lungs to see if she had developed pneumonia. Wang Jiazhi was still reeling from the shock of a few days ago, and she was so terrified of men outside her that she refused even this simple examination. It was just putting a stethoscope on her chest and back to listen, not even touching them. But she was so nervous, she buried her head in the quilt and refused to come out, insisting she didn't want to be seen.
He coaxed her to come out. Wang Jiazhi was really more willful than before in her life. This time, she refused to be checked no matter what he said.
There was no other way, so he carried her out and asked her to lean her head against him. He put the stethoscope on her back and asked her to cooperate with his breathing. The other end was connected to the doctor's ear so that the doctor could not touch her.
Grandma said aside: "Our young mistress is the best-tempered one. This time she is young and shy."
She felt a pang of pain in her heart again when she heard this.
The doctor smiled and said, "It's okay, it doesn't look like pneumonia."
He also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's not the best."
The doctor said, "It's because it looks very similar to your last time that I'm even more worried. Let's wait a few days and see."
When he came back after seeing the other person off, she asked, "When did you get pneumonia?"
He said, "It happened a long time ago. It will be fine soon."
It was a truly agonizing time. I was facing a major setback at work, and then I learned she was pregnant. It was too much for me to handle. And then there were all sorts of difficult feelings and heartbreak while she was pregnant. It was unbearable. What started as a cold got worse, and then it developed into pneumonia.
Two more days passed, but there was still no improvement. Wang Jiazhi's voice became even hoarser.
She couldn't eat because of the fever, so in addition to preparing meals every day, our family also prepared a variety of fruits, drinks, and snacks, depending on what she could eat so that she could recover quickly.
Every day when he came home, he would look after the children for a while, otherwise the two children would probably not recognize each other. Then he would go over to comfort her. She was also extremely anxious. Why didn't this illness get better?
He coaxed her into taking medicine at night. She'd acted like a spoiled brat whenever she was sick, and this time, with her illness so severe, she was even more clingy. After finally coaxing her into taking the medicine, she insisted on washing her frizzy hair. Now, he could only wipe it with a wet towel. She hadn't experienced this since her confinement.
Of course he didn't allow her to wash her hair, and tried hard to control her and make her go to sleep.
"Go to sleep. You won't feel uncomfortable when you fall asleep."
"I can't sleep at all." He started coughing again.
She suddenly remembered the hot feeling and wanted to try it with him again.
"Try it, it's very hot..." she said in a hoarse voice.
He never understood why she had this intention, and she always tried it every time she had a fever.
"Try again after you recover."
"No, I want it now. It will be boring if it's done."
"Go to sleep." He held her tightly, asking her not to toss and turn.
She was very hot now, and holding her in his arms felt like holding a hot water bottle.
But this time she was not obedient at all, she was just being willful and flailing around. When she was sick, she really looked like she was drunk, especially like when she was drunk and crazy.
These days he carried her on his back and walked around the house. After walking a few circles, she probably felt dizzy and wanted to sleep.
Wang Jiazhi heard from her mother's friend that when she was a child, she was sick and couldn't sleep. Her mother put on a raincoat and held an umbrella on a rainy day, carried her on her back and went out for a long time to coax her to sleep.
She was too young then and had no memory of it at all. Later she remembered that when she was about ten years old, she was going somewhere. It had rained the day before, and there was a section of the road that was very muddy. She was wearing new shoes and a long skirt, and her mother was afraid that she would get her clothes and shoes dirty, so she carried her on her back the rest of the way.
Now, lying on his back with her head buried in the crook of his neck, she felt very safe.
She was a little depressed and said, "When will it get better? Will I ever get better?"
"Sleep well, you'll be fine tomorrow."
"You always say tomorrow will be fine."
But the next day her fever really subsided and she was sweating all over. The bedding, he, and the cat were all soaked with sweat.
Holding her wet, cold and slippery body in his arms, he seemed to have just recovered from a serious illness. He was extremely weak and tears were about to flow. She was finally well.
His close associates had always thought that being alone wasn't a long-term solution for him, and that at his age, finding a good partner and having a few children was the right thing to do. But now, it seemed like a proper life was too much of a hassle, and it was better to just have fun the way he had in the past.
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