Chapter 85
After measuring the body temperature, the cold liquid was delivered into the body through the needle on the back of the hand. After explaining some precautions, the family doctor tactfully left.
There were only two people left in the bedroom. Lu Xun sat stiffly on the sofa without saying a word, while Jiang Qiao drank a cup of cold medicine.
Lu Xun's gaze lingered on the black cold medicine in the girl's hand for a moment, then quickly moved away, his eyes looking a little unnatural.
The sweetness was mixed with the bitterness of Chinese medicine. Jiang Qiao frowned as he drank it.
"Can this really prevent colds?" Jiang Qiao asked in disbelief.
Lu Xun pursed his lips: "Not sure."
Jiang Qiao was speechless.
I was not sure but I still forced her to drink it. Where did the determination to make her sick go? !
The room was very quiet, almost eerie.
Lu Xun was completely autistic. He felt that his image was shattered to pieces. He still couldn't believe that the man crying like a dog was actually him?!
I remember the last time I cried... Well, it seemed to be because of Jiang Qiao.
Being sick will harm people, and viruses invading the body will always make people emotionally disturbed and do things that are not in line with common sense. This is not his intention. This is normal, this is normal, nothing, nothing, nothing...
"Snap" the thermometer in his hand was broken by him and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Lu Xun couldn't continue.
Jiang Qiao: “!”
What's wrong? What's wrong with this?
Jiang Qiao was confused. Seeing the mercury flowing out of the thermometer, she didn't have time to ask any more questions. She quickly reacted and hurriedly opened all the windows for ventilation.
Seeing Lu Xun still sitting there pretending to be cool, she immediately got angry: "What are you doing?"
This is mercury, is this a joke? !
When the thermometer broke in his hand, Lu Xun was stunned and felt weak in his heart. However, with his cold face, he seemed to be indifferent and condescending for no reason.
Now I hear the girl's complaints and see her anxiously pinching the "silver ball" with tissue paper.
Lu Xun's breathing changed and he could no longer pretend. He squatted down and stopped Jiang Qiao's action in time, pretending to be calm: "You can't use paper towels, it will corrode."
The man looked calm and composed, as if he had not caused this farce.
Jiang Qiao really wanted to throw the tissue on his face, but when he saw his pale face, he couldn't bear to do it and glared at the man without any threat.
Lu Xun pretended not to see it, took out a rubber-tipped dropper from the medicine box, sucked the mercury ball into it, and then went to wash his hands.
There was medical tape on the back of his hand with obvious veins, and blood was faintly coming out. Thinking of the girl's angry and worried expression,
Lu Xun's eyes flickered, and he pressed hard with an expressionless face, then placed the back of his hand under the automatic sensor faucet.
Jiang Qiao stood in front of the French window. Her anger had subsided. Perhaps she was not angry at all, but was just too nervous and worried. A faint feeling of powerlessness surged in her heart.
Jiang Qiao sighed.
Is this a reconciliation... or not?
Jiang Qiao always felt uneasy, and the feeling of having his heart hanging in the air was really hard to bear.
In Lu Xun's eyes, she was the one who left on her own initiative. She knew why they broke up, but Lu Xun didn't know.
There was no way Lu Xun didn't want to find out.
But he still didn't ask.
It was like a balloon that was constantly inflating, hanging between her and Lu Xun all the time, waiting to suddenly explode one day.
It sounds beautiful to be reunited, but the cracks still exist. Jiang Qiao doesn't know how to explain what happened in the past, nor how to heal the estrangement of six years.
She thought that Lu Xun must be distressed too.
Take your time, there's still a long time to go.
As Jiang Qiao was thinking this, she heard a noise coming from the bathroom. She turned around and saw Lu Xun coming out after washing his hands.
Auntie knocked on the door and said dinner was ready and asked them to come down and eat.
On the table, there was a bowl of yellow steamed eggs. Jiang Qiao casually took it to Lu Xun and said, "Eat this. It's good for your stomach."
Lu Xun froze for a moment as he sat down, his eyes wandering, and he said "hmm" as if nothing had happened.
Haha, keep pretending. Let’s see how long you can keep pretending.
Jiang Qiao was about to say something else when Lu Xun picked up the spoon. She saw that the back of the man's right hand was obviously red through the medical tape.
"Why is it bleeding?!" Jiang Qiao's voice changed.
As if he didn't want her to see it, Lu Xun put his hand down to cover it up. A hint of pain appeared between his eyebrows at the right time, but he still said calmly: "It's okay."
How can this be okay!
"Let me see!" Jiang Qiao said with a frown.
Lu Xun's voice became lighter, with a hint of embarrassment flashing across his brows: "It's really okay."
The more he acted like this, the more worried Jiang Qiao became. His tone was filled with anxiety: “Let me see!”
Lu Xun could only "reluctantly" stretch out his right hand and looked at the back of his hand which was obviously swollen. There was no emotion in his eyes.
Jiang Qiao carefully peeled off the medical tape. As soon as she touched it, she found it was wet. She stared at him with her round peach blossom eyes, angry and anxious: "Lu Xun, are you stupid? You just got an injection, and you didn't know how to avoid it when washing your hands?! What if you get infected?!"
Lu Xun said nothing, lowered his eyes, his lips were pale, and his eyebrows were handsome and tired.
So, Jiang Qiao couldn't get angry anymore. She frowned and opened the tape. She saw the back of her hand was still bleeding under the medical tape, and the area around it was swollen.
“………………………………”
Lu Xun said nonchalantly, "I told you it's okay."
Jiang Qiao stared at the back of his hand without saying anything.
Lu Xun curled the corners of his lips slightly, but remained calm on the surface: "Let's eat. It's not good for your stomach if it gets cold."
It was unknown which word irritated Jiang Qiao. She suddenly raised her eyes, and Lu Xun saw the girl's red eyes.
“……………………”
Lu Xun was stunned for a moment, but soon came back to his senses. A hint of tenderness flashed in his dark eyes, and he comforted her, "It doesn't hurt. It will go away tomorrow."
Jiang Qiao still didn't say anything.
After a few seconds of silence, Lu Xun began to feel uneasy. Jiang Qiao suddenly said, "Sometimes I really wonder if you are sick."
“……………………”
"Why was it fine after the injection, but now it's so swollen, Lu Xun, do I look stupid?"
Jiang Qiao really didn’t know what Lu Xun was thinking about every day. He was even better at acting than her.
No matter how hard I tried, the fingerprints on the back of my hand couldn't be wiped off.
She had never noticed that Lu Xun had this kind of "self-abuse" habit before.
Jiang Qiao's eyes were complicated. Lu Xun's face was wooden. He suddenly withdrew his hand and said in a tense voice: "Eat."
His expression was not good at all, he was embarrassed and self-loathing because he was exposed.
Jiang Qiao stared at him for a while, then took out a disinfectant alcohol cotton swab and a Band-Aid, and pulled Lu Xun's hand not very gently.
Lu Xun let her do it with a stiff expression. He could see the girl's long curly eyelashes. She disinfected him seriously and then put a Band-Aid on him.
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