"Xiaobao, Mom thought you would have to stay in the hospital for a while, so I brought your spare clothes and toiletries with you to save you the trouble of running back and forth." Wei Dabao winked at his daughter.
Wei Xiaobao didn't understand why she winked. Before he could speak, Zhou Xilai's weak voice came over: "Water, water..."
Dou Wan hurriedly said, "Xiao Zhou wants some water. Go get him some. We're leaving first!"
After saying that, she pulled her sister-in-law out and slammed the door.
Only Wei Xiaobao and Zhou Xilai were left in the ward.
Wei Xiaobao looked at the dark and weak man on the bed, feeling helpless and a little admiring.
She really didn't expect that Zhou Xilai was so brave that he dared to take a knife for her second uncle. According to the impression Zhou gave her, it was good enough if he didn't run away when encountering trouble. Being a brave man was really not in line with his character.
But he actually did it.
Wei Xiaobao walked over, poured a glass of water from the thermos, and was about to hand it to him, but suddenly remembered that he was too injured to lift his arms, so he had to sit by the bed and prepare to feed him.
Zhou Xilai instantly felt his body leaning towards the bed. He wanted to laugh, but the pain from the wound made him unable to laugh. How could this chubby little girl be so cute?
The nurse said that it was not appropriate to eat right after surgery, so Wei Xiaobao only wet his mouth with a small spoon and did not dare let him drink more.
His mouth was no longer so dry and cracked, and Zhou Xilai felt much better and fell into a deep sleep again.
Wei Xiaobao stayed by his side until the medicine in the infusion bottle was finished. She asked the nurse to change the medicine and then she lay down to rest.
Zhou Xilai was awakened by the pain of his wound in the middle of the night. After the anesthetic wore off, the wound was still throbbing with pain, more painful than a knife cut. He gritted his teeth to prevent himself from making any sound.
Wei Xiaobao was lying on the bed next to him. She had just closed her eyes when she vaguely heard someone gnashing teeth. She woke up suddenly and looked in the dim light. She saw that Zhou Xilai's face was distorted with pain, and beads of sweat as big as soybeans were streaming down his forehead.
She quickly got up, came up to him and whispered, "Do you want me to call a doctor?"
Zhou Xilai forced a smile: "Did I wake you? I'm fine, it just hurts a lot. I'll be fine if I bear it."
"You've suffered." Wei Xiaobao sniffed and said something considerate, which was rare.
Zhou Xilai was upset and said, "Don't talk, I want to be quiet."
He turned his head, bit the quilt with his teeth, his hair wet with sweat, and he didn't make a sound.
Seeing him in so much pain without even a groan, Wei Xiaobao's eyes became moist and his nose felt a little sore. After a while, perhaps because the pain had subsided, Zhou Xilai turned his face away, sweating profusely, and asked weakly, "Did I scare you?"
Wei Xiaobao wiped the sweat off his face with a towel, shook his head and changed the subject: "You must be very tired after lying down for so long. Let me give you a massage."
Zhou Xilai was indeed very tired from lying there. His legs had lost all feeling and he felt like the blood circulation in his body had stopped. He had wanted Wei Xiaobao to massage him for a long time, but he was too embarrassed to ask. Since she took the initiative to ask, he naturally would not refuse her kindness and said, "Okay, thank you."
Wei Xiaobao's soft hands gently pinched his legs, and he immediately felt much more comfortable, even the wound didn't hurt so much anymore.
"Do your hands have magic powers? The wound just got away from the pain."
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