Mu Huaixi didn't expect that a drunk Ying Mingcheng would be so much more difficult to deal with than a slightly tipsy one.
He was a little drunk last time when Wen Ju was there, but he was fine after taking a nap in the afternoon. He even heated up the meal when Mu Huaixi came home from get off work.
But perhaps they were too happy tonight. He drank half a bottle of white wine by himself, but she only had a sip of the bottom of the cup. Mu Huaixi ate and talked with him. When she realized that something was wrong with him, she had already been embraced by him. He held her on his lap and patted her head to comfort her, "It's okay, it's okay, Xiaoxi, I will protect you."
Mu Huaixi heard the heartache in his words. Just as she was about to look up and say that she was fine, the man hugged her even tighter. She didn't know what he was thinking. He patted her head and back, and kept saying that he would protect her.
“…”
To be honest, it was quite comfortable to hug him. Mu Huaixi gave up struggling and nestled obediently in his arms.
At this time, it was snowing outside. The two of them huddled on the warm kang bed, listening to the lively New Year's Eve programs on the radio. Mu Huaixi felt warm and peaceful.
But this tranquility was soon broken by the creator. Ying Mingcheng took her hand and kissed each finger back and forth. He also put his chin, which had just grown stubble, against her palm and insisted that she rub it.
"You, what are you doing!" Mu Huaixi felt hot all over from the kiss, and couldn't bear the itch of the stubble. She tried to push the man away with both hands, but he pulled both hands back into his arms and touched and kissed her. But Ying Mingcheng still felt that he had a legitimate reason, saying that he had taken the blame for Xiao Bailu before, so naturally he had to do the "fact" as well.
Mu Huaixi was angry and annoyed. She didn't understand what he was saying at all. She glanced at the little white deer quietly munching on corn in the corner. She felt even more embarrassed and annoyed. She used her hands and feet to push him out.
But the drunk man didn't listen to anything. Like a hibernating bear about to wake up, he trapped her in front of him and rubbed her hard with his newly grown stubble, for fear that she would not be able to smell like him.
"You smell so good," Ying Mingcheng said with red eyes. He suddenly sniffed behind her ear and licked it as if he had found the best honey.
Mu Huaixi felt like being struck by lightning. He shrank his neck and twisted his body, but he couldn't escape it.
"You, don't do that." She didn't even bother to admire the bulging chest muscles beneath her palms. She bit her lower lip tightly as soon as she said a word, afraid that any strange sound would escape. She was confused and confused. She didn't understand why she felt numb all over after just being touched on the ear. This was not the same as her impression of intimacy. Mu Huaixi even took her pulse to see if she was sick.
Unfortunately, her pulse was beating like a drum, and she could not read anything except that she was confused and delirious.
Ying Mingcheng thought she was shy, so he hugged her and changed her direction, kissing her without caring about. Mu Huaixi felt his tenderness and love. The two of them were arguing with each other, their clothes falling all over the place. As the room was filled with spring, there was a rapid knock on the door, "Doctor Mu! Doctor Mu!! Doctor Mu, help me!!"
“…”
Ying Mingcheng raised his head angrily, but he still had some sense. He helped Xiaoxi in his arms to gather her clothes and walked gently towards the stairs.
Mu Huaixi sat up panting, put on her clothes to the sound of stairs deliberately made by Ying Mingcheng, and drank a cup of cold tea on the table before she calmed down the fire in her heart.
She straightened her hair a little and was about to open the door.
Ying Mingcheng walked back, put his military coat on her, stood in front of her, and then opened the door.
The cold night wind rushed in through the crack in the door in an instant, making Mu Huaixi a little more awake, but most of the wind was blocked by the man in front of her. She listened to the woman's anxious call outside the door, and thought that their house still needed a fence. If someone rushed in and knocked on the door when something happened, she would not be able to sleep at night.
The person knocking on the door hurriedly was Liu Qing. Behind her, another person was holding a baby in their arms. When they saw the door open, they rushed forward, "Doctor Mu! Doctor Mu, please save my son!"
Liu Qing, however, was much more rational. Seeing that it was Ying Mingcheng who opened the door, she froze for a moment, then stopped the person rushing forward behind her and hurriedly explained, "Cao Qie's son has a fever and convulsions. Applying alcohol hasn't reduced the fever. Can we let Doctor Mu take a look?"
Ying Mingcheng slowly made way for him, but at the same time turned his head to look at Mu Huaixi. He was sobered up by this disturbance. Convulsion was not a trivial matter, so he had to let Xiaoxi be prepared.
Mu Huaixi nodded at him and even pulled him with her hand. Convulsion was not a trivial matter, and the child had to be brought in quickly.
Cao Qie, the instructor of the first battalion, had gone to the military district for training, leaving his wife and son alone at home. His wife, Qiu Beibei, formerly a lark in the military district's song and dance troupe, was now so anxious she couldn't stop crying, like a frightened little bird. As soon as she entered the house, she began to tell Mu Huaixi about their son's symptoms.
"Xiaobao went out to play with the kids in the building in the afternoon. When he came back, his clothes and pants were all wet. I then realized that they had gone to the lake to collect firework shells!" Qiu Beibei wiped her face fiercely. She really didn't understand. There were firecrackers at home, so why would Xiaobao go with them to collect firework shells? Besides, the shells in the lake had already been cleaned up, so what could be left?
"He came back and changed his clothes. I gave him some ginger soup and scolded him. Xiaobao didn't eat anything at night..." Qiu Beibei blamed herself again as she spoke. Was it because she scolded him too much that Xiaobao cried and had a fever. Liu Qing beside her patted her shoulder, and Qiu Beibei perked up and continued, "He was listless after dinner. I coaxed him to sleep and did the housework. When I came back, I found he had a fever, so I wiped his hands and feet with alcohol. His temperature went down a little at first, but then it came back. He was talking nonsense and had the shiver. I didn't think it was good, so I asked Sister Liu Qing to bring him to you."
Cao Qie was not at home, and Qiu Beibei didn't like to go out alone. She just stayed at home to look after the children. She had only met Mu Huaixi a few times, so she had to let Liu Qing bring the children over.
"Children like to play, don't worry," Mu Huaixi comforted her and looked at Cao Xiaobao who was lying on his side on the kang bed. His face was obviously red with fever, but there was also a hint of purple inside. There was a layer of white scab on his half-open lips, which showed that he had a severe fever.
The little boy, who was only four or five years old, was wrapped in a thick military coat. Mu Huaixi reached out and touched the back of his neck and felt a layer of cold sweat.
Liu Qing said he had a fever and convulsions, and when he came, he could indeed see his legs and feet twitching, but Mu Huaixi took his hand and pressed and rubbed the Hegu acupoint for a while, and the frequency of the convulsions gradually decreased.
"Get a cotton swab and wet his mouth," Mu Huaixi asked Qiu Beibei, who was squeezed next to her legs, to find something to do, and asked Ying Mingcheng to go to the kitchen to get sesame oil. The child was too young to withstand the tossing and turning, so she planned to use oil massage.
Liu Qing, who was standing beside him, endured it again and again, "Doctor Mu, don't you have a medicine that can make people wake up when they smell it? Why don't you give it to Xiaobao?"
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