Jiang Weifang thought a lot, especially about the thing in her dream that she couldn't accept. She finally decided to call Brother Long Chao herself tomorrow.
After making this decision, Jiang Weifang immediately felt relaxed both physically and mentally.
Leaving the second bedroom, I saw the helplessness Zhou Xiang wore when accompanying Xinxin. I had often seen it on Long Chao's face. Why did I think it was the helplessness of doting? Why couldn't it be the helplessness of fatigue? Why couldn't it be the helplessness of life?
I entered the master bedroom, intending to talk to Long Chao, but when I heard his slightly rapid breathing, I couldn't bear to disturb him.
It’s past nine o’clock, time to go to bed.
I made the bed and prepared to give my daughter a bath and bed.
My hand, while tidying the bed sheets, touched Long Chao's hand. I was startled and quickly touched his forehead. Oops! He has a fever.
"Long Chao, Long Chao, wake up, let's go to the hospital, you have a fever."
Long Chao opened his confused eyes and said, "No, it's a low-grade fever. I've taken the temperature."
Jiang Weifang suddenly burst into tears. She thought about it and realized that what he said was right. Long Chao just endured it as long as he could. He took his own measurements and kept silent about the low fever. How foolish and blind she was!
Jiang Weifang's crying attracted Zhou Xiang and Old Lady Liu, "What's wrong?"
Long Chaoqiang propped himself up and said, "Mom, I'm fine. I just have a low-grade fever. Weifang is worried."
Zhou Xiang pulled away his still-crying aunt and lowered his voice, "What's wrong with you? Didn't you see that your uncle-in-law was still comforting grandma even though he wasn't feeling well? Is this how you usually act? He wasn't feeling well, yet you still forced yourself to comfort you? Why are you so squeamish? Didn't grandma give you a good beating?"
Jiang Weifang finally wiped away her tears and said, "I just suddenly felt sorry for him. He knew he had a fever, but he was still enduring it."
Zhou Xiang shook her hand off, "Haha, your heartache is really unique."
Turning around, he pulled his grandmother away and said, "Stop talking. My uncle needs to rest. He's tired from talking too much."
Pulling grandma to the second bedroom, "Auntie makes trouble, and you also make trouble. You are uncomfortable and you have to comfort you. You are really a mother and daughter."
Old Lady Liu was puzzled. "What's wrong with you?"
Zhou Xiang lowered his voice and shouted, "What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? My uncle-in-law is not feeling well, shouldn't he lie down and rest? You two, mother and daughter, one crying and the other nagging beside you, how can the patient get better?
I get angry just looking at it, but maybe, in my dream, it’s a relief that he’s gone.”
"Didn't I advise him to go to the hospital?"
"If he has a low-grade fever, he should go to the hospital. There are many medicines he cannot take. If he takes them for a long time, he will develop drug resistance. What medicine will he use when he has a high fever in the future?"
"So what do you say we should do?"
"Why should I say that? What does his wife do? She doesn't even know basic medical knowledge and can't take care of patients. Whoever marries her will be unlucky!"
"You kid, what you said is really rude!"
"Why are my words harsh? Listen, they're still crying and trying to comfort each other over there. Who's sick anyway? Huh? Look at the girl you raised, she's bringing disaster to others. She didn't want a privileged family, but endured hardships with her, and she still thinks she's a delicate lady who needs comfort from a sick person. Your stick is useless, and you've made people stupid."
Old Mrs. Liu listened to the noise in that room and found that he was still muttering.
So he walked to the living room and shouted towards the bedroom: "Weifang, come out for a moment."
Jiang Weifang walked out with red eyes. Old Lady Liu grabbed her hand and walked towards the second bedroom. Zhou thought of leaving the second bedroom and leaving the space to Old Lady Liu.
I didn't expect that my aunt is still a white lotus, maybe because someone loves her! In her previous life, after her uncle-in-law passed away, she became a queen flower.
Sighing, he walked into the kitchen, took out his aunt's handheld juicer from the cupboard, and a peach instantly appeared in his hand.
After washing, chop it with a knife, put it into a juicer, squeeze it hard with both hands, and the juice will slowly flow into the bowl.
He added some boiled water and brought it to the master bedroom. "Uncle, drink some water. Xinxin, move aside. Daddy is not feeling well. Can you just play by yourself?"
"No, I'm staying with Dad."
"But, when daddy is not feeling well, he needs to sleep. If you're around, he won't be able to sleep peacefully and will be even more tired. Go to the living room and I'll stay with you for a while."
"Okay! I'll go to the living room and wait for Fourth Sister."
"Good! Xinxin is so good."
Long Chao took the bowl from Zhou Xiang's hand and took a look at it. "What is this?"
"I made something good, you try it."
Long Chao raised his hand and drained the turbid water in the bowl.
After drinking the water, a warm current slowly rose to the chest, and a trace went to the head, clearing up the drowsy mind.
"Think about it! This..." Long Chao was surprised.
"Shh!" Zhou Xiang put his index finger on his lips.
"Your wife is inexperienced, so it's enough for you and me to know."
Long Chao nodded. He finally understood what was wrong with what he heard from Wei Fang.
It turns out that she has a bigger secret.
"Great! I feel really good after drinking this water. My chest isn't so stuffy anymore."
"I'll try to get some back tomorrow. But, let me give you a piece of advice. You're spoiling your wife and daughter like this. Have you ever thought about your poor health? If something happens, how will you let these two inexperienced people survive in this world?"
After Zhou Xiang finished speaking, he took the bowl and went out, tidied up the kitchen, and went to the living room to accompany Xinxin.
Xinxin sat obediently on the sofa waiting. Zhou Xiang couldn't help but sigh. No wonder her aunt and uncle spoiled her.
Although it is annoying, when he is obedient, he is so well-behaved that it makes people feel distressed.
"Come on, Xinxin, tell Fourth Sister that Daddy is sick. Are you sad, Xinxin?"
Xinxin nodded, "It's sad, but you have to be obedient."
"Then do you know why Dad got sick?"
Long Xin shook her head.
"Because Daddy is too tired. He has to go to work every day and accompany you after get off work. He has no time to sleep and rest. When you have nothing to do, play some games that you can play by yourself. Don't you go to class with your parents?
You can also write and draw by yourself! If you don’t look for dad anymore, he can rest and sleep, and then he won’t be sick so often.”
"Really?"
"Really! You can try it and see if it's true."
"Yes, I need to observe more."
“How clever!”
"Fourth sister, I'm sleepy."
"Well, I'll take you to the bathroom and you tell me how you usually wash. Can we do this together?"
"Okay, I know what to do. I'll tell you."
The two sisters went to the bathroom. Long Chao kept listening to their conversation, thinking about her advice. He wondered if he should change. Weifang had been spoiled by him in the past few years like a dodder, but it was indeed difficult for dodder to survive after leaving its climbing objects.
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