He put the warm water in the cup into his spatial storage, then poured spiritual spring water into the cup, and carefully stuck it to Feng Yi's lips.
She felt that this method wouldn't be very effective, but she didn't dare to use it because it was too effective. She planned to give him more spiritual spring water when there were fewer people passing by at night.
After Tang Baozhu felt that she had managed to save Feng Yi, her worried heart was slightly relieved, and she finally felt her stomach growling.
When Hu Yong came to her house, it was almost 11 o'clock. After a speeding drive of more than an hour to the hospital, it was long past lunchtime. Moreover, pregnant women should not go hungry, and she didn't know what kind of food was served in the hospital.
Hu Yong brought himself over, asked the doctor about Feng Yi's condition, and then left. Judging from his appearance, he had brought Feng Yi back on purpose and was probably going back to continue his mission.
As for the specific tasks, Tang Baozhu didn't ask. The confidentiality agreement was no joke, and she would never ask a question she shouldn't.
It seems I'll have to find food myself. Should I just pay for meals at the cafeteria? Or should I buy food outside and cook it using the hospital's kitchen?
Tang Baozhu could accept either outcome. If she cooked it herself, she could make some soup for Feng Yi and let him drink it after he woke up, so he could at least nourish his body.
He's lying here silently, his face as white as a ghost. If he weren't still breathing, I'd worry he might just pass away peacefully. It's heartbreaking to see him like this.
Moreover, he hasn't even had an IV drip. It's probably because the medicine is too scarce. He's been here for so long and no doctor or nurse has come to give him an IV drip. I don't know if there aren't any available or what.
Normally, someone with such a serious injury would be on an IV drip for inflammation. However, it's understandable if there's a shortage of supplies, but the hospital is facing a shortage while I'm not.
What's missing in the space? Maybe airplanes and cannons, but there are anti-inflammatory IV drips. It's just that she's never had an injection before. Although she's practically a doctor, she's never actually given a needle prick, so she's a little hesitant to do it.
Fortunately, she found a lot of anti-inflammatory medicine in the warehouse. She thought that if she fed him more anti-inflammatory medicine, he wouldn't be easily discovered. At most, people would just think that he was in better physical condition and that his wounds healed faster.
Feeding him medicine is much simpler than feeding him spiritual spring water; at least there are fewer opportunities to expose him.
After thinking about random things for a while, I finally left the ward because I was so hungry that I couldn't stand it anymore.
Worried that something might happen to Feng Yi in the ward, she quickly closed the door and asked the nurse to keep an eye on him before leaving, assuring her she would be right back.
I wandered around outside for a bit and then came back with some bones and a slaughtered chicken. Don't ask, I just found it at the market.
She even packed up her own food, casually taking some cooked steamed buns and dumplings from her spatial storage to fill her stomach. She was just being casual about it, planning to treat herself properly once Feng Yi recovered.
Fortunately, the doctors at the county hospital were quite accommodating. Knowing that the soup was meant to nourish the patient, they didn't refuse to use any of the ingredients.
But it wasn't free; I gave them a token two cents, and they had something to say about it, so I didn't feel so embarrassed.
But then it suddenly occurred to me that Feng Yi still hadn't woken up. If I made soup for him, he wouldn't be able to eat it if he wasn't awake.
It's true what they say, pregnancy makes you stupid for three years. I've only been pregnant for a short time, but I already feel like I've become silly. I wasn't very smart to begin with, and now I look even less so.
It's a pity that I've already bought it, and brought it in openly and honestly. If I don't cook it, I have nowhere to put it. I thought I might as well just stew it.
The chicken soup simmered for two hours, and Tang Baozhu stayed in the kitchen for over two hours. As soon as the soup was ready, she took a basin, filled it up, and carried it to the ward.
She secretly took the soup bowl from her spatial storage. When she returned to the ward, she found that Feng Yi was still the same as when she left, so she knew that he hadn't woken up for the past few hours.
This pot of soup will have to stay here for now. I wonder if Feng Yi will be lucky enough to come out and have a taste?
If he were to wake up, he would surely be amazed to see how much better his wife's cooking skills had become after just three months.
Feng Yi didn't wake up for three consecutive days. Of course, the soup ended up in Tang Baozhu's stomach.
Even though he secretly gave him anti-inflammatory medicine every night, he still couldn't swallow it. In the end, he could only secretly feed him a little water with spiritual energy so that he wouldn't get better all at once and arouse suspicion.
Today is the fourth day, and Feng Yi's breathing is much stronger. He no longer looks like he could die at any moment. Tang Baozhu knows that his life has been saved.
Even the doctor said his pulse was stronger and he would probably wake up in a day or two.
For the past day or two, Tang Baozhu has been stewing chicken soup almost every day. If he wakes up, she will give it to him to drink; if he doesn't wake up, she will have to drink it herself.
It seems that Feng Yi hasn't had a single drop of the soup Tang Baozhu has cooked in the past few days, while she herself feels that her stomach has gotten even bigger.
She is now certain that she is carrying more than one baby; this is the first time she has conceived twins without using twin pills.
She is now worried that when the two of them grow up, if one of them wants to go to the countryside, will they fight over it?
She couldn't help but laugh again, realizing she was thinking too far ahead. She touched her stomach and unconsciously stared at Feng Yi's face.
I don't know if the baby in my belly will look more like me or Feng Yi after it's born. As I look at it, I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I feel like Feng Yi's eyebrows twitched.
She quickly stared at him closely and realized it wasn't her imagination; Feng Yi's eyebrows did indeed twitch. He probably felt the pain near his heart, which made him unconsciously furrow and raise his eyebrows.
Tang Baozhu knew he was about to wake up, so she quickly ran out of the ward to find the doctor. "Doctor, Feng Yi seems to be waking up. Please go and check if he's about to wake up."
Upon hearing that Feng Yi was about to wake up, the doctor quickly grabbed his tools and ran to the ward.
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