Chapter 25: . Oh ah

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"What's wrong with Qingge? His face is so red and he has a fever?" Huo Sihuan saw Feng Jing breaking in, and quickly put down the water glass, and took him to the bed to put people down.
Duan Yunjing wanted to put the person on the bed and let Huo Sizhen check his veins, but the sick Xiao Qingge was very sticky. He couldn't give up because he was holding his arm. Eyes, as if Duan Yijing did something bad.
"Baby, I'm holding you, check it first, OK?" Duan Junjing coaxed softly, sitting directly on the bed holding the person himself.
"Measure your body temperature first, how can you be allergic all the way?" Huo Sihao reached out to check the temperature of his forehead. Fortunately, it was not too high. He took out the thermometer to a friend, raised the sleeves of Qingge himself, and watched. Looking at those rashes, "Qing Ge's body was allergic and the reaction was very big. The rash also came out. Does the hand itch?"
Qing Ge buried her face in her lover's arms, but she didn't want to look up, and she just nodded gently, revealing her back.
Duan Yunjing looked at people like this, knowing that he was uncomfortable, and tightened the person tightly, put the thermometer under his armpit, and lifted the clothes on his back, saying: "Yes, baby will develop a lot of red rashes when he is allergic. I just thought about it, it should be the problem of the purple potato sticky rice dumpling, because I have let him eat other dishes and pastries before, he didn't have this situation, the only first contact was the purple potato sticky rice dumpling. Now. "
"Well, I know. The back is very serious. Be careful if you have an itch. Be careful not to let him scratch the skin. It will be difficult and scarring." Huo Sihui returned to the desk and brushed I wrote a medicine list.
Duan Junjing hugged him and coaxed him quietly: "Baby, is there any discomfort, we'll be fine in a while."
Qing Ge looked up at him, stretched out his hand to hold his hand, his fingers were interlocked, and felt the warm touch of his palms, and he felt a lot more comfortable: "It was a little itchy, my head was a little dizzy, my throat was a little uncomfortable, and it was gone."
Huo Siyi came back and just heard this, motioned to Jing Jing to show him the thermometer, and said, "Qing Ge, open your mouth and let me see."
"The throat is inflamed. You should be allergic to glutinous rice. Don't touch it later. It's okay." Huo Siyu turned off the flashlight. "You wait here, I'll dispense medicine."
Twenty minutes after Huo Siyi came back, Qing Ge was drowsy in his arms and wanted to sleep.
"Have an antipyretic needle and hang a little bit, don't worry, right. He will take a blood test to check that his dizziness should be a little hypoglycemic." Huo Sihao removed the package of the injection and held Qingge and grabbed Duan Yijing The collar's hand, which was originally fair, now has red dots, and it's really annoying to watch.
"Take it lightly." Duan Junjing watched the needle pierce the back of the little lover's hand and couldn't help but remind her by saying, "Baby is afraid of pain."
Huo Siyi looked at him helplessly: "... wake up, can't you trust my technology?"
Then I gave Qingge an shot. Fortunately, that person was just frowning, but he didn't struggle. Even if he struggled, as soon as Duan Jingjing spoke, he would be miraculously quiet and infused fluidly, really worry-free (?) .
Qing Ge was drowsy in his dream, and his head was dizzy again. He could feel that someone had lifted his clothes, and then there was a sting. He wanted to cry without any excitement, but whenever he wanted to cry, there would always be someone to shoot. His back coaxed softly, a familiar breath and a familiar voice, and then the grievances in his heart disappeared.
Qingge hummed for a while while drawing blood, and his small slap face was full of grievances, but his eyes did not open, it was purely an instinctive reaction. He originally hated injections and was afraid of pain. Now he can be good. It's been amazing for so long.
"Okay." Huo Sijiu finally took a small amount of blood from the bottle. He usually watched the worrying little guy who was so noisy in private. If it were not for Duan Jingjing, it may not be possible to complete the infusion quietly. Drop one thing.
Huo Siyi took the blood to check, leaving space for Duan Yijing. Qing Ge kept falling asleep in the arms of her lover, showing no sign of waking, but humming from time to time, indicating that she did not sleep well.
Duan Yijing hugged the man, his big hand kept walking on his back, and gently relieved itching through his clothes until Xiao Qingge's temperature slowly dropped, and his face was not so red, so he felt relieved. .
"咚咚咚"
After Chen Han knocked on the door, he pushed in and put it on the table beside the bed, saying: "Senior, the vegetable porridge you want, I asked the store to put a little meat foam, not much, if Qingge If you do n’t have an appetite, there is a white porridge, is there anything else? "
"Well, it's okay for the moment, you go back first, there is me here. I won't go to the company tomorrow, you will bring important documents to my home." Duan Jingjing said.
After Chen Han was gone, Duan Yejing freed up a hand and simmered the porridge with a bowl, thinking that Xiao Qingge didn't have dinner, how much to let him eat something, and watching people sleep uneasily, fed porridge. His baby just likes to eat, even if he is asleep, as long as there is something delicious, he will instinctively swallow, a typical snack.
What's in your mouth? Sweet, glutinous, Qing Ge opened her mouth obediently, drank the spoonful of porridge fed with spoonful, and opened her tightly frowning brows. After eating a small bowl, she still pouted.
Duan Yunjing was amused by the confusing state of the little lover. He turned his bangs away with his hand, left a bright forehead, wiped his sweat, patted him back, and coaxed him to sleep. I usually look good, who thought it was so noisy when I was sick?
It is not uncomfortable, but very comfortable. A pair of gentle big hands are always stroking him gently, and a voice is always coaxing him gently. Qing Ge is comfortable in Duan Jingjing's arms, and I like this feeling very much.
Huo Siyi took an inspection report and came in, looking at the person who fell asleep and didn't forget to chatter everywhere, but reluctantly laughed: "Have you been quiet for so long?"
"Is there something wrong with Qingge's body?" Duan Qiujing was holding his little lover, completely coaxing him as a child, letting him lie in his arms, holding the hand with which he stuck the needle, to avoid him, tossing him anyway I will fall asleep, as long as I do n’t cry uncomfortable.
"I'm a little hypoglycemic, so I'm dizzy. I eat breakfast on time in the morning and exercise properly. It's not that I say you. I don't like it with your child. He doesn't like to move. You have to pull him to exercise." Helplessly, Ning Yu had previously teased him and his family, but they did not know that Xun Jing really spoiled people.
"If you have sports, after dinner every night, we will go for a walk in the community. We usually walk a long time, he likes it." Duan Jingjing smiled. "He usually is very good. Although he doesn't like sports, he accompanies every day. I run for half an hour. "
"That's good, you still need to exercise properly. Running, playing and playing are effortless. You accompany him to do more. His physical immunity is already poor. It is good for him to do these things." Huo Siyi was miscalculated and forgot The regiment in his arms was protecting Duan Jingjing, but how could he bother him? I guess he would go up before he could speak.
"It should be allergic to glutinous rice. Don't give him this in the future. After taking the medicine, it will be good soon. You can go back after the infusion. Check back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Huo Siyi added.
"it is good."
When the Qing Ge fan woke up, his eyes were stunned for a second before he remembered where this was. Looking down, he could see that his hands were tightly tied with Jing Ge's hands, and his eyes were bent. It ’s not a dream? Isn't he stunned for a long time? I thought it was a big pillow, so shameful ...
"Wake up?" Duan Junjing looked down at the confused man, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled softly, "Is there any trouble?"
"Jing brother, when is it now?" Qing Ge sat obediently in his arms, and as long as he smelled this person's breath, he was at ease.
"More than eight o'clock, just woke up, almost finished the infusion, you can go home in a while." Duan Yijing squeezed his small face, distressed, "I have only raised a few days, now I'm in trouble, and There is no blood, and I usually eat a lot. Why not grow meat? "
Qing Ge smiled and said, "I don't have a fat constitution. It's fine now. You see, it's been so long since you got sick for the first time. If I had been there before, I would have been sick."
"You're still happy when you're sick together, dumb?" Duan Yunjing reluctantly, pulled his sleeve again, the red rash on it was not so scary, "It's still itchy? I can't bear the itch, and can't scratch it ?"
"Uh huh! I remember." Qing Ge grinned.
Just when Huo Siyi pushed in the door and saw the person who had recovered his spirit, jokingly said, "Oh, Xiao Qingge is awake. No one who eats tofu in the night is asleep. No one is beautiful. Can't you act like a fool, all day long. "
"Hey, besides me, who else dare to eat Jing Ge tofu?" Qing Ge retorted with a smile.
"No face and no skin." Huo Siyi sneered and looked at the bottle. "Well, I've pulled the needle and can go home. My wife is still waiting at home."
Qing Ge looked resentfully at the pin and eye on his hand, and it hurt ... even with Jing Ge's caress, it really hurts ...
"What kind of expression do you have? Why does it hurt?" Huo Sihao looked at the man with a wrinkled face, and said with annoyance that it was the first time that he had been suspected of abandoning his practice after so many years of medical treatment.
"It's okay, go back and make dumplings for you. Would you like a crystal red date cake? Or would you like rock candy Sydney?" Duan Junjing coaxed, pressing the needle in his hand.
Qing Ge glanced at Huo Sizhen lightly, nodded his grievances at his old attacking committee, it hurt, begging for feed.
Huo Siyi: "..." Xiu En's love and I will serve you both. No, I have to go back to my wife for comfort.
When he returned, Duan Jingjing hugged the man, hugged him in the car, hugged him off the car, hugged him home, and took good care of the person without blowing a trace of cold wind.
"Baby, can I cook pumpkin millet porridge for you? Can you wait for me here?" Duan Junjing laughed as he looked at the teenager who was about to fall asleep after taking off his shoes into the bed.
Qing Ge nodded at him, the beautiful cat's eyes bent into a crescent.
Duan Yijing was softened by his heart, rubbed his hair, and whispered softly: "Am I raising a pig? Just sleep when you eat, and eat when you wake up. No, you can even sleep." "
"It ’s good to have a piglet. The piglets all listen to you. Just feed them. Others haven't been so good." Qing Ge said with a smile.
"Brother, I'm back." Duan Chenchen put his schoolbag on the sofa, heard the sound of the kitchen, and hurried over to see his brother cooking porridge.
"Well, you can have supper in a few minutes. Are you still used to class?" Duan Junjing laughed and turned down the fire.
Both primary and secondary schools have begun. This is the first week of my brother's school. Duan Junjing asked the driver to pick him up and go to class at night. Usually he was fine when he returned.
"Well, they're all good, the teachers haven't changed. Did the little brother sleep?" Chen Chen walked over to get the bowl.
"Little brother is ill, rest in bed." Duan Yijing poured hot porridge into a bowl and took another plate of red date cake. 2k novel reading network