Chapter 108 Coming to your door on Saturday
"Then you still drink tea in the evening?" Liang Jingwan straightened up and stared at Gu Zhengchen with burning eyes.
Gu Zhengchen was speechless and hugged Liang Jingwan in his arms again. The smile on his face was a little helpless, "Okay, I'm kidding you, how can you prepare for pregnancy without getting married."
Liang Jingwan snorted at the old man's bad taste, pillowed her head in Gu Zhengchen's arms, closed her eyes, and fell into a dream.
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The next day.
I don't know whether it was because she liked to kick up the quilt or because she liked to lift her pajamas when sleeping. When she got up in the morning, Liang Jingwan obviously felt top-heavy and weak.
She was so groggy that she couldn't even open her eyes. After washing, she went downstairs and walked up and down the stairs.
"Have you caught a cold?"
Gu Zhengchen was sitting at the dining table and saw Liang Jingwan looking gloomy, occasionally accompanied by a few sneezes and sniffing sounds.
Liang Jingwan nodded slightly and said in a hoarse voice with a strong nasal tone: "Maybe it's because I kicked the quilt last night."
Last night, she felt the heat in her sleep and rolled out of Gu Zhengchen's arms. Then, as if it wasn't enough, she kicked the quilt away. She didn't wake up from her dream until she felt the cold. She opened her eyes and felt the coldness. On my stomach, my pajamas have been rolled up to my neck, and even my sleeves have been rolled up to my elbows.
After Aunt Ming heard this, she quickly went to find cold medicine for her.
After lunch, Liang Jingwan followed the instructions to eat three meals a day and made a packet of cold granules.
Maybe it was because she had taken cold medicine and was working in the afternoon. Liang Jingwan just wanted to sleep, but her hands and feet were freezing cold, but her face was still hot and her eyelids were sore. Liang Jingwan thought it was because she didn't wear enough clothes. , so he put on another coat.
Until evening, the cold symptoms did not subside, but became a little worse. After dinner, after Liang Jingwan took the medicine, she lay on the bed with a hot water bottle under her feet to warm her feet.
Gu Zhengchen looked at her sluggish appearance and asked to go to the hospital, but Liang Jingwan refused. On the one hand, she had taken medicine and did not have a fever. On the other hand, she was afraid of going to the hospital to get an injection.
Seeing Liang Jingwan's insistence, Gu Zhengchen had no choice but to give up, but he was worried about it and couldn't let go, so he couldn't sleep well.
In the middle of the night, several coughs woke Gu Zhengchen up. After he reached out to turn on the lamp, he saw an abnormal red color on Liang Jingwan's face. He raised his hand to touch her forehead, which was already hot.
After taking the ear thermometer measurement, Liang Jingwan's temperature was as high as 39.8°C. Gu Zhengchen drove her to the hospital overnight.
It was already early in the morning, and I was in the emergency room. The doctor prescribed a bottle of ibuprofen suspension and two normal saline suspension bottles.
Perhaps due to the change of seasons between autumn and winter, there were many people in the infusion room.
Liang Jingwan put her hands on the cold table and raised her eyes to look at the nurse in the window. She was wearing a mask and holding a syringe and ampoule in her hand.
An inexplicable feeling of fear arose in my heart, especially when I saw the nurse gently push the needle to expel the air and a little liquid came out.
Suddenly, his face was turned around and pressed against Gu Zhengchen's lower abdomen.
The lack of vision made Liang Jingwan less nervous, but other sensations became clearer. She shivered subconsciously as the needle penetrated the skin and pushed into the veins.
"Okay." The nurse's words came to Liang Jingwan's ears, and Liang Jingwan felt as if she had just woken up from a dream.
Gu Zhengchen held a glass bottle containing medicine and saline, raised his hands high, and found an empty seat to sit down.
Gu Zhengchen hung the glass bottle into the infusion boom, then sat next to Liang Jingwan and took her into his arms.
The shawl covered Liang Jingwan's left hand for infusion. Gu Zhengchen's hand gently held the fingertips. Seeing Liang Jingwan's eyes reddened and looking pitiful, he raised his chin, kissed her temples with the corner of his mouth, and clasped Liang Jingwan's hand with his other hand. on the back of the head.
The comforting movements made Liang Jingwan want to cry, her shoulders shook slightly, and Gu Zhengchen lowered his voice to comfort her.
For several days, Gu Zhengchen was worried about Liang Jingwan's cold.
……
That night, Liang Jingwan went home for dinner.
When Ms. Su saw her sick look, she couldn't help but want to blame Gu Zhengchen.
Liang Jingwan apologized to Gu Zhengchen with a guilty conscience. After all, she was the cause of the cold and could not blame anyone else. After learning that it was Liang Jingwan who kicked the quilt herself, Ms. Su was quite helpless, "She's not a child anymore, why is she still like before?"
"It's hot."
Two people lie on the same bed, and Gu Zhengchen's body is like a heater, so they will naturally feel the heat.
When mentioning Gu Zhengchen, Ms. Su asked one more question: "When will we really bring him back to see him?"
Her daughter had been living with another man. Ms. Su knew very well that what was supposed to happen must have happened. With Gu Zhengchen's guarantee, she also knew that no accident would happen.
The two have been dating for four or five months, and it's time to bring them back to meet their parents. During the conversation with Gu Zhengchen, Ms. Su also knew that he took this relationship extremely seriously and cautiously, so the problem could only lie with Liang Jingwan.
As a mother and daughter for more than 20 years, Ms. Su has a thorough understanding of Liang Jingwan's temperament. She treats things with one word - put it off until she can no longer put it off.
Sure enough, Liang Jingwan still said the same old saying: "Wait a little longer."
"Why wait, it's just this Saturday." Ms. Su gave an ultimatum.
At the end, Ms. Su warned: "If you wait any longer, you will never go home again."
Liang Jingwan swallowed her saliva and said "Oh" slowly, but then she said again: "Then don't tell dad and grandpa who it is."
Ms. Su responded, "Well, you can go out and tell them later that you want to take someone home."
"Okay."
On the dining table.
Halfway through the meal, Liang Jingwan put down her chopsticks and said, "I..."
The other three people who didn't know anything looked at her.
"On Saturday, I will bring my boyfriend home to show you."
Mr. Liang and Liang Mingyuan, who knew the inside story, were not too surprised.
On the other hand, Lao Liang's hand shook and the bowl overturned.
There was a sound of "Bang -", and now Mr. Liang who was standing up, Ms. Su and Liang Jingwan on the opposite side, and Liang Mingyuan beside him all looked towards Mr. Liang.
Liang Jingwan opened her mouth slightly, maybe.
Lao Liang pretended to be calm, turned the bowl over and said, "Okay." His voice was slightly trembling.
"Help me serve another bowl of rice." Lao Liang told the servant.
Late at night, there were faint sparks on the balcony on the third floor.
Lao Liang was sitting on a wicker chair with a cigarette in his hand. There was an ashtray on the glass table with many cigarette butts in it.
Ms. Su woke up from her dream, and there was no one around her. After getting up and drinking tea, she could see the balcony lights on through the curtains, and she moved the door open.
Lao Liang turned around when he heard the noise, "Did it wake you up?"
Ms. Su shook her head and said, "I'm thirsty. Wake up and drink tea." She pulled the chair next to Lao Liang.
"Hey, tell me, why did you fall in love all of a sudden?"
After learning that his daughter had been in a relationship for more than four months, Lao Liang, a father who had no idea about it, was "in tears".
Ms. Su could not speak to comfort Lao Liang because she was an insider, so she could only hold his hand tightly.
"But it's okay. I'll wait until Saturday to give him a kick." Lao Liang comforted himself.
Ms. Su remained silent, just raised her eyes to look at Lao Liang's expression, and asked silently, are you sure?