Chapter 59 Accompanying Mom to Buy a Little Dress
After Ji Zeqiu fell ill, the crew needed to take leave, and other announcements were also postponed.
The manager was so anxious that he even persuaded Ji Zeqiu many times to go to the hospital and get an IV drip, which would help him recover faster.
However, his stubborn temper got worse and he refused to leave, insisting on waiting for Wenli here.
The manager was also afraid that he would go crazy with the fever, so he could only find some antipyretic medicine for him, while praying that Wenli would come over quickly and persuade him to go to the hospital.
But from dawn to dusk, the agent took Ji Zeqiu's cell phone and made five or six calls, but no one answered.
He was anxiously circling in front of the hotel. An idea flashed in his mind, and he suddenly thought of someone.
Shen Qingtang.
She is somewhat similar to Wen Li. Anyway, Ji Zeqiu is so confused now that he may not be able to tell the two apart.
Just as the agent was seriously considering this possibility, the phone finally rang.
He didn't even bother to check the caller ID. After answering the call, he hurriedly said: "Miss Wen, where have you been? If you don't come over, Zeqiu will faint from the fever!"
"What the hell are you fainting from?" Go over there, what's wrong with him!" The breath on the other end of the phone stagnated for a moment, and the Qingwan voice was filled with panic.
That is a different tone from Wenli.
The agent looked at the caller ID and realized that the person calling was not Wen Li, but Lin Xu.
When did they exchange contact information?
As soon as a wisp of doubtful smoke rose, it was interrupted by Lin Xu's anxious urging.
"Brother Zhao, tell me quickly! What happened to Zeqiu!"
Under her urging, the manager told her about Ji Zeqiu's situation.
Lin Xu asked again about the location of the hotel, said he would be here soon, and hung up the phone.
The agent did not wait long this time. She was dozens of kilometers away from the city and she arrived in half an hour.
At least someone is here.
The manager thought so and opened the door to welcome her in, "You are finally here. Zeqiu's condition seems to be more serious..."
Lin Xu walked over and saw Ji Zeqiu's cheeks Burning red, he clutched the quilt on his chest tightly, as if he was having a nightmare, sweat dripped from his forehead, and he breathed heavily uneasily.
Lin Xu reached out and touched his forehead. The scorching temperature spread from his skin to her palm, making her scream in surprise.
She took out the fever-reducing patch she bought on the road and put it on his forehead, hoping to cool him down.
The cold touch dissipated the hot breath, and Ji Zeqiu's frown gradually relaxed.
Although he had taken medicine, Lin Xu was still worried and asked his agent to find a doctor and give him an antipyretic injection.
“What should I do if he doesn’t want to?” The agent hesitated.
"He fainted, how could he know so much." Lin Xu said.
When the agent heard this, he thought so. He took out his cell phone and arranged for the doctor to come over.
Even though Ji Zeqiu fell asleep, his senses were still sensitive. After the doctor raised the needle, he struggled uneasily.
The familiar scene made Lin Xu feel a little dazed, almost subconsciously. She held Ji Zeqiu's hand, and without thinking, the words on her lips came out smoothly as if she had said them a thousand times:
"Good boy Zeqiu, let's take a fever-reducing injection. You will feel better soon after the injection, and then you can continue to go shopping with your mother~"
Her voice was very soft , melodious and beautiful, easily evoked the common memories of the two of them.
A month or two before Lin Xu's death, Ozawa Qiu had just been ill and his body temperature was very high.
Like all children, Ozawa also hates going to the hospital and would rather take medicine than get an injection. However, after taking the medicine for a day, his body temperature rose instead of falling. Lin Xu was so anxious that he almost cried, so he had to call the family doctor to give him an injection.
When Ozawa Qiu saw the needle, he huddled in the quilt and cried. Big tears kept overflowing from his eyes, wetting his red little face. They all relented.
Lin Xu had no choice but to put him in his arms, hold his little hand and coaxed: "...You will get better soon after the injection, and then you can continue to go shopping with your mother~"
Because of illness, Ozawa Qiu was lying in bed and could not continue to accompany Lin Xu to buy a beautiful little skirt. His little face was wrinkled with worry.
After weighing for a few seconds between her mother and the injection, Ozawa Qiu compromised and pursed her lips: "Okay, I can only take one injection. After the injection, I will accompany my mother to buy a skirt."
< br>Seeing the needle fall, those round eyes closed tightly tightly, shrinking into Lin Xu's arms in fear.
The pain lasted for a few seconds, and an antipyretic injection was over.
The doctor took back the needle and the agent sent him away.
Ji Zeqiu can’t remember most of the past events, and he even forgot what his mother looked like.
It was as if a big hole had been dug out of his chest, and many memories had been dug out from inside. The hole would expand from time to time, making it lonely and painful.
He did not dare to look through the photos, for fear that he would think of the beautiful life of a family of five in the past and tear another bloody scar on the hole.
The only choice is to forget.
But today, he inexplicably remembered something he had long forgotten.
Tears overflowed from the corners of his closed eyes and wetted Ji Zeqiu's slender eyelashes. He held Lin Xu's hand harder and murmured in a low voice.
Lin Xu attached her ear and heard him say: "...After the beating, I will accompany my mother to buy a small skirt."
It seems that he said he hates his mother, but when he is sick and fragile, he still Calling mom.
Lin Xu picked up a tissue and wiped the sweat off his body, and smiled slightly, "Okay, then we will buy a little skirt after you wake up."
"Well... "
A dull and fuzzy response escaped from Ji Zeqiu's throat. He breathed slowly and gradually fell asleep.
It was a deep sleep.
Ji Zeqiu dreamed about many things when he was a child. He hugged his mother and asked her to tell him stories, asked her to sleep with him and was not allowed to go back to the room, and went to the amusement park to play together...
However, his mother's face seemed to be mosaic and blurry. He tried to open his eyes wide, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see clearly.
As the day dawned, his mother looked like a mermaid, her figure slowly turned transparent, like foam, and the warm hand holding him slipped away from his hand.
"Mom, don't go, don't go..." Ji Zeqiu waved his hands in panic, trying to grab something.
Next moment.
He opened his eyes suddenly and stared blankly at the white ceiling. An uncomfortable feeling rose from his heart and gradually spread to his limbs.
Ji Zeqiu reached out to hold his chest, but found that his palm was being held by someone.
He was stunned for a moment, remembering that Wen Li said she wanted to see him yesterday, a trace of joy appeared on his pale face.
"Warm..."
Ji Zeqiu turned his head and saw the peaceful sleeping face lying on the edge of the bed, and his words stopped abruptly.
How could it be Lin Xu?
Is she here all night?