Chapter 125
Late at night.
Lu Qianchuan felt the woman beside him starting to burn up again and woke up suddenly.
He got up and touched the woman's forehead, so hot.
Her cheeks were burned red, but her lips were pale and had dry skin.
But he had already given her fever-reducing medicine, and the medicine's effect time was not yet two hours, so she couldn't take medicine again.
She cried too hard before, and didn't listen to him, just let him help find fever-reducing medicine, wait for her to take a shower, take medicine, and sleep.
Burning so severely, she didn't wake up, this was too abnormal!
He carried her and took her to the hospital.
On the way, Qin Yan woke up, looked at him blankly, and reached out to find something beside her.
"Are you looking for your schoolbag? I'll get it for you." Lu Qianchuan didn't know her situation, so he also brought her schoolbag.
Qin Yan found the schoolbag, took out a blue pill from it, and ate it. She said with a hoarse voice, "Don't worry, my illness is just a high fever, it will last for a while, and it will be fine after taking the medicine. Sorry, I didn't tell you in advance."
"Going to the hospital is always better." Lu Qianchuan held her hand, her hand was so hot.
"No one in the hospital can treat me, Lu Qianchuan, go back, I hate the hospital."
"..." Lu Qianchuan furrowed his brows and looked at her.
Knowing that no one in the hospital could treat her, and she could only hold on, that must be how desperate it was.
"Lu Qianchuan, when I was a child, I always had nightmares, in the nightmare I died in the hospital, no one found out I died, until my body smelled, and flies came to remind everyone." Qin Yan said weakly.
Lu Qianchuan felt his throat had been stabbed open, and it hurt severely even when swallowing saliva.
He thought, he should also be sick soon.
"Okay, let's go home."
He turned the car around and went back.
"Go home?" Qin Yan looked at the window, the street was quiet late at night, only the street lights flashed from time to time, she asked, "Where is my home?"
"..." Lu Qianchuan clenched the steering wheel.
A space without emotional construction, that's just a place to live, it can't be counted as her home.
After returning, Lu Qianchuan carried her back to the bedroom, but was refused.
Qin Yan took out an acupuncture bag from her bag and pricked several acupuncture points on her body, and it bled.
She wiped the blood beads calmly, packed up the needles, and went to the kitchen to cook yam porridge.
Cooking porridge needed waiting, she sat cross-legged on the sofa, like meditating, her expression calm, without sorrow or joy.
But her movements were too proficient, it seemed she had done it too many times, so it had become muscle memory.
Lu Qianchuan stood on the side and watched, feeling heartbroken and unable to breathe.
After waiting for two hours, there was some white light outside the window, it was about to be dawn.
Qin Yan drank the porridge, her expression looked better, and the fever subsided.
Lying on the bed, just preparing to fall asleep, she was hugged, her body stiffened, and it took a while to relax.
"Not sleepy yet? Sleep." She said softly.
"I want to hold you, will you dislike it?"
"That's not to that extent." Qin Yan closed her eyes, her arms moved forward tentatively, grabbing the man's pajamas, "My illness comes fast, and goes fast, it will be fine soon, thank you for accompanying me."
Feeling her approach, Lu Qianchuan patted her back gently, his voice softened a bit, "Qin Yan, when was the last time you were sick?"
"When my grandfather passed away, the fever was more severe, I thought I would die." Qin Yan sighed, "This time I got sick, it should be because of stimulation, but it has nothing to do with you."
"Sleep, I'm by your side."
Before, he would be a bit angry that she forgot about their past, and also thought about finding an opportunity to let her recall the past.
But seeing her feverish and sick appearance with his own eyes, he only felt heartache left.
The next day, Lu Qianchuan woke up and checked the woman again, the fever had subsided, he breathed a sigh of relief.
But after he ate breakfast, and also tried cooking yam porridge, he waited from morning until evening, and she didn't wake up.
It was really worrying, he had to wake her up.
But no matter how he called, she wouldn't wake up.
Lu Qianchuan tested her breath with trembling hands, determined that she still had breath, and called Teacher Shi to his villa in a panic, asking him to come and check Qin Yan's situation.
Teacher Shi learned that she was sick, rushed to his villa, and came to check Qin Yan's situation.
Asking about the medicine she took, seeing him take out the pill, and learning that she took the red pill, his expression was complicated.
"This medicine has a sleep-aiding effect, generally after she has a high fever, she will sleep after taking the medicine, sleep can help her recover, but how long she will sleep, that's hard to say, generally it won't exceed three days."
"How can her illness be so strange?" Lu Qianchuan asked.
"It is indeed strange, it can be considered a difficult and complicated disease, not easy to treat." Teacher Shi sighed, walked out of the bedroom, and said again, "Currently, as long as there is no situation of repeated high fever, or pain, it's not a big problem."
"When did she have pain, what was the performance?" Lu Qianchuan asked.
Teacher Shi recalled, "When her grandmother had an accident, she went back after participating in the competition, and started to have a fever, kept vomiting, headache, it hurt for a few days, and the whole person lost a big circle, after that, some things were forgotten."
"..." Lu Qianchuan calculated the time in his heart, that was the time she got sick, and she forgot about him.
Teacher Shi said some things about Qin Yan in the past, left two treatment prescriptions, and Lu Qianchuan sent him away.
Returning to the living room, his phone rang, it was Shen Zhuli reporting work, Gu He'an was blocking Lu Corporation people from entering the scientific research department again, doing some small actions to disgust people.
Lu Qianchuan had no heart to manage these now, and asked him to find Director Zhao to think of a way.
Now Director Zhao was the newly appointed president, managing company affairs, but the Gu Corporation was now divided into two factions, Gu He'an controlled the scientific research department, didn't want the Lu Corporation to touch it, Director Zhao probably couldn't do anything about him either.
"I want to accompany my wife, don't call for non-urgent work, send an email, I will look at it when I have time." Lu Qianchuan reminded, afraid that the ringing in his hand would disturb Qin Yan's sleep.
"... President, didn't expect you to be so clingy."
"..." Lu Qianchuan sneered.
Hearing movement in the room, he hung up the phone, walked into the bedroom with big strides, and saw Qin Yan who had fallen off the bed, he went over and carried her up.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"When I got out of bed, my legs were soft." Qin Yan explained embarrassedly, scratching her messy hair, "What time is it, did I sleep for a long time?"
"It's okay, are you hungry? I heated up porridge for you."
"I am indeed hungry." Qin Yan yawned, nodded, looked at his eyes, closed her mouth that was wide open, blinked, "You, why are you looking at me like this? Am I ugly now? Hey, it is quite ugly, so the filter in your heart is broken, then you should wake up quickly, don't say anything about liking or not liking."
"..." Lu Qianchuan gritted his teeth from anger.
He was just observing her complexion, wanting to ask if she had anywhere uncomfortable.
Buckled her jaw, "What's good about waking up, isn't it good to sink with you?"
He kissed her lips.
Carried her to the washroom to wash up, and after letting water for her, "It's not appropriate now, wait until you are full and satisfied, we'll do it again, can you hold on?"
"..." Qin Yan dodged his gaze with a red face, tightened her small face, and pointed to the direction of the washroom door.
That meant telling him to get lost.
Lu Qianchuan was amused by her appearance, got up, and walked out.
End of Chapter
