Rebirth of the Super Thief Chapter 43: : Illness (for collection)

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If you do n’t meet someone in the early morning, only the traffic lights across the street in the world will be awake like you.

Su Qiuyu wo n’t wake up until 6:30. Bai Song bought an extra rice noodle. The food in this weather is not as fast-cooling, but the noodles will be dry and unpalatable for a long time.

In order not to let the rice noodles cool, Bai Song deliberately found a plastic bench to sit outside the stall and waited a while before letting the boss get the rice noodles off the pot.

It is already six o'clock in the morning. If you stand on top of a tall building, you should be able to see the sun slowly appearing a ruddy head.

Beggars with broken shirts walked by, the truck engine was warming up, the sweeping sound was still sparse, and those who wanted to run around for life had been awake during this time. The night owls are sleepy and ready to go back to their homes. Maybe the hardworking people will look down on them, but why are they willing to do this?

Bai Song walked very slowly. When he returned home, his opening door had awakened Su Qiuyu. Su Qiuyu had a messy long hair. He could n’t look up and saw that Bai Song closed his eyes again.

Bai Song washed his face and lay on the bed, feeling that Bai Song was lying on the bed, and Su Qiuyu eyes did not open and said weakly: "Bai Song, my head hurts."

Headache?

Bai Song touched the smooth forehead of Su Qiuyu, which was obviously higher than normal body temperature. Bai Song said worriedly: "It looks like you have a fever. Would you like to leave today?"

At this time, the alarm sounded and the alarm clock at 6:30 was on time every day.

Su Qiuyu strongly got up and got up: "It ’s okay, just take two pieces of fever medicine, today the company has a customer, I ca n’t ask for leave ..."

Just talking, Su Qiuyu's body-supporting hand slipped on the bed. Fortunately, Bai Song was also on the bed, and her eyes were quickly cushioned so that she would not hurt.

"Let ’s take a leave, it seems to be burning badly, do n’t worry about the money." Bai Song comforted.

"But ..." Su Qiuyu still wants to hold on hard.

"It's nothing, good, obedient." Bai Song comforted her like a child.

Pouting.

Su Qiuyu's weak face suddenly showed a smile, which seemed to be amused by Bai Song's way of coaxing children. I remember that there hasn't been such an intimate conversation between the two for a long time. I used to bet on Bai Song to drink and drink regardless of illness.

He really changed.

Thinking of this, Su Qiuyu finally listened to Bai Song and lay in bed.

After waiting for almost half an hour, Bai Song took the packed rice noodles into a small kitchen.

Bai Song cleans the pot awkwardly, then pours the rice noodles into the pot and cooks it again. People with fever and cold cannot eat greasy things, so Bai Song intends to cook it again to remove the oil stains.

When you pick it up again, the oil has been washed. Bai Song re-boiled some water and poured it into the rice noodles, then drizzled with a little soy sauce. A bowl of twice-made clear soup rice noodles will become.

"Come on, you have to get some food first." Bai Song asked: "Yes, do you have a thermometer at home."

Su Qiuyu weakly pointed to Bai Song, Bai Song followed the direction and found the thermometer. Despite living in poverty, some small things were still purchased.

Bai Song lifted Su Qiuyu's pajamas and placed the thermometer between her arms, rubbing some smooth and delicate parts during the period, but Bai Song did not have those thoughts.

The inconvenience of holding a thermometer in Su Qiuyu and the uncomfortableness of itself, Bai Song had to let her lean on her body and feed her little by little. Bai Song blows each chopsticks cold, and then feeds her. Su Qiuyu only needs to open the tender lips slightly to eat.

Bai Song looked at the time, it was almost eight minutes, Bai Song stopped feeding and reached out to take out the thermometer under the arm, take a look at the thermometer: 38 °.

If the adult is 38 °, it is not so troublesome to suspend the needle. You can do it by taking an injection or taking medicine.

"Do you want to get a shot at 38 °? Just a shot." Bai Song tried to ask.

Su Qiuyu shook his head, unable to glance at Bai Song: "You do n’t know, I ’m afraid of pain when I ’m young."

"Okay, after you finish eating, I will go out and get you the antipyretics." Su Qiuyu said so, Bai Song thought of Su Qiuyu on the premise of fear of pain.

Bai Song continued to feed Su Qiuyu for a while, Su Qiuyu shook his head while feeding again, and his hair crossed the Bai Song hungry face.

"Husband, people don't want to eat anymore." While the daughter is away, Su Qiuyu's petite squirming.

When a woman has no one to rely on, he can be stronger than an iron-clad man. When a woman has an arm to rely on, a woman will become more tender and erosive than water.

Bai Song reluctantly put down the bowl, put the bowl on the table, then put on his shoes, and instructed Su Qiuyu to take a rest and make a phone call to take leave and the like.

Walking in front of the clinic, this is a small and large clinic with two facades. The reputation in this area has always been pretty good.

"Teacher Duan, I'll get some cold medicine." Bai Song walked in. Teacher Duan in his mouth was the chief physician here, and the word of mouth has always been good.

Dr. Duan, whose real name is Duan Guo, looks like he is about thirty years old, but anyone familiar with him knows that he is over forty.

"What's wrong with you?" Duan Guo students have heard about Bai Song a little bit. After all, they are all people in this area, and they know that Bai Song is a muddled person.

The parents of medical doctors, no matter whether they are little **** or whatever, Duan Guo students are always treated equally, which is why everyone respects him.

"It's not that I am sick, my wife has a little fever and has taken her temperature, 38 °" Bai Song answered truthfully.

"Oh, I'll just take the fever down." After talking about Duan Guo, he took out a few Potion medicines, and then poured them out with four squares of medicine paper, and stacked a total of four packs: Three courses, one in the morning, one in the evening and one in the evening. If the three courses are not good enough, eat the fourth one. If it is good, you do n’t need to eat it. "

"Well, thank you teacher Duan, how much is here?" Bai Song touched his pocket.

"Fifteen yuan." Duan Guo student said the price.

After paying the money, Bai Song said "Trouble" and then left. Selling medicine has always been a profiteering industry. If you change it to other places, you will have to turn over 30 yuan if you don't talk about it.

This is still a conscience. I do n’t know if someone has seen a cold in the hospital and spent thousands.

After returning home, I prepared the water for Su Qiuyu and prepared the medicine. This time I do n’t need Bai Song to feed. Su Qiuyu still has the power to take medicine.

Put the cup aside, set the twelve o'clock with the alarm clock, and Bai Song lay down next to Su Qiuyu.

Getting up at noon not only assumes the responsibility of cooking and taking care of your daughter-in-law, but also promises Spectral Fire Dungeon. When I think of these Bai Songs, I feel a little tired, and soon I fall asleep.