Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Qin Heng fell seriously ill after returning to China.

The blood test data showed abnormalities, so Huo Mingzheng invited Doctor Cheng from Yanjing City overnight. After diagnosis, it was confirmed that Qin Heng was poisoned.

Chronic poisons take at least three months from the time they are taken to the time they take effect.

But there are also individual differences. For example, the dose of poison taken will also affect the time of onset.

However, when Qin Heng vomited blood for the first time, he had a fever and the signs of poisoning were not obvious.

"When did Yu Lan start poisoning?" Huo Mingzheng glanced at the person who was slowly waking up on the bed.

Qin Heng turned over and coughed up blood. His whole face was pale, only his lips were stained red with blood.

He suddenly grabbed Doctor Cheng. Just this action made him sweat all over his forehead. "Doctor Cheng, please go check Ji Qing. Yu Lan poisoned the tea. She must have drunk it."

According to the time calculation, it was the time when Yu Lan asked Ji Qing to meet in the teahouse.

He thought Yu Lan just wanted to drive a wedge between him and Ji Qing.

But I never thought that she would poison me.

It was no coincidence that Ji Qing also vomited blood on the third night of the Lunar New Year.

"I'll give you acupuncture first." Doctor Cheng stood up quickly.

But Qin Heng grabbed his wrist, lowered his head and breathed softly, "I'm not in a hurry, go see her first."

Huo Mingzheng looked at Qin Heng with his brows furrowed, but without any hesitation, he pulled Doctor Cheng, picked up the medicine box, and strode out, "Cao Fang, drive now!"

If Dr. Cheng didn't go see Ji Qing first, this guy would definitely be unwilling to cooperate with the treatment.

Ji family.

When the nanny opened the door and saw that it was Huo Mingzheng, she was stunned for a moment and said, "Mr. Huo."

"Is Ji Qing here?" Huo Mingzheng went straight to the point.

The nanny nodded.

Ji Lin heard a familiar voice and came out of the house. Seeing this situation, he couldn't help but wonder, "What's wrong? My sister has been feeling unwell these past two days and is resting in her room."

Uncomfortable?

Huo Mingzheng frowned, what Qin Heng said was really right.

He didn't have time to explain anything, "Let Doctor Cheng take a look."

Ji Qing has been feeling low these days, and Ji Lin has been handling almost all the company's affairs.

At this moment, Ji Lin brought Doctor Cheng into the room. She was drowsy and her consciousness was blurred.

Ji Lin was so scared that he immediately called for emergency services.

Doctor Cheng quickly felt Ji Qing's pulse and said in a heavy tone, "Sure enough, Mr. Ji has also been poisoned."

"Poisoned? Why did my sister get poisoned? Is it..."

Ji Lin looked at Huo Mingzheng, and Huo Mingzheng nodded slightly.

Ji Lin clenched his back teeth.

It turns out that old vicious woman Yu Lan was the one who kept something before she died!

After Dr. Cheng gave Ji Qing acupuncture, he also prescribed some medicine.

Ji Qing gradually regained consciousness.

Huo Mingzheng ordered Cao Fang, "Send Doctor Cheng to Qin Heng first."

After Doctor Cheng left, Ji Qing waved to Ji Lin and helped her up to lean against the head of the bed.

She looked at the man standing not far away with a slightly cold expression.

Ji Qing knew without asking why he was still here.

"I'm much better now." Ji Qing said slowly, "Please go back, Mr. Huo. Thank you very much."

"The person you should thank is not me, but a certain comrade who did good deeds without leaving his name. He would rather cough up blood and die than let Doctor Cheng treat him first." Huo Mingzheng rarely said a long sentence. "I guess if Doctor Cheng had returned a little later, he would have needed a blood transfusion."

Ji Lin quietly looked at Ji Qing's expression.

Apart from looking unhappy, she showed no other expression.

He looked indifferent, as if he didn't know the comrade that Huo Mingzheng was talking about.

The moment Huo Mingzheng stepped out of the door, Ji Qing whispered, "Take good care of him."

"I have a pregnant wife to take care of, who is available to take care of him?"

After saying this, Huo Mingzheng left.

But Ji Lin said quickly: "Dr. Qin has lost so much weight before, his physical fitness must be not as good as before. I don't know if his body can still withstand this disease. Now he doesn't even have anyone to take care of him. If I were him, I would rather die."

"Get out of here!" Ji Qing's face darkened.

……

Ji Qing stayed in bed for two days and had a high fever in the evening of the second day. Doctor Cheng examined her and found that it was the body's stress response during the detoxification process and it was nothing serious.

Ji's mother and the nanny took turns to cool her down physically.

After it got dark, her fever subsided a little.

I was dazed and felt someone approaching me.

A warm hand was holding hers. She couldn't see clearly, but she felt something soft and cool touching her fingers, again and again, with gentle movements as if afraid of waking her up.

Although her fever was no longer high, she still had a low-grade fever.

When she felt something slightly cooler than her body temperature touching her forehead, she instinctively leaned forward and opened her eyes dazedly.

Meet a pair of eyes as gentle as spring rain.

Qin Heng took his hand off her forehead, and under her blank gaze, he leaned over, his forehead against hers, his voice a little hoarse, "Are you still having a fever? Are you dizzy?"

Ji Qing woke up at this moment. Looking at the much thinner man in front of her, her nose suddenly felt sore, but she didn't say a word.

"I'm in good physical condition and I'm much better now." Qin Heng seemed to guess what she wanted to ask.

The hand still held hers tightly.

"Ji Lin said you haven't eaten for a day, are you hungry?"

Ji Qing just looked at him and still didn't say anything.

Qin Heng sighed and picked up a bowl of vegetarian porridge from the bedside table.

After looking at Ji Qing lying on the bed, he put the porridge back.

Without asking a single question, he helped Ji Qing up. Instead of letting her lean against the head of the bed, he let her lean on his chest. Then he picked up the bowl of porridge.

He used a spoon to scrape the top layer of porridge, then brought the spoon close to his lips to test the temperature before handing it to Ji Qing's mouth.

"Eat something, and you'll recover faster."

Ji Qing remained silent, slowly opened her dry lips, and ate the porridge in the spoon.

Seeing this, Qin Heng's heart suddenly softened. He followed the previous steps, scraped a layer of porridge with a spoon and brought it to her mouth.

However, Ji Qing suddenly raised her hand and blocked the spoon back, and the spoon landed squarely on Qin Heng's lips.

Qin Heng's mind was in a daze for a moment.

Among the memories of Zhiguo that he found back, there were those of him letting Jiqing lean on his chest, him feeding Jiqing bread, and Jiqing pushing the bread to his mouth.

In the disaster area where supplies were scarce, two people shared one loaf of bread.

He opened his mouth carefully and took a tentative bite.

Ji Qing said nothing.

Qin Heng's hand holding the spoon trembled slightly because of the sudden tightening of the force.

She can't remember.

But it was still the same as before, she was soft-hearted, distressed, but unable to face it.

We took one spoonful each and finished the whole bowl of porridge.