After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

Although Wen Baizhi was worried about his health, she still calmly found Ping An and asked him questions.

After getting the pills prepared by Rong Heng that could also relieve stomach pain, he helped Si Jiu up, let him lean on his arms, and fed him the pills.

When feeding him the medicine, Wen Baizhi's fingers touched his cold lips, and she felt a strange feeling in her heart.

After taking the medicine, she tried to put Si Jiu down and make him lie flat, but as soon as she moved, Si Jiu reached out and grabbed her sleeve.

"No, don't go." A broken voice came out of his mouth.

Because the voice was very low, Wen Baizhi had to put her ear close to his lips to hear it clearly.

Just now, the fingers touched the lips, and now it was the ears that touched it. Wen Baizhi's ears began to turn red and hot.

What brought her out of these confused thoughts was Si Jiu's unconscious cry of pain again.

"It hurts, it hurts."

Wen Baizhi asked: "Is it a stomachache? Or a headache?"

Si Jiu is in a nightmare at this moment.

In his dream, he saw Wen Bai's body being carried back from outside the pass.

The person was fine when he left, but became completely unrecognizable when he came back.

He broke down, cried, gave up on himself, and almost died with her.

Why did you continue to live in this world?

He forgot.

But he still remembers the grief he felt at that time.

Under the influence of alcohol and extreme emotional excitement, Si Jiu in the nightmare straightened his upper body and spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground.

Wen Baizhi was startled. This was the first time she saw Si Jiu like this.

She shouted outside the carriage, "Safe! Safe! What should we do if Sijiu vomits blood?"

Ping An was anxious but still comforted her: "It's okay, ma'am. It should be caused by drinking. When we get back to the mansion, we can ask Doctor Rong to come and help the governor take a look."

Wen Baizhi had no choice but to follow her heart and hold Si Jiu's cold body in her arms.

Along the way, Si Jiu was unconsciously speaking some incoherent words. Wen Baizhi could understand it at first, but later she couldn't understand it anymore.

But he never let go of his hand that was holding her sleeve.

He returned to the Governor's Mansion with trepidation. Rong Heng had already received the news and was waiting at the door. When Ping An lifted the curtain, he found that Si Jiu had fainted in Wen Baizhi's arms.

When he stepped forward and tried to lift Si Jiu up from Wen Baizhi's arms, he saw Si Jiu trembling all over like a frightened bird.

Ping An was helpless and had to look to Wen Baizhi for help.

Wen Baizhi took his hand that was grabbing her sleeve and put it in her hand, and whispered in his ear: "It's okay, we are home, let the doctor treat you, it's okay, I'm by your side."

After saying it about three or five times, Si Jiu finally calmed down and let Ping An be carried unconsciously on his back.

But even in coma, he still held Wen Baizhi's hand tightly.

Wen Baizhi had no choice but to follow him all the way into his room. He was lying on the bed, and his hand was still there.

Rong Heng's initial diagnosis was that he was in a temporary coma caused by drinking too much. Fortunately, he had already vomited out some of the wine before. What he needed to do now was to use acupuncture to induce vomiting of the remaining wine in his stomach.

Wen Baizhi knew that she should not stay here during the treatment, so she tried to break free from Si Jiu's hand.

She was very weak now, and she didn't know what Si Jiu was thinking, but she couldn't break free.

Rong Heng saw the tug of war between the two and also realized that Si Jiu treated her differently, so he said, "I guess this is Si Jiu's new wife. I don't think she wants you to leave. It just so happens that when I give you acupuncture later, I need someone to assist me. Madam, why don't you stay and help me?"

Rong Heng spoke sincerely and as a doctor he was compassionate and he couldn't bear to see Si Jiu suffer too much.

Wen Baizhi looked at Si Jiu, who was lying unconscious with his eyes closed on the bed, and after hesitating for a moment, she agreed.

Rong Heng took out a cloth bag from his medicine box. When the bag was opened, it was filled with various silver needles of different lengths.

Wen Baizhi couldn't help but shudder when she saw the silver needles shining with cold light.

Rong Heng passed his right hand over the silver needles, picked up the longest silver needle and held it between his two fingers.

"Madam, please help Si Jiu sit up, take off his upper body clothes, and turn his back to me. I want to put the needle on his back."

Wen Baizhi agreed.

Her hands were still clasped with Si Jiu's at this moment. She pulled him up, but if she wanted to expose his back, she couldn't let him lean on the pillow, so he could only lean on her.

So she helped the unconscious Si Jiu lean against her shoulder and slowly took off his shirt with one hand.

It was not until his smooth back was exposed to the air that Wen Baizhi realized she was feeling shy.

Even when I was engaged to him three years ago, I had never been this close to him.

Seeing that everything was ready, Rong Heng passed the silver needle through the candlelight and then inserted it steadily and accurately into Si Jiu's back.

After the injection, Si Jiu, who had been unconscious, let out a muffled groan.

Rong Heng then gave Si Jiu a few more injections, and when the tenth injection was given, Si Jiu finally regained the strength to open his eyes from his coma.

What he vaguely saw was a woman's neck.

He knew that without his permission, no one in this world could be so close to him.

Unless this person is...

"Si Jiu, are you able to wake up a little bit?"

Wen Baizhi's surprised voice sounded in his ears.

Si Jiu didn't have the strength to speak, he could only rub her shoulder slightly.

Rong Heng interrupted, "It's good that you wake up. Otherwise, you will be choked by the vomit when you vomit and may even be in danger of death."

Wen Baizhi nodded silently: "Doctor Rong is right. Waking up is a good thing."

Si Jiu frowned as he listened to their conversation, and vaguely understood his current situation.

Wen Baizhi looked at Si Jiu's pale, thin back, which was covered with silver needles and exposed to the air. Before, she could feel his thinness only through his clothes, but now it was so obvious.

The person in his arms could be described as a walking skeleton.

The faintly visible bone shape and the clearly visible waist and side ribs.

Wen Baizhi felt a little sour in the tip of her nose.

Rong Heng reminded: "I'm going to pull out the needle now. After the needle is pulled out, he will spit it out."

Wen Baizhi swallowed the bitterness and said, "I understand, Doctor Rong, please remove the needle."

Rong Heng nodded at her and quickly pulled out all the needles.

After the last needle was removed, all the wine remaining in Si Jiu's stomach flowed into his throat.

He was instantly awakened by the nausea.

He looked embarrassed and frowned.

Wen Baizhi was still here, and he didn't want her to see him in such a miserable state.

Wen Baizhi seemed to sense his forbearance, raised her hand and stroked his cheek and said, "It's okay, spit it out, you will feel better if you spit it out, it's okay."

This was the first time she touched Si Jiu's face since her rebirth.

The touch was cold but made her inexplicably excited.

She kept comforting him, and in such a gentle voice, Si Jiu could no longer hold back and leaned over to vomit outside the bed.

This time he vomited not as much as before outside the Wen residence, but at the end, Wen Baizhi noticed with her sharp eyes that there was red in the filth, like blood.

Si Jiu vomited until he was exhausted and collapsed on the edge of the bed.

But soon, he felt someone carefully lifted him up, put clothes on him, and held him in his arms again.