After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

Si Jiu actually wanted to deny it.

But in his current situation, he couldn't say that he was fine.

His stomach ached badly, especially when it came down to him.

He couldn't stand it any longer.

Rather than really being unable to control it, it would be better to talk to Wen Baizhi now.

Si Jiu sat up from her: "Bai Bai, could you please push me to the toilet? I might, might have diarrhea."

When Si Jiu said this, his face turned red, whether he was trying to hold it back or something, it was very obvious.

Wen Baizhi had already learned about Si Jiu's current condition from Rong Heng. His stomach and intestines were severely damaged. If he wasn't careful, he would vomit and have diarrhea just like modern gastroenteritis.

Now he was clearly frozen.

It's her fault.

It was she who ignored Si Jiu's current physical condition and dragged him along to make trouble.

Now, he is going to suffer again.

She was finally able to get up from Si Jiu, pushed him to the bathroom, and took him to the toilet.

Si Jiu's leg injury was still very serious, and he was still very weak, so he couldn't stand up by his own strength, let alone walk on one leg.

Wen Baizhi knew all of this.

"Zijin, I know you may not want me here because you feel embarrassed, but you are very weak right now. If I am not here to support you, I am worried that something will happen to you. So, Zijin, I respect you.

If you don't want me to be here, I will help you up and then immediately ask Ping An to come in and help you. Of course, if you need me to be here, I will always be with you.

Zijin, we are husband and wife, and husband and wife will see each other's most embarrassing side. I don't dislike you, Zijin, and I hope you don't dislike yourself either."

Wen Baizhi was sincere in what she said, how could Si Jiu not know her good intentions.

He really hadn't figured it out just now, but now he has found his way out of the dead end.

To be fair, if he really wanted to make a fool of himself in front of others, he would rather that person be Wen Baizhi rather than anyone else.

Finally, he grabbed Wen Baizhi's sleeve, and she understood his choice.

Wen Baizhi couldn't help but kiss Si Jiu's forehead: "Zijin, you are getting better slowly."

The improvement here refers to his psychology.

She helped Si Jiu get up from the wheelchair and helped him sit on the toilet.

Then she turned around.

"Zijin, I think you'll feel better if I say this."

Si Jiu looked at Wen Baizhi's back and felt indescribably warm in his heart.

His Wen Baizhi always considered his self-esteem in this way.

The next moment Wen Baizhi turned around, the sound of flowing water appeared.

Si Jiu originally thought that his stomach pain would be relieved with diarrhea, but unexpectedly it became even more severe.

He pulled the clothes on Wen Baizhi's back with one hand, pressed his abdomen with the other hand, bent down and hid his hand inside.

Wen Baizhi naturally felt that something was wrong with him and heard his cry of pain.

But now is the time when he is at his weakest and most in need of dignity.

She wouldn't turn around unless he told her to.

Of course, if his condition was really bad, she would take special measures.

The sound of flowing water stopped and then reappeared, then stopped again.

The intermittent news made Wen Baizhi more and more worried about Si Jiu's situation.

And Si Jiu behind him also went from occasionally crying out in pain to being completely silent.

Just when Wen Baizhi couldn't wait any longer and wanted to turn around to check on him, she heard Si Jiu's hoarse voice behind her saying:

"Bai Bai, I'm fine."

It turned out that Si Jiu had already cleaned himself up just now.

Wen Baizhi immediately turned around and helped Si Jiu up: "Let's go back to the room first, I'll have someone clean up here later."

But she decided to ask Rong Heng to come over, otherwise no one could bear not being able to eat and still vomiting and having diarrhea.

Wen Baizhi brought Si Jiu back to the bed and covered him with the quilt.

"Zijin, I decided to make you some bellybands tomorrow morning. You have a bad stomach and you get hurt easily when you catch a cold. You need to wear a bellyband. This is also my fault. I told you before that I would make one for you, but I forgot. I just dragged you around and made you feel so uncomfortable now. It's really my fault."

But Si Jiu didn't think so.

He even thought that it was only because Wen Baizhi was by his side that he felt cherished.

He supports whatever Wen Baizhi does.

Likewise, he wouldn't have any objection to anything she didn't do.

As long as she is happy.

But he was so tired from the pain now that he couldn't speak. He could only blink at Wen Baizhi.

"Zijin, I've decided. If you still vomit or have diarrhea later, I will go find Rong Heng. Although it's so late now, I feel a little sorry for Rong Heng, but I'm really selfish. I really can't bear to see you feel even a little bit sad."

Si Jiu reached his hand out from under the quilt and held her hand.

Wen Baizhi pulled his hand over: "Why are your hands still so cold even though they're under the quilt?"

Si Jiu blinked innocently.

Wen Baizhi quickly understood what he meant.

It turned out that he had been waiting for her to come to bed and hug him.

Like every time before.

He was waiting for her.

But he didn't say it.

Just wait for her to find out.

Si Zijin is really a sinister person.

But Wen Baizhi would only meet his every request.

When she took off her clothes and lay down next to Si Jiu, he hugged her arms, turned sideways and rested his forehead on her shoulder.

Wen Baizhi raised her hand and slowly stroked his back.

When I think about it carefully, it has not even been a day and a night since the two of them left the palace. They have been busy all the time and people have been seen all the time.

It was also at this moment that Wen Baizhi had time to touch Si Jiu's back and coax him to sleep like before.

"It's almost dawn outside, Zijin, go to sleep, I'll keep watch over you," she said.

Then, she used her free hand to press Si Jiu's stomach as she did before.

Si Jiu rubbed his forehead against her shoulder obediently.

Perhaps it was because he had just had diarrhea and his stomach felt a little looser, or maybe it was because Wen Baizhi was by his side and made him feel particularly at ease.

Soon they both fell into a deep sleep.

It was not until the next day, when Rong Heng came to change Si Jiu's dressing, that they were awakened by a knock on the door.

I was really tired yesterday.

Wen Baizhi was still yawning when she stood up.

After she took care of Si Jiu and got up, she left the space to Rong Heng.

She had to go eat so that she would have the strength to take care of Si Jiu.

More importantly, she wanted to find Cuizhi and ask her to make a bellyband for Sijiu.

This matter cannot be put aside, otherwise it will be forgotten again.

At that time, it will be Si Jiu who suffers, and she will be the one who feels sorry for him.

In the past, bellybands were mainly red, but for a grown man like Si Jiu, it seemed a little inappropriate for him to wear red.

In the end, Wen Baizhi chose a deep blue color for him.

She had a little selfish thought.

She did not use all the fabric at the back of the bellyband, but left some gaps for splicing and made four straps.

She was already imagining the scene of her tearing off the belt on Si Jiu.

Just thinking about it made her excited.