After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

Knowing how to encourage your loved one every time you need to encourage them is what Wen Baizhi is best at.

Si Jiu is a child who has lacked love and care since childhood, so he needs more attention and love than others.

Wen Baizhi has never been stingy in giving in this regard.

When Si Jiu's hands were placed by his side, they were cramping slightly because he was holding them too tightly.

At this moment, when Wen Baizhi hugged him, his hands could actually stretch and retract naturally, allowing him to hug Wen Baizhi back and feel the love and sense of security she brought him in all aspects.

Wen Baizhi, like before, stroked Si Jiu's back: "Just now Rong Heng told me that it's inconvenient for you to speak now, and you can only make simple sounds. He even told me how to take good care of you in the future. Zijin, I'm really proud of you. You're really amazing. You once again challenged this impossible task and completed it so well. I'm really so happy."

She kept telling Si Jiu what she was thinking at the moment, but Si Jiu turned a deaf ear to her.

He just wanted to hold her tightly.

The two of them stayed like this in silence for a long time before Wen Baizhi reluctantly let go of Si Jiu.

Although Si Jiu was thin, it did not feel good to hold him in the arms, but he had the kind of aura that made Wen Baizhi addicted and the kind of smell that she found most pleasant.

She felt the impact most deeply when she hugged Si Jiu.

So she liked to hold Si Jiu in different places.

I also like to hug him when I sleep.

Whether it is holding him in her arms or hugging his waist from behind Si Jiu, this is Wen Baizhi's favorite thing to do every day.

Now after letting go of Si Jiu, Wen Baizhi noticed the wounds on both sides of Si Jiu's mouth, which she had not noticed just now because of her momentary excitement.

She frowned unconsciously: "Did this wound just happen?"

Because no one knows Si Jiu's body better than her.

She knew every scar on his body.

If there was suddenly a wound at the corner of her mouth, she would naturally notice it first.

Si Jiu was unable to speak and could only nod in response to her questions.

The wounds were clearly visible before her eyes, and he couldn't deny it.

Although Wen Baizhi did not see where the wound on the corner of Si Jiu's mouth came from, nor did she see how he was treated by Rong Heng, she could roughly guess what actions Si Jiu would need to take if he wanted to insert a needle into his tongue.

She simulated it randomly in her mind and soon figured out where the wound came from.

"So your mouth was open the whole time, right?"

Si Jiu nodded obediently.

Wen Baizhi imagined Si Jiu's open mouth: "But how can you keep your mouth open all the time? Are you just relying on your willpower to keep it open? Wouldn't that be too tiring?"

Obviously, Wen Baizhi has not yet figured out the method that Rong Heng is thinking of, which is to use a wooden stick.

Si Jiu knew that she was smart and was worried that she would figure something out if she continued thinking, so he quickly used his own little trick to stop Wen Baizhi from thinking further.

He reached out and grabbed Wen Baizhi's sleeve, shook her sleeve, pointed at his mouth, frowned again, and revealed a weakness that made Wen Baizhi very difficult to refuse.

He couldn't speak, so Wen Baizhi had to guess what he meant.

"Do you mean your mouth hurts now?" she asked.

It seemed that she guessed right, because Si Jiu's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he kept nodding and acting coquettishly towards her.

Wen Baizhi really couldn't stand Si Jiu like this: "Then I'll take you out now, and then we'll go back to our room, and I'll help you apply medicine, okay?"

Si Jiu nodded shyly.

When he was most vulnerable and needed company the most, he just wanted to be alone with Wen Baizhi.

Even if he just stayed with her, doing nothing and saying nothing, he would feel very happy.

After knowing his thoughts, Wen Baizhi took his hand, walked out of the room, and brought him back to their room.

In the room, Wen Baizhi opened the ointment she had brought with her.

This is a habit she developed since she got together with Si Jiu.

That is, no matter where I go, as long as I am with Si Jiu, I will remember to carry some ointment with me.

After all, the people she faced were often injured. If she didn't bring ointment, she wouldn't be able to cope with any emergency.

She used her fingernails to scoop out a suitable amount of ointment and rubbed it on both sides of Si Jiu's lips.

While applying the medicine, she did not forget to talk to Si Jiu about the condition of his wound, which was very professional.

"Your wound is not a big deal. It's just a little red and a little broken, but it's not that serious. As long as you apply the medicine now, it will be healed when you wake up tomorrow."

While she was applying the medicine and explaining, Si Jiu's eyes were always on her.

He looked into her eyes, her hands.

At the same time, he listened carefully to her words of concern for him and remembered her expression when she said these words.

He wanted to remember everything in his heart so that he could recall it at any time in the future.

Si Jiu knew that he couldn't speak now, and he didn't want to keep making strange noises to make Wen Baizhi worry, so he just nodded at her.

"You took my words to heart, didn't you?"

For some reason, when Wen Baizhi saw Si Jiu who was unable to speak like this, she felt as if she was treating a child.

A little kid who needs to be coaxed and pampered.

Si Jiu nodded again, buried his head in Wen Baizhi's arms, and rubbed it with great satisfaction.

Wen Baizhi enjoyed this action very much: "Good boy."

Even the best baby needs to take medicine.

Si Jiu is the one who needs to take medicine.

After Rong Heng returned, he made the medicine that Si Jiu was going to take into pills and asked Ping An to deliver them over.

As for why he didn't come, it was because he felt that Si Jiu's treatment results this time were very significant, and he needed to record the preparation process and the treatment process as soon as possible.

Just as Si Jiu said, this will also become a successful guide for his future medical practice.

In the past, whether he was drinking medicine or taking pills, Si Jiu always took them very quickly and hardly caused Wen Baizhi to worry.

But today is different.

Maybe it was because his tongue was still numb and there were painful wounds on both sides of his tongue, so not much saliva was secreted in his mouth.

All these reasons combined have resulted in him being unable to swallow even a small pill, which would stick to the root of his tongue when he put it in his mouth.

Si Jiu groaned a few times in confusion, but unfortunately he couldn't speak. He could only point at his throat to express his helplessness to Wen Baizhi.