After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

When Wen Baizhi carried Si Jiu, whose face was covered in blood, back home.

Rong Heng, who was decocting medicine, was so scared that he flew off on the spot.

"You, you, you, no, you are...ah? Are you Wen Baizhi?" Rong Heng was so scared that he stuttered.

Wen Baizhi didn't have time to prove to him that she was back. She had been carrying Si Jiu for so long and didn't feel tired at all.

"I'm back, Rong Heng. Si Jiu is not feeling well. He has a fever and just vomited blood. He should have fainted now. Come and check on him."

But Rong Heng was very surprised to see her come back, but he was not surprised to see Si Jiu fainted in her arms like this.

"He has been like this for a while. Are you really Wen Baizhi?"

After hearing this, Wen Baizhi summoned a force from somewhere in her hand and hit Rong Heng directly on the leg.

Rong Heng felt the pain for real.

"Are you really Wen Baizhi? You're alive? And you're still so powerful?"

The ability to transform internal energy into objects was not something that the previous Wen Baizhi could do.

Wen Baizhi saw that he believed it: "I am back, please don't ask this question again, okay? The most important thing now is Si Jiu, he is not doing well."

Si Jiu was still leaning unconsciously in her arms, only occasionally murmuring a few words, "He's in pain," along with Wen Baizhi's name.

Rong Heng was a man who had seen the world, so he quickly made way for her when he saw this.

"Hurry and bring him in."

Wen Baizhi didn't know how long she had been unconscious, but looking at the way Rong Heng was dressed, he was obviously wearing winter clothes.

But she was still wearing light clothes at the moment, so she wasn't cold at all.

But Si Jiu, why was Si Jiu only wearing a single piece of clothing?

This fool.

It seems that there are many things I can’t ask him until he wakes up.

Wen Baizhi placed Si Jiu steadily on the couch.

As soon as Si Jiu's back touched the couch, his whole body shrank.

He hugged his knees, legs bent, knees pressed hard against his abdomen.

"Baibai, it hurts..."

Wen Baizhi finally had time to free up her hand to touch his forehead.

"So hot."

But she saw that Rong Heng was still calm and unhurried.

"Come and see Si Jiu."

Rong Heng was calm and composed: "Don't worry, he had this attack every day during the three months you were away. I'll give him an acupuncture later, and he'll be fine after he sweats and his fever goes down."

"Three months?" Wen Baizhi asked, "I have been away for three months, right? Has Si Jiu been like this every day for the past three months?"

Rong Heng was sterilizing the silver needles with fire: "Yes, it's like this every day, I don't eat or sleep, I can only close my eyes for a while during the short time when I faint, and the rest of the time I stay in front of the ice bed where your body is placed.

The temperature there is extremely low and the humidity is very high. His body shouldn't stay there for long, but he won't go anywhere. Every time he wakes up and is outside, he will crawl to your side even if he has to."

Just by hearing Rong Heng's few words, Wen Baizhi seemed to see the scene of Si Jiu doing these things in front of her eyes.

Her eyes couldn't help but become moist: "This fool."

Rong Heng's needles were done, and he came over: "He is just a fool, isn't he? Look at his hair, it's all white. To be honest, I didn't even realize when his hair turned white. It seemed like at a certain moment, when I saw him, his hair was white like this."

Maybe it's the graying of hair overnight, or maybe it's the accumulation of the past three months.

In short, Si Jiu's hair has turned white.

“Come and help me lift him up. I’m going to give him an injection. Let him face you and lean on me. I’m going to give him an injection in the back.

My senior brother had performed surgery on his back before, but the recovery was not very good. His back and waist hurt every day as if it was broken. In fact, it is difficult for him to walk and he has to stay in bed to rest.

But you also know how stubborn he is. He doesn't even want to die, so how can you control his waist?"

Rong Heng gave detailed instructions.

"it is good."

Wen Baizhi kicked off her shoes and sat on the couch, then gently picked up Si Jiu, who was curled up in pain.

But who would have thought that as soon as he touched Si Jiu's body, he saw that his reaction in a coma became more violent.

"No, no, don't touch me..."

Broken bytes spilled out of his mouth.

Wen Baizhi hurriedly coaxed him: "It's me, Zijin, I'm Baibai, there's no one else but me."

But her comfort seemed to have no effect, Si Jiu was still shaking violently.

It was Rong Heng who told her the key.

"You have to whisper in his ear."

Wen Baizhi was puzzled: "What does this mean?"

Rong Heng sighed and explained, "Si Jiu's five senses have been affected to a certain extent since you left because he damaged his body too much.

For example, his eyes can hardly see at night, and he can only see close up during the day.

The same is true for ears. If you are close to his ear, he can hear you. If you are far away, you have to speak a little louder. "

It turned out to be the case.

That's why when she first woke up, Si Jiu couldn't hear clearly what she said and kept confirming it again and again.

Wen Baizhi hugged Si Jiu even tighter with more heartache, and then whispered in his ear: "It's me, Zijin, your Baibai is back."

A sentence is like a talisman.

Those who were previously making a fuss can now immediately calm down.

Wen Baizhi pulled him up and he sat up, his back facing Rong Heng and his upper body leaning in Wen Baizhi's arms.

"in vain……"

Perhaps it was because he was surrounded by the familiar warmth that Si Jiu gradually regained his composure.

Rong Heng sighed: "Don't be fooled by Si Jiu's frail appearance, he is actually very stubborn. He won't do anything even if a knife is placed on his neck. You are the only one in the world who can coax him.

Even though he often faints and needs acupuncture to reduce his fever, every time he faints, I can't even touch him. He always struggles and moves like he did just now, and I have no idea where to give him the needle.

The only few times were when my senior brother and I couldn't bear to watch him anymore, so we lit some calming cigarettes to make him fall asleep completely before we could get close to him.

But maybe after lighting it a few times, his body has become accustomed to the calming incense, and he can no longer fall asleep as easily as before.

It still has to be you, Bai Zhi. Without you, I don’t think Si Jiu can survive.”

Wen Baizhi couldn't help but smile bitterly.

If she hadn't woken up in time, Si Jiu would probably have been reduced to ashes in the fire.

"Let's get started," she said.

Rong Heng didn't waste any time and took off Si Jiu's shirt.

When his unobstructed back appeared in front of Wen Baizhi, she thought that everything that had happened before was all she had missed.

But who would have thought that Si Jiu's back would actually...

Seeing Wen Baizhi's eyes, Rong Heng knew that Si Jiu's back surprised her.

So he explained to her while giving her the acupuncture.