After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

In the brightly lit tent, Ping An was collecting basins of blood.

Si Jiu lay silently on Wen Baizhi's legs, occasionally closing his eyes and vomiting a few mouthfuls of blood.

Rong Heng was sweating profusely as he prepared the prescription and the silver needles.

Every time Si Jiu would wake up briefly after vomiting, he would try his best to look at Wen Baizhi.

"I'm here. I'm always here. Don't be afraid. You're just sick. Doctor Rong and I are here. You'll be well soon."

Whenever she comforted him, she would touch his hair gently as she did in the past.

At this time, Si Jiu would fall into coma again with peace of mind.

Rong Heng finally prepared the pills: "He drank too much this time, and only vomited a small amount. This pill is to make him vomit."

Wen Baizhi gently pried open Si Jiu's lips and stuffed the pill into his mouth.

"Do you want to give me the acupuncture like last time?" she asked.

Rong Heng was very much in line with her calmness at this moment: "After the effect of this pill takes effect and he vomits for a while, we can give him the acupuncture."

Wen Baizhi hummed and looked at Si Jiu's face again.

Rong Heng was a little curious: "Why are you so calm?"

Wen Baizhi looked at him: "So what do you think I should do? Yell or cry?"

Rong Heng shook his head: "No, no, no, it doesn't have to be like that, but at least I will be very worried about that."

Wen Baizhi smiled lightly: "Many people's moods don't need to be reflected on their faces. Although Si Jiu and I haven't been together for a long time, I will naturally be anxious and nervous when I see him injured and sick, and I will even feel sorry for him.

But I also know that my extra emotions are completely useless. Take Si Jiu's personality. If he had seen me crying anxiously, he would have done the same thing as before. He would have tried his best to behave better just to prevent me from worrying. But is that meaningful? "

Rong Heng answered subconsciously: "It's meaningless. When a patient is sick, his psychology needs special attention. Si Jiu is a person who hides too many things in his heart. If he sees you sad, he will surely be ten times or a hundred times sadder."

Wen Baizhi looked at Si Jiu's closed eyes: "So, I am also anxious and sad, but I can't let him know."

Just at this moment, Si Jiu suddenly looked up again and vomited towards the bottom of the couch.

What was vomited out was sake and gastric juice.

Seeing that he was vomiting and his whole body was convulsing, with a red and swollen face, Wen Baizhi kept stroking his back with her hands.

This time when he vomited, Si Jiu had his eyes open. He watched helplessly as the filth he vomited stained Wen Baizhi's skirt.

This is the dress she is very satisfied with today.

He spit on me.

He tried to reach out to get the filth on her skirt, but Wen Baizhi noticed his movements.

I also understood his intention.

She took Si Jiu's hand in her own, then whispered in his ear:

"It's okay, Sijiu, just buy me more and better-looking clothes next time."

Si Jiu's eyes looked particularly red because he had just vomited violently.

He closed his eyes weakly.

Rong Heng brought over the silver needle and said, "The pill is taking effect. Now you can use the needle to induce vomiting of the last part of the wine."

Wen Baizhi nodded.

She still remembered what she had done previously.

"Si Jiu, I will help you sit up slowly now. Just lean on me and let Rong Heng give you acupuncture, okay?"

Si Jiu squeezed her palm.

She knew he agreed.

So she slowly lifted up Si Jiu's upper body.

Si Jiu no longer had any strength left at this moment, and just when he was about to fall to the side, Wen Baizhi caught him.

She rested Si Jiu's head on her shoulder.

"Then I'll take off your shirt now so it's easier for you to give me the acupuncture."

She explained her actions step by step, giving Si Jiu enough respect.

Both the outer garment and the middle garment were taken off.

Only the strip of cloth that Wen Baizhi had tied for him today was still wrapped around his waist.

Wen Baizhi knew the significance of this piece of cloth to Si Jiu, so she asked Rong Heng for his consent.

"Do you want to take off this strip of cloth too?"

Rong Heng naturally understood what this piece of cloth meant to Si Jiu: "It has to be taken off, otherwise the acupuncture points will be blocked later."

So Wen Baizhi had to ask Si Jiu: "Did you hear everything? You have to take off the cloth strip. How about this, if you feel it is inconvenient for me to be here after taking off the cloth strip, I will ask Ping An to come in and take care of you. I will wait for you outside."

Si Jiu knew clearly that some of the wine he drank tonight would definitely overflow from below.

Based on his past experience, he could even tell that the overflow would occur almost immediately after the cloth strip was removed.

But he really couldn't bear to let Wen Baizhi leave here.

"It's okay. I just need you to be here."

Wen Baizhi said sorry for being so rude and went to untie the cloth strip.

It feels different to untie it with my own hands after tying it with my own hands.

As the cloth strips were untied, Rong Heng could finally start sewing.

The procedure was the same as last time. Rong Heng finished inserting the needles breathlessly and then said that he needed to wait for a while.

Wen Baizhi found a blanket and carefully wrapped the area on Si Jiu's waist where the needles had not been applied.

Si Jiu must have a fever now, because the air he breathed into her neck and shoulders was hot.

After the needle was removed, Si Jiu vomited violently again.

This time, when he vomited, he also vomited out the blood from his stomach.

Rong Heng explained: "It should be bleeding in the stomach. The stomach injury this time is too serious. I have to take care of it in the future."

Wen Baizhi came from modern times after all, so he naturally knew what gastric bleeding meant.

In modern times, surgery is required.

But in ancient times, there were no such conditions, so they could only raise them slowly.

Just as she laid Si Jiu flat on the couch and stood up to cover him with the quilt.

She found that there seemed to be some moisture under Si Jiu's clothes, near that area.

She thought it was water that had accidentally splashed, but when she looked into the tip of her nose she noticed something was not right.

She glanced at the unconscious Si Jiu and vaguely knew what the water was, and gradually understood what the strip of cloth was.

She didn't care about these. She only cared about whether Si Jiu's body would be damaged due to such forced physiological restrictions.

She asked Rong Heng who was collecting the medicine box: "Doctor Rong, do you know the use of Si Jiu's cloth strip?"

Rong Heng paused when he heard this: "Of course I know."

Wen Baizhi approached him: "Don't worry, I won't ask you a lot about him. I just want to know if it will hurt him if he keeps using this strip of cloth."

Rong Heng sighed, "How can there be no damage? He was stabbed in the back, and lost something that can be discharged normally. Every time he urinates, it is a torture."

Wen Baizhi frowned: "Is there no other way?"

Rong Heng shook his head: "There is something missing, how can there be a solution? There is no solution."

Wen Baizhi asked, "So he relies on this strip of cloth to strangle himself and reduce the number of times he urinates?"

Rong Heng was very surprised at her intelligence: "Madam, have you always been so smart? It is true, but in the long run, every time he urinates, it will be more painful, and the damage to his internal organs will become greater and greater. Naturally, it is best to expel it in time every time."

He packed up his medicine box and was about to leave when Wen Baizhi stopped him.

"Please, Doctor Rong, call Ping An and ask him to change Si Jiu's clothes."

Rong Heng was a little surprised: "I thought you would help change it yourself, Madam. After all, Si Jiu is the most relaxed in front of you."

Wen Baizhi smiled and said, "Maybe I could have changed it while he was asleep before, but he already leaked it out. If he knew tomorrow that I helped him change his clothes, he would definitely blame himself and feel entangled in his heart again."

Rong Heng looked at her with more admiration: "It is really a blessing for Si Jiu to have his wife by his side. After all, his life was really hard before."

Wen Baizhi turned her head to look at Si Jiu: "It's not his blessing, nor is it a compensation for his previous suffering. It's just that I really can't bear to see him suffering like this."