as long as you love

Hua Yuru made a decisive decision, carried Hua Qi into the bathroom.

"Dad, I'll take him to warm up first, and you should find a doctor quickly."

A disposable soft rubber mat was placed in the bathtub, and the pool of hot water that Sun Ru put before was filled with mist, which blurred the view of the bathroom a lot.

The body in his arms was icy cold and breathed air, as if he had sucked in all the mist from the rain.Heartbroken and annoyed, Hua Yuru didn't dare to delay, quickly took off Hua Qi's shoes, tested the water temperature, gently put him into the water, leaned against the wall of the tank, and began to remove his clothes one by one.

The boy's skin had always been fair, but now it was a little sickly. The collarbone under the slender neck was obvious, showing a sense of youthfulness and sexiness.Wet half-length curly hair was printed tightly on the forehead, and beneath it were a pair of closed eyes.

Hua Yuru looked at the familiar face that he had seen since he was a child, and the last trace of anger in his heart disappeared, leaving only heartache.He looked around, found a cup, scooped a ladle of water in the sink, poured it over the boy's head—carefully avoiding his mouth and nose—and washed his hair.

This silly boy, for some reason, went crazy and drenched in the rain.Sometimes Chinese Confucianism really can't figure out the heart of this young man.Every time he made a sudden attack, it would drive people to scratch their heads and go crazy.

Hua Yuru added hot water to him a few more times, and took care of him from head to toe with hot water, until the boy's cheeks were three points rosy, then picked him up, wrapped him in a towel, and carried him back to the bedroom .

It was only four o'clock in the morning, Hua Xianjie and the others shyly called the owner of the villa and asked him about the situation of the hospital.

The host was very uncomfortable when he was woken up at night, but he heard that someone was sick, so he told them cooperatively, because Xinji Island itself is a tourist destination, there are very few aborigines on the island, and there is no regular hospital. Small family clinics with just one or two barefoot doctors.

At this o'clock, the Barefoot Doctor's clinic was not open, but Hua Qi's disease was there, and everyone couldn't care less about it. They asked the host's family where a doctor lived, and planned to take Hua Qi there.

Although the rain has gradually stopped outside, it is hard to find a car. The local call for a car has to wait until after 7:[-] in the morning.After tossing and turning for a long time, I finally found a carriage that went between several tourist attractions, and it could barely accommodate two or three people. Hua Yuru persuaded everyone to go back, and took his younger brother to see a doctor.

The carriage drove them all out of the tourist area, and drove up the country road. After a while, they came to the dilapidated door of a mud house. The Chinese Confucianism called the carriage to wait, and went down and knocked on the door. After a long time, a curse came out. The short man, ask him what's the matter.

Huayu Confucianism explained the purpose of coming, but before asking if Hua Qi could be brought in, the man closed the door with a bang, like avoiding the plague, and said, "Go away, go away, my family does not treat outsiders."

The phrase "get out of the way" has an ugly meaning in the local dialect.

Huayu Confucianism has never been treated like this in his more than [-] years of life. Forgive him, no matter how good-mannered and educated he is, he can't help but endure a few times before suppressing his anger.He knocked on the door again, but no one answered.I had to give up.Stand still and think about what to do next.

The driver of the carriage thought that he was angry with the man, so he comforted him and said: "This doctor's family is like this. They treat diseases based on their emotions. There are few doctors and nurses on the island, and the residents can't do anything about it."——But the castle owner on the island, often Send your own medical staff to see people for free."

The Chinese Confucian had an idea: "Are you talking about Earl Annan?"

The driver scratched his head and thought for a while: "It seems that that person has such a title."

Without further ado, a few of them set off for the castle, and came here again in less than a day, which Huayu Ru didn't expect.Fortunately, Mr. Earl had already woken up early, welcomed them in enthusiastically, and called his personal doctor to see Hua Qi.

Hua Qi was put on an IV drip, but he still didn't wake up. Huayu Confucianism stood by, worried.

Annan asked the waiter to serve tea, and sat on the side, asking, "Why did this kid become so sick in less than a day?"

The Chinese Confucianist replied: "I think it was because I was caught in the rain yesterday and got cold."

"The weather on this island is changeable, and violent storms come suddenly, and it is summer recently, with frequent typhoons. It is best to be careful. Check the weather in advance before traveling." Annan took off his top hat, took tea and blew .

The Chinese Confucianism looked at it, and became a little curious: "I think the Earl's Chinese is very good, but you have stayed in China?"

"Yes, for 11 years," Annan said with a smile, and the short, sharp gray beard on his upper lip became kind. "Believe it or not, I was still teaching Chinese in China at that time."

"Hahaha," the words were half-truths and half-false, and the Chinese Confucianists didn't bother, and sincerely praised: "Your Earl is really well-informed and experienced."

The two chatted some more, and the Chinese Confucianists realized that Annan was the earl of a small European country, and the fiefdom was this island. The title was still valid when it was passed down to his generation, but the business of the family business was getting worse and worse, unable to make ends meet.Gradually unable to afford the cost of maintaining the castle, most of the castle was opened up as a tourist destination to support the operation and maintenance of the castle.

Annan's temperament is gentlemanly and unrestrained. Over the years, he has traveled far and wide, and met many people of all kinds. He even had a good chat with a young, promising and considerate man like Huayu Confucianism.He especially appreciates the two brothers of the Hua family.

It is really rare for a person with a keen temperament and extraordinary talent for painting, and a young and promising person who is not arrogant and rude.

This appreciation will keep people until evening.

Hua Qi only woke up once in the evening. He was very weak and did not respond to questions, and passed out again after a while.

The doctor checked again, but it turned out that the fever had subsided, and there seemed to be no other symptoms or problems.

The Chinese-speaking Confucianist had been forced to stay until night, and felt that it was very inappropriate, so he took his younger brother to resign.

Knowing that their afternoon flight was delayed until tomorrow morning due to the weather, Annan didn't insist on staying because of the weather, so he didn't force them to stay. He found his own car and driver to send the two of them back.

Another day later, the group finally returned to their hometown. This family trip was full of twists and turns, and it took them a long time to breathe.

On the night Hua Qi returned to China, his condition began to recur again. His fever reached 39°C, and he was admitted to the hospital again.

The hospital heard that Hua Qi came back from abroad, and even said that they should be quarantined and observed first.

Chinese Confucianism knows that the Ministry of Disease Control and Prevention has strict controls in this area, but it is aimed at some disease-ridden areas in Africa, and Xinji Island obviously does not belong to this scope.

The whole family knew that Hua Qi just had a common cold, and they didn't want to push Hua Qi into an isolation ward.Hua Xianjie made a phone call to ask the relevant people, knowing that the hospital did not comply with the rules, so he sternly rejected the hospital's request.

Hua Qi still doesn't know the twists and turns of his illness. He doesn't wake up for a long time every day, and he doesn't know whether he doesn't want to wake up or is really weak.

Huayuru was terrified by his torment, and all the company's work was moved to the hospital, for fear that if he didn't pay attention, this little guy would make some mistakes.

After nearly a week of tossing like this, Hua Qi became a little more stable.

During the period, the hospital suspected that there was a heart problem, and went to check the heart function, and the final result was all right.

The attending physicians were quite helpless, and said with a smile: "You are a child at such a young age, don't you have something on your mind? Don't think too much about it."

Talking about the intentions of the unintentional listener, Huayu Confucianism pondered the meaning of the doctor's words, turned around a few times in his heart, and decided to have a good talk with Hua Qi.

The author has something to say:

I have been reading Mr. Qian Zhongshu's "Fortress Besieged" for the past two days. After writing today's chapter, I found that the dialogue in the good foreign chapter was written in the style of the Republic of China. I was scared and changed it quickly. If there are any leftovers, please Don't see outsiders. hhh...mixed styles depending on what book series I read today...