Mr. said the sugar cake is not as sweet as me

When Bugis rushed to push the door and entered, he saw Fu Qingyang sitting beside the bed in a nightgown, exuding a depressing and suffocating silence all over his body.

Fu Qingyang raised his eyes, the corners of which were bloodshot.

"Qing, Qingyang..." Bugis stepped into the room and subconsciously took a step back after meeting the man's dangerous gaze.

Bugis swallowed, and walked into the room despite the overly depressed atmosphere: "Don't worry, I'll take a look at Shuyou first."

"Ah."

The man's voice was hoarse and his throat was dry.

Fu Qingyang lowered his head again, staring at the pale and whispering Youyou, and gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Regardless of whether Youyou heard it or not, the man comforted him in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, Youbao, just sleep well, and you'll be fine when you wake up."

Leon and the old man stood guard on the other side of the bed, frowning at the fragile little pomelo on the bed.The fingertips of the old man holding the cane turned white, his whole body trembled slightly, and deep worry welled up in his eyes.

Bugis quickly took the medicine box and instruments, and checked the little pomelo.The heart rate is too fast, the breathing is unstable, the fever is 39 degrees, the blood pressure is normal, and the blood sugar is low.

He quickly dispensed the medicine and put an IV on Youyou.

"This is the fever-reducing patch. You can put Shuyou on later. Help him up first, and drink the anti-inflammatory medicine and fever-reducing granule."

Fu Qingyang nodded, supported Youyou's back with his strong arms, and carefully lifted him up, letting him half lean on his body.

"Well......"

Little Yuzi groaned in pain, until he felt the familiar temperature, then he groaned twice and then calmed down obediently.

Fu Qingyang's heart trembled with pain.

The man gently stuffed the pill into Yuyou's mouth, fed a glass of water, and swallowed half of it before barely swallowing the pill.

Holding a handkerchief, the man helped Xiaoyouzi wipe off the water stains on the corners of his mouth and chin, and picked up the medicine again, his eyes condensed slightly.

Youyou is in a half-comatose, half-nightmare state, and drinking granules will leak a lot.

Fu Qingyang narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his head and took a sip, lowered his head to cover Youyou's soft mouth, and slowly passed the potion.After going back and forth several times, Yuyou finally got the medicine down.

"Pomelo..."

Fu Qingyang took Youyou's small hand and rubbed it against the side of his face. The bitterness in his mouth didn't dissipate, but it couldn't resist the coldness in his heart.

He hugged Xiaoyouzi and asked him to lie flat gently.

After putting on the anti-fever stickers, Fu Qingyang picked up the alcohol cotton ball prepared by Bugis, and carefully and gently wiped the delicate and fair skin of Youyou to physically cool down.

"Qingyang, as long as Shuyou's fever subsides, the situation will basically stabilize. This time it is indeed Molly's amnesia attack." Bugis paused slightly: "The reason why Shuyou is raving now is because He is recalling the hidden memory fragments. After Shuyou wakes up, you have to guide him more, otherwise he may not be able to bear it. After all..."

Bugis didn't finish his words, but Fu Qingyang understood.

After all, those were memories that I was too scared to erase.

"I will guard Youbao." Fu Qingyang wiped the cold sweat of Youyou with distress, "After this attack is over, will there be any sequelae?"

Bugis shook his head: "No, the main thing is to see if Shuyou can face those bad memories smoothly after waking up. I left you two injections of tranquilizers, intramuscular injections are enough. According to Shuyou's personality , it may be more difficult to fall asleep in the last few weeks, and I will prepare some sleeping pills for you. But it is best not to take these, after all, they are three-point poison."

Fu Qingyang carefully put away the two syringes and a few bottles of pills. He looked up at the old man and Leon: "You Bao will be fine, you all go out first. Let the kitchen prepare some light porridge, I'm afraid Youbao will wake up hungry."

Leon nodded, and the old man turned and left.Before walking out of the room, the old man paused: "Take good care of him."

Fu Qingyang paused slightly for wiping Youyou's body.

"I will."

With a low voice, the man made a solemn promise.

With the departure of the three of Bugis, the bedroom returned to tranquility.It was so quiet that Fu Qingyang seemed to be able to hear his restless heartbeat.

"Youbao, don't scare my husband..."

"Wake up quickly, okay? I asked the kitchen to prepare a small porridge, and you won't be hungry when you wake up. If you don't like it, my husband will make fish porridge for you... next Ciyoubao can't be greedy anymore, and suffer for himself, stupid or not."

Fu Qingyang glanced at the drip bottle, and there was still more than half of the medicine in it. He was afraid that Yubao would be cold, so he touched the little hand that had the needle from time to time to see if it was still warm.

The man sat by the bed, quietly waiting for Youbao to wake up.

Only Fu Qingyang knew how flustered he was right now.Obviously, Youbao is right in front of his eyes, and he can grab someone into his arms with just a bend.

However, he also felt that Youbao was far away from him. It seemed that as long as he touched it a little, the little gentleman lying on the bed would turn into a bubble and disappear in his own world forever.

Fu Qingyang once thought that no matter what happened, he would be able to maintain that calmness in planning.

But the man had to admit that he was scared.He looked at the pale Youbao, and even felt a little dazed.

It doesn't matter if his Youbao is stupid or stupid. Fu Qingyang doesn't want to get entangled in independence and self-love.At this moment, the man only felt that it was enough for Youbao to stay by his side carefree.

The blood in Fu Qingyang's eyes didn't dissipate. He looked at Youbao in a rough manner, afraid that Youyou would disappear in the blink of an eye.He was wondering if Youyou would break down and cry after waking up.

Or it can't stand the stimulation, which leads to the worst result.

—Permanent amnesia.

If Youbao wakes up and sees himself saying "Who are you", Fu Qingyang thinks he might go crazy.

After more than half an hour, the drip was finished, Fu Qingyang carefully pulled out the needle, and fed a few mouthfuls of warm water mouth to mouth.

Just when she was about to let go of her fragrant and soft lips, Fu Qingyang heard a faint groan.

Taking advantage of the moment when the man was dazed, Youbao subconsciously took a bite of the cool and soft thing in front of him.

"hiss--"

Fu Qingyang felt a pain in the corner of his lips, probably because of a broken skin.

But he didn't care about the stinging pain, he quickly looked at the little pomelo in his arms, and saw the curled eyelashes trembling slightly, which seemed to be a sign of awakening.Fu Qingyang's heart skipped a beat, and even his breathing eased a little.

"Pomelo Treasure, Pomelo Treasure?"

"Hmmmmm~"

Hearing the familiar call, Youyou opened his eyes with difficulty, and for a moment, the anxiety and confusion in Huber's eyes had not dissipated.

Little Yuzi was a little dazed.

It seemed that he couldn't tell which dream he had entered.

"Old man...?"

Little Yuzi's soft voice trembled a little, her fair little face was instantly stained with helplessness and fear.

Those people in the dream would say scolding you, beating you, saying that you are a little oil bottle, a little broom star, and an unlucky little fool.But now, I "dream" about my husband again...

What should I do, my husband will also dislike Youyou, right?Will you give up Youyou, and you can no longer be your husband's little baby?

"pomelo......"

Youbao trembled slightly and interrupted the man's voice, sobbing aggrievedly with red eyes, curling himself into a ball.

"Don't, don't talk! Woooo... Youyou no, I don't want to hear from you, woo. Don't even come here, you have a husband, hiccup~ you, you are not from Youyou, you Husband... woohoo!"

Xiaoyuzi buried her little head in the bed, her soft little body trembled with fear, all fear and insecurity erupted suddenly, turning into cries of grievance, smashing the man's remaining calmness and self-control one by one.

"Pomelo Treasure."

With a call, Fu Qingyang's voice was a little hoarse.

The man reached out and scooped the pomelo into his bosom with both the person and the blanket, and stretched out his hand a little violently to pull the blanket off and throw it aside.

Fu Qingyang buried herself in her arms, covering the little gentleman who was weeping and crying, and his heart hurt like a needle prick.

"Pomelo Treasure."

"Don't, don't talk, Youyou won't listen!"

Xiaoyouzi closed her eyes tightly and said fiercely.

But Youyou knew that in the dream, no matter how she covered her ears and closed her eyes, she could still hear and see that weird and terrifying scene.

However, those were a long time ago.

Some fathers and mothers beat and scolded in cold disgust.

There was her cousin Cheng Shanshan, who was humiliated and excluded in front of everyone.

A doctor stabbed the back of his hand until it was bruised.

There are also domestic helpers who say he is crazy, bad luck.

......

Youyou is afraid of these, but not enough to make him collapse.

Because he still has a husband.

Xiaoyouzi told herself over and over again that these were nightmares, but they were too real.After waking up, you will find that you are nestled safely in your husband's arms.

However, he "dreamed" of her husband.

Even in a dream, if the husband treats him like those bad guys, Youyou may collapse and break.

He prayed that this "dream" would end soon.

However, the husband in the "dream" is a bit domineering.

Fu Qingyang frowned, tightly grasping Youbao's claw, pulled it from the ear, and growled irritably and anxiously.

"Bai Shuyou, calm down!"

"Hurr~"

Little Yuzi was so frightened that he let out a little hiccup. He stared blankly at the familiar man in front of him, and foolishly let the crystal tears slide down his cheeks.

It's been a long time since my husband called me by my first and last name.

Youyou likes her husband calling him "Youbao".Listening to it, I feel that I have really become my husband's very important little baby.

"Youbao just said that I'm not your husband?"

Fu Qingyang narrowed his eyes slightly, angry and distressed.

But looking at the ridiculously well-behaved little Youzi sitting in his arms, he couldn't help himself, so he could only slap Youyou's ass as a punishment.

"Well!"

Youyou stretched out her claws aggrievedly, covering her butt.

it hurts......

Youbao was frightened for so long, and also lost his temper.

Anyway, I am still "dreaming".

Yuyou is not, not afraid!

The broken Youbao stared at Fu Qingyang with tears in his eyes, and said stubbornly: "Yes, you, you are not the husband! Well, Youyou's husband will not hit Youyou... you , is a bad guy!"