He is delusional

Chapter 213

"Mr. Wei." Teacher Zhuang came out of A Ting's room, stood in the corridor and called softly.

Yuchi withdrew his gaze and walked towards her.

Yuan also heard the voice and raised her head. Seeing Yuchi's leaving figure, she paused, then lowered her head and continued writing as if nothing had happened.

You don’t have lovesickness in your life.

This is a song by Xu Zaisi, a poet of the Yuan Dynasty.

She stopped writing, stared at the words on the copybook, paused for a while, a drop of ink dripped from the tip of the pen, and blurred a snowflake on the white paper.

It may be that I have been looking at it for a long time without blinking, and my eyes gradually become a little hazy.

……

Yuesao felt that Yuan Ye hadn't slept very well recently, so she warmed up a cup of milk with honey and sent it upstairs, and happened to see Yuchi and Teacher Zhuang talking by the railing.

"I want to take A Ting to sketch tomorrow." Teacher Zhuang spoke in a soft voice, with an air of knowledge and understanding.

A Ting is very interested in painting, and has also gone out to sketch before, Yuchi has no objection: "Let the housekeeper and nanny accompany you."

Teacher Zhuang pursed his lips, and wanted to say something, but at this moment, Yuchi's cell phone rang, and he nodded to Teacher Zhuang as a signal, and then stepped into the study.

After standing for a while, Teacher Zhuang went back to A Ting's room.

Yuesao pushed open the door of the small study, and said to Yuan who was standing by the desk: "Madam, have a glass of milk and rest for a while."

"Bring it here." Yuan also responded, turning her head to look at her, her eyes were a little red.

The confinement wife was hesitant to ask if she had just cried, so she couldn’t ask directly, so as not to touch her sad things again, so she could only gently comfort her when the milk was handed to her: “Madam, it’s for your own body, you also want to Relax, don't hold back what's on your mind, it will be better if you say it."

"I'm fine." Telling her matter can't solve it.

The temperature of the milk was just right for her mouth, she drank it in a few sips, put down the cup casually, and walked to the sofa: "I'll sleep for a while, don't let anyone disturb me."

The confinement wife replied "OK", watched her lie down and closed her eyes, then gently put away the things on the table, and finally closed the door and went out.

"She's asleep?" A male voice suddenly sounded from behind, Yue Yue was startled, and when she looked back, it was Yuchi.

"Yes, my wife didn't sleep very well last night. I got a little headache in the morning. I drank hot milk just now, so I might be a little sleepy."

Didn't sleep well last night.Yuchi pursed his lips and frowned: "Is there anything else?"

He is the employer, and the confinement wife dared not hide anything, so she reported in detail: "My wife seems to have cried just now."

Yuchi rubbed his fingers unconsciously.

Yuan seldom cried before, but recently she cried frequently. The last time was at Qingcheng University, and he still remembered the temperature of the tears burning on his palm.

"Madam's situation..." Yuesao had a bad guess and dared not say it directly.

Yuchi recalled for no reason that morning, Yuan also dressed neatly and went downstairs, guessing something, she was silent for a while.

Yuan also hadn't fallen asleep yet, the door was not closed tightly, she heard the low voice of Yuchi and confinement wife, she got out of bed, barefoot, and walked to the door.

Yuchi said heavily: "Say."

"My wife had a miscarriage, and she suffered a serious injury. She hasn't recovered yet, but she is so depressed. If things go on like this, she may get...depression."

To be more specific, it’s postpartum depression—even though Kite also lost a child, it’s similar, and they all belong to the emotional changes during the puerperium.

The confinement nursed by the confinement sister-in-law can be eighty if not one hundred. She has experience, and Yuanye's mental state is clearly developing in that direction.

There were obviously no windows in the corridor, but at this moment, it was like a cool wind blowing, causing the temperature of Yuchi's whole body to drop.

His face was carved like jade under the wall lamp, and there was a hint of coolness: "Depression?"

The three words read from his mouth were even steeper.

Yuesao lowered her head: "Yes."

Yuchi said coldly: "You are a confinement wife, I invited you here to take care of her body and restore her to health, not to listen to your analysis of whether she is depressed or not, and if she is uncomfortable, you can help her adjust. "

The confinement wife's heart beat violently, and she responded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I will try my best to enlighten my wife."

Kite also lowered her eyes, went back to lie down on the sofa.

Yuchi held his breath, pushed open the door and entered.

Yuesao swallowed, didn't dare to stay any longer, and hurried down to prepare something to eat when Yuanye woke up.

At the end of spring, the days are long, it is already past six o'clock and the sky is still dimly lit, Yuchi draws the curtains to block the light so that the woman on the sofa can sleep more peacefully.

Then he walked to the collapsed carpet of the sofa, sat down, and looked at her sleeping face tenderly.

Yuan also used to like to sleep curled up on his side, but gradually developed the habit of sleeping in his arms, and it didn't take long for her to return to her original state.

Yuchi pulled the thin fleece blanket up a little, covering her chin.

Yuan also woke up more than an hour later, when she opened her eyes and saw Yuchi's face close at hand, she immediately sat up and hid.

Getting up too fast, her head buzzed, Yuan also frowned in pain, propped one hand on the couch, and took a while to recover.

"Don't get up in such a hurry next time." Yuchi wanted to help her rub her temples, Yuan also avoided it immediately, he paused, and then took two steps back consciously.

Yuan also felt a little more comfortable with the distance, she pursed her lips slightly, and didn't take the initiative to ask him why he came.

Yuchi's eyes traced her eyebrows and eyes: "Then stay in the room all the time? Don't go downstairs."

"Anyway, I can't get out. There is no difference between staying in the room and going downstairs." Yuan was also indifferent.

It was his question, but after Yuan showed her sharpness, Yuchi took the initiative to avoid confrontation with her, and changed his words: "Don't drink or eat after ten o'clock tonight. I will ask the family doctor to come tomorrow. Take blood for a few tests, and I will take you to the hospital for a B-ultrasound on Monday."

an examination?Yuan Ye's dull brain turned around, yes, adding up all the ins and outs, she has had a miscarriage for 20 days, and it is really time for a checkup.

"I don't know how long it will take for a miscarriage to have a full-body examination. Go back and ask the doctor. If you can do it together, you can do it together in the hospital to avoid too many troubles." He said, "Situ previously suggested that I find you a Chinese medicine doctor." Get fit, what do you think?"

Ibis didn't say a word either.

Three to five seconds later, he answered his own words: "No rush, wait for the results of the physical examination before we can make other arrangements."

"Dinner should be ready soon, let's go downstairs." Yuchi got up.

Only then did Yuan Ye react, her feet landed on the ground, she put on her indoor shoes, and asked abruptly, "How is Ah Ting's body?"

Without giving Yuchi any consideration as to whether she cared about A Ting or other time when she asked this question, Yuan continued the second half of the sentence: "I'm a little flattered that you suddenly care about me so much. I always feel that you are confirming my health because you want to let I'm going to get pregnant with another baby so I can save him with cord blood."

……

Over there, Teacher Zhuang had just finished teaching A Ting the 26 English letters. A Ting held a pencil in his little hand and silently wrote stroke by stroke.

Teacher Zhuang looked at him a little distractedly, and felt that this child was indeed his son. He looked so much alike, and his personality was also very similar, especially when he was doing business, with that focused look in his eyes... She suddenly remembered that after class was over that evening, When I went out, I happened to meet him coming home.

(End of this chapter)