This thing about me becoming a girl

He asked himself again: "They may feel owed if you leave like this, and they will look for you everywhere."

After the girl donated blood, her complexion was cold and pale, her blue eyes were clear and pure, as if reflecting the blue sky.

She shook her head and left without saying a word.

Seeing the back of the girl leaving, the doctor sighed.

Is Sawamura Mari Aoi... the name is as good as the person.

26. Go home

Sure enough, as the doctor said, the temperature that the North Island crow can withstand has reached the threshold, and it is a little burnt out, and it is an illusion to be awake.

Not long after the antipyretic and anti-inflammatory injections, I felt uncomfortable and had a headache, and it was more severe than before. I couldn't see clearly, my headache was splitting, I was vomiting sporadically, and my face was full of pain.

Bei Daojiu watched her blush disappear on the hospital bed and turned into a paler face, feeling very distressed.

Some people actually don’t feel much pain when they have a fever. They just feel a little tired, their hair is heavy, and they want to sleep. If the temperature is not too high, take some medicine and drink more hot water to sleep. Stiff can survive.

This is nothing more than a person with good health and strong immunity, but it is a pity that the North Island Crow is not such a person.

She can't stand the disease, no matter what the disease is, her clinical symptoms are more obvious than others, and her recovery is slower.

It's like a small flower that blooms in the wild but is too fragile.

He could only curl up his body hard, fearing that one day a gust of not-so-gentle wind would suddenly come and take her away.

After hanging the needles, Bei Daojiu and Bei Daoya left the hospital and returned home. The people lying in the shop had calmed down a lot after the injections. Although they were still sweating, their breathing was not so fast. .

In fact, according to the situation, it is better for the North Island crow to live in the hospital. After all, it is more convenient to check in the hospital, and it can be dealt with by the doctor as soon as possible if there are any abnormal reactions.

But Bei Dao Ya wanted to go home.

Although the doctor did not recommend it, he did not refuse. After all, it is not a serious illness that must be kept in the hospital for observation. Many patients like to go home to sleep at night when they are hospitalized, and return to the ward the next morning. This is not a strange thing. When considering the patient's condition, it is allowed if possible.

However, Bei Daojiu refused, and would not agree to anything, and must stay in the hospital until Bei Daojiu recovered.

But Bei Dao Ya only half-opened his eyes weakly, holding her palm with a hand pierced with hanging needles, his flushed cheeks were full of exhaustion, and he tried his best to smile.

She looked at Bei Daojiu, who was not dressed right and had messy hair, and then smiled weakly, her lips and teeth slightly raised, and said weakly, "The hospital is the same as home, you can take good care of me, mom."

Bei Daojiu pursed her lips and shook her head resolutely, ready to say no, but she froze when she saw Bei Daoya's eyes.

She could tell from her eyes, why Bei Dao Ya left the hospital... because of herself.

Maybe it was the mother-daughter connection, or maybe it was because Bei Daojiu felt a little trembling while sitting in the registration waiting area of ​​the lobby.

In short, Bei Dao Ya felt that Bei Dao Jiu was afraid, afraid of the hospital, and afraid of people around her looking at her when she was not dressed properly.

Bei Daoya felt it, and she was very disturbed.

Bei Dao Jiu lowered his head.

Why...why do I still worry about me when I am already like this!Obviously mom is fine...

Bei Daojiu pursed his lips, but was still ready to refuse.

Bei Dao Crow held her hand, his pale lips tried to smile, his once cold cheeks looked haggard due to the pain.

"Go home, Mom."

27. Kitajima Jiu's day

The apartment is not too spacious, a bit shabby, but it carries all the memories of Bei Daojiu's birth society up to now.

good and bad.

She vaguely remembered the ups and downs she had with the young Bei Dao Ya when she was an Internet cafe refugee, and also remembered her joy when she rented this apartment and lived in Bei Dao Ya.

There are many things that happened, and they are all unforgettable memories.

Bei Dao Ya was lying on the bunk, tightly covered with a quilt, his eyes were closed tightly on his usual cold and indifferent face, his eyes were flushed with pain, and he was so weak and haggard that made people feel distressed.

Bei Daojiu kept changing the hot towel on her forehead for her. Once she felt that the temperature of the towel had dropped, she would change it immediately, then took the other one in the washbasin, wrung it dry, folded it, and put it on her forehead .

With a serious face, he repeated without stopping.

In fact, there is no need to be so cumbersome, but Bei Daojiu has been doing this all the time, watching, watching quietly with a small face.

The illness she understands means that during this period of time, people will become very fragile, very restless, and very lonely, and they hope that important people can always be by their side.

Because she was like this when she was sick, and she really hoped that Xiao Ya could accompany her, although she always chose not to make a sound because she didn't want Bei Dao Ya to worry.

She is also used to it. Since childhood, lying on the bed is weak and painful. If she wants to drink a glass of water, she can only stagger up from the bed to pick it up, because there is no one to rely on, and there is no one to accompany her. No matter how much she wanted to sleep, she could only hold her eyes tight and not close her eyes, because her young heart was a little... afraid of dying alone like this without anyone knowing.

She didn't want Bei Dao Ya to experience the loneliness, anxiety, and fear of being abandoned by no one to rely on when she was sick.

She knelt beside Bei Daoya's floor bunk, gently wiped the sweat on her forehead with a towel, and took back the towel after drying, looking softly at her red face.

Something is different... The usual little crow is always cold and indifferent, looking at others calmly with dark eyes, without deliberate alienation but still feeling far away, unable to grasp, as if no one can live in in her mind.

Even if it was her, she had only seen other expressions on Bei Dao Ya's face once or twice, and it was all because of herself.

And even with other expressions, the facial changes are very shallow, looking at herself indifferently, with tenderness hidden in the deepest part of her eyes.

But now it was very different, her pale cheeks were flushed in the past, her cold expression also collapsed, her eyes were tightly closed and her brows were filled with pain, her face was unprecedentedly weak.

The lines of her face were originally like Bei Dao Jiu, very soft, but usually covered by a too cold expression, it was not obvious.

At this time, the cold expression retreated, replaced by a weak and haggard tortured by illness.

The slightly frowning brows seemed to be wronged, and the timid and weak body and face made people feel heartbroken and loved from the bottom of their hearts.

Bei Daojiu gently touched her hot face, distressed in her timid eyes.

She took the temperature of the North Island crow again, and it was still around 39°C.

This temperature has been maintained for a short time, and the body temperature has stopped rising. You can change to a cold towel and apply ice to dissipate heat.

She looked at the thermometer and nodded, replaced the hot towel on Bei Daoya's forehead, got up and took the washbasin to catch a basin of cold water.

Bei Daojiu is very experienced in how to take care of patients. He knows that hot compresses should be used when the body temperature rises during fever, and hot towels should be used to wipe the area where large blood vessels are distributed to prevent convulsions and convulsions caused by severe fever.

When the body temperature is constant, it means that the fever center medium has been released or has come to an end temporarily. At this time, cold compresses can be used to dissipate heat, which can also prevent the body temperature from rising again.

It’s not just that cold compresses can be used as long as you have a fever. When the body temperature rises, the cold compresses will shrink the already constricted skin blood vessels, resulting in reduced perspiration, causing reflexive contraction of the arrector pili muscles, and increased heat production. It will help but it will have the opposite effect.

These Bei Daojiu have learned it specially, because Bei Daojiu often has a fever and a cold.

She tried her best to curl up her body, protecting this fragile little flower from being blown away by the indifferent wind.

Bei Dao Jiu is a child who has never been cared for and loved, but he has learned how to take care of Bei Dao Ya.

Although she has low self-esteem, cowardice and lack of assertiveness, and usually relies on Bei Daoya very much, as if the two of them have switched identities, but at this time she does not have a trace of panic, and she is very reliable.

She knelt and sat beside Bei Daoya like this, wiped her sweat, changed the towel, took her temperature again after a while, and helped her to feed her warm water from time to time.

He has been with her all the time, never leaving half a step.

In the afternoon, Bei Dao Crow still looked unconscious, unable to open his eyes, feeling weak all over, and even didn't know what Bei Dao Jiu would say.

Gently brushing away the jagged bangs on Bei Daoya's forehead, she gently kissed her smooth forehead, and said, "Don't be afraid, little Ya! Mom will be right back~"

After she finished speaking, she got up, and when she stood up, she staggered immediately. Although she would change her sitting position from time to time, her legs that had been kneeling for a long time were already a little numb at this time. She supported the sofa, her delicate legs trembling slightly With that, I almost fell down several times.

After a while, my legs gradually regained consciousness, and then I went to the kitchen to make some light, nutritious and easy-to-swallow dinners, rarely without meat.

After dinner was ready, she lifted Bei Dao Crow's weak body, leaned on her body, and fed her mouthful with a spoon.

Although she cooks vegetable porridge, and the vegetables are finely chopped, it is liquid food that is easy to swallow, but it is still a bit difficult to feed the unconscious North Island crow.

She blew on the porridge in the spoon, until it didn't burn her mouth, and then slowly sent it into the mouth of Bei Dao Crow, who was weakly leaning on her arms, one mouthful at a time.

Although her speed was already very slow and gentle, the North Island crow would still cough up from time to time, and she quickly wiped it off with a towel, patted her back, and waited for her to recover before feeding her another mouthful.

In this way, a very long dinner passed, and after Bei Dao Ya finished a bowl and saw her appearance after she could no longer swallow, Bei Dao Jiu slowly helped her lie back on the bunk again, and covered her good quilt.

After finishing these, I started to eat by myself, and the remaining vegetable porridge was already a little cold.

She ate the bowl in twos and twos, washed the bowl and chopsticks after filling her stomach casually, and then returned to the floor shop.

Repeat what you did before, until you don't know when you fell asleep with your pillow on the side.

In her sleep, she was still holding Bei Dao Ya's hand.

sorry sorry

It's too late today. If you need to code words now, don't even think about going to work tomorrow. If you touch it for a day, you will make it up.

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28. Late at night

In the middle of the night, in the apartment, Bei Daojiu was lying on his side on the wooden board next to the floor bunk, looking a little tired, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

She seemed to feel that the board was a bit hard and she was not sleeping comfortably, so she would twist her body slightly from time to time.

Because of the sudden sleep, the lights in the apartment were not turned off, and a faint soft white light filled the not-so-spacious space, making it look a little warm.

Bei Dao Jiu closed her eyes, and the gentle and soft white light of the energy-saving lamp directly above was printed on her side.

The already delicate cheeks were coated with a layer of soft light, like snow, white and clear, but compared to the coldness of snow, it was more gentle.

Even if he didn't make any special expression, there is still a kind of natural softness and gentleness in his eyebrows and eyes, shallow and timid, like a small animal, with a kind of beauty that is easy to bully, but he can't bear to bully.

As if she was not sleeping well, she raised her eyebrows slightly, revealing a faint sense of grievance.

Bei Daojiu curled up, her petite body curled up even tighter, the night in April was still a bit cool.

Sitting in the bunk, Bei Dao Ya looked at the person sleeping on the wooden board beside him, and then at his bandaged right hand.

Even in her sleep, she still held her hand tightly, and if she held her hand in this position, it would be uncomfortable and uncomfortable, and it would hurt for a long time, but she still didn't let go.

Looking at her face that was softer than the soft white light, Bei Dao Ya's dark eyes under the fine eyelashes were a little peaceful.

It had been a while since she woke up, she regained her consciousness, and her fever subsided a bit. She didn't have the severe discomfort during the day, but her body was still weak. Although she wasn't sleepy, she still wanted to sleep with her eyes closed.

After waking up, she slowly got up, sat on the bunk and looked at Bei Daojiu without shifting her gaze.