Chapter 105: Fortunately, It's Not Pregnancy
When Ling Fei woke up, her eyes were snow-white, and the air exuded a strong smell of medicine. 【】
She was hanging the potion on her left hand, and there was no one in the ward, Ling Fei vaguely remembered that it was Song Tianmo who sent her to the hospital last night.
But at that time, she was in so much pain that she lost consciousness at some point, and she didn't know anything after that.
Wrinkled her nose, the smell of the hospital was really uncomfortable, and she supported her body with her right hand and wanted to sit up.
Click.
The room door was pushed open from the outside.
Song Tianmo walked in, his eyes were sharp, and the clothes on his body were still the same one he wore last night.
"Awake?"
Ling Fei squinted at him slightly, and said angrily, "Why did you send me to the hospital?" It's just a little problem, and it's over! ”
She came to the menstrual period, and she actually went to the hospital to hang water, how to look at this thing is too strange.
Song Tianmo walked over.
Stretched out his hand and twisted her nose fiercely: "It's over if you endure it, you fainted in pain yesterday!" How can you bear it, the pain is so unbearable that you don't know how to say, you still say that you are a little problem? ”
"It's just menstrual cramps, why isn't it a minor problem?" Ling Fei wrinkled her nose, although it was the first time she had pain, she knew that there were many people with menstrual pain in the world.
Song Tianmo pulled a chair and sat down on the edge of her bed, pulling her hand that was being infusion.
After hanging the water for several hours, Ling Fei's hand was cold and cold, he didn't dare to rub it hard, there were needles stuck in it, so he simply clasped her hands together and wrapped her hand in the palm of his hand.
The look was strange and solemn.
Seeing him like this, Ling Fei's heart moved, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and his face turned pale instantly: "Could it be ...... Am I not coming to the moon? ”
When she said the word menstruation, her voice began to tremble, and her body softened to one side, if she wasn't leaning on the head of the bed, her whole body would have fallen under the bed.
Song Tianmo took his eyes off her slender fingers, raised his head, and looked at her face.
Ling Fei's face was very pale.
There was even a hint of horror in his eyes that could not be concealed.
Song Tianmo's heart twitched, he got up from the chair and sat on the edge of the bed: "What are you thinking about?" You have a bad stomach and have acute gastroenteritis. ”
"Acute gastroenteritis!" Ling Fei muttered and repeated, her face began to slowly improve, her eyelashes no longer trembled, and she closed her eyes gently after being relieved.
It's okay it's just acute gastroenteritis.
And not pregnant as she guessed!
"What were you thinking?" Song Tianmo raised his hand to caress her little face, softened his voice, but looked at her without blinking, as if he was afraid of missing a trace of expression on her face.
Ling Fei opened his eyes slightly, didn't look at him, just looked at the white wall opposite, and muttered softly: "I'll just say, I've never been in pain, why did it suddenly hurt, you just did that, I was scared to think I had some terminal illness." ”
Song Tianmo looked at her inquiringly, and after a moment, he let go of the hand that was caressing her little face: "Do you know how you committed gastroenteritis?" ”
Ling Fei finally raised her head to look at him, her gaze was clear and transparent, and Song Tianmo could even see her own reflection in her eyes.
"You have a weak stomach, I'm afraid that the things you made last night are a little bad, don't do it in the future, whatever you want to eat, I'll take you out to eat, don't do it yourself!"
Ling Fei was stunned.
Is she food poisoning?
Thinking that not only did she eat last night's things, but also Song Tianmo, she straightened up and looked at Song Tianmo's gaze with unconcealed worry: "What about you?" How are you? What's the matter? ”
Song Tianmo's heart warmed slightly.
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