After Marriage With A Disabled Gangster [BL] [MTL] [✔]

CHAPTER 24; PART 3

　"Ah, good." Shen Ci quickly put the bottle back in place, "I'm sorry, I don't know..."

　"Second layer," Qin Yi was panting, as if almost unable to hold it, "the painkiller is in the second..."

　Halfway through, he suddenly reached out and covered his mouth.

　This series of situations completely confused Shen Ci, and saw Qin Yi panic and strenuously moving himself to the side of the bed, getting into the wheelchair, and heading straight to the bathroom.

　Hearing the sound of the door closing, Shen Ci regained his senses, and quickly found the painkiller from the second level of the drawer, then rushed into the bathroom and saw Qin Yi retching on the sink.

　It has been a long time since breakfast, and the only thing in his stomach has been digested long ago. Even if he wants to vomit, he can't vomit anything.

　Shen Ci stepped forward and gently patted his back, and asked carefully, "Does it matter? I call Dr. Lu to come over, right?"

　"No." Qin Yi kept panting, as if exhausted. He stretched out a handful of water and washed his face with difficulty. When he raised his head, he saw himself in the mirror.

　Pale, emaciated, and haggard.

　Comparing with the young man standing next to him, it was like a difference between clouds and mud.

　He tightened his lips, retracted his gaze without saying a word, and was about to steer the wheelchair back, but Shen Ci first held his fingers.

　The temperature of the boy's palm was very warm. Holding the hand he had just touched with cold water, it was almost hot. The hot heat seemed to be a kind of irritation, which made him want to withdraw his hand. success.

　Holding a towel, Shen Ci helped him wipe off the water on his hands and the water on his face. He asked softly, "Is it so painful to vomit?"

　Qin Yi did not open his face, and did not want to stare at him: "No."

　Shen Ci saw his reaction from avoiding his sight and couldn't help but squeezed his finger. He was very distressed and said soothingly, "Shall we go back?"

　He pushed him back to the bedroom, helped him back to the bed, picked up the painkiller he had just found, and poured hot water on him.

　Qin Yi buckled several pills from the medicine board and continued to buckle. Shen Ci quickly held him down: "Enough, I can't bear eating so much."

　Qin Yi didn't say anything, so he took the pills with water, and Shen Ci helped him leaning against the bedside: "If you can't sleep now, I'll let my aunt make some porridge for you."

　Qin Yi's voice was very dumb, and he closed his eyes tiredly: "I don't want to drink."

　"Be obedient, you haven't eaten anything for a day." Shen Ci pulled the quilt up, "Wait for me."

　Shen Ci left the room and waited until the closing sound rang before Qin Yi opened his eyes again, looked at the door, turned his head, and cast his gaze on the bedside table.

　Has it been discovered?

　However, Shen Ci should not know what it is.

　He shouldn't have had such a big reaction at the time, and instead led him to doubt, but under the severe pain, he was very irritable, and it was too late to say anything.

　Qin Yi tilted his head back, as if a dying person was making the last gasp before the end of his life, but the pain did not allow him to die. He reminded him all the time that he was still alive. Uninterrupted torture.

　In a trance, he stretched out his hand laboriously, and wanted to open the drawer, but it was not easy to apply force at this angle, and he didn't open it for a long time.

　Suddenly, he seemed to wake up from a dream, realizing that his brain was making this kind of back-to-back decision again. He tried his best to settle down and went to take the candy box on the bedside.

　He held the transparent candy box in his hand, still containing the cheap fruit candy.

　Ten days have passed since the last time I ate.

　He peeled off a candy and put it in his mouth. The sweetness melted on the tip of his tongue, letting his tight nerves loosen slightly, and his hands dropped naturally, and he couldn't lift any strength anymore.

　After the candy was melted in his mouth, Shen Ci finally came back with the porridge. He sat down by the bed again and looked at the half-dead fiance who had been tortured by neuralgia. He sighed: "I'll feed you. Bar?"

　Qin Yi glanced at the steaming porridge indifferently. He didn't want to drink it and had no appetite. He didn't say a word, but showed resistance with practical actions.

　However, his resistance is ineffective here in Shen Ci. The latter glanced at the candy box and candy paper that he casually threw on the bed: "Then, do you still want to eat candy?"

　Qin Yi shook his head.

　"Sugar is also in the porridge. Take two sips to replenish energy." Shen Ci said, taking a spoonful, blowing it, and handing it to the other party's lips.

　Qin Yi looked down at the spoonful of white porridge, frowning more tightly, perhaps because he ate too much liquid food while lying in the hospital, he didn't like this sticky thing.

　Shen Ci felt that this scene was very similar to the second day he had just arrived. The two of them were sitting together for a meal for the first time. At that time, in order to feed this person a bite of chicken soup, he raised his hands sorely.

　Just when he also raised his hand sore this time, Qin Yi finally took the porridge, his entire face filled with reluctance.

　Shen Ci breathed a sigh of relief.

　So what is this, did you return to before liberation overnight?

　Sure enough, Qin Shao was abnormal during the mania episode. At the time, he thought that at this pace, he would soon be able to enter the sweet life of Qin Shao, but he thought too much.

　However, do you think this difficulty can defeat him?

　Since the age of sixteen, Shen Ci, who has been working everywhere to make money, has never experienced any hardships, and has never dealt with hard-to-serve people, Qin Shao is not a problem.

　He half-coaxed and half-deceived the other party and finished the small bowl of porridge, put the bowl aside, and asked softly, "Is it feeling better?"

　Qin Yi didn't know whether it was the painkiller that worked, or the body had adapted to the torture of the pain. Qin Yi felt that it was not so difficult for the time being, and replied with a dull "um" in his voice.

　"Then lie down and sleep for a while?"