Long Street

Chapter 11 Soft first

Xiang Yu was hugged by Jin Fubai and placed in the passenger seat of the car. He fastened her seat belt and kissed her lightly on the forehead: “There is a good private hospital nearby. Drive for about ten minutes and bear with it. ”

It was just a short time to walk out of the alley. Xiang Yu was already sweating with pain. Her lips and face were pale. Weak but suspiciously watched Jin Fubai shut the car door and started the car to drive out of this old area. The old courtyard area.

The warmth of his lips seemed to remain on his forehead. Jin Fubai’s phrase “endure” is really soothing.

But that shouldn’t belong to Jin Fubai’s gentleness.

Xiang Yu hunched his back and pressed his hands firmly on his abdomen, his voice couldn’t be raised higher: “Jin Fubai, I might just be on a period of time. Just take painkillers and don’t need to go to the hospital.”

Jin Fubai’s car never slowed down. He didn’t look back, but his tone was very certain: “It hurts so much that I still need to go to the hospital.”

At night, there were lights on the body of the hospital, and the yellow lights illuminated the building like a small palace.

But no matter how beautiful the building is, people who are not sick and painful are not willing to come to this place.

When I got out of the car and entered the hospital, Xiang Yu was also held in Jin Fubai’s arms, and she was not allowed to go a step. Although she was already trembling uncontrollably with pain, she still felt that she would use this battle to go to the hospital because of her dysmenorrhea. , It seems a little exciting.

On the way, Jin Fubai also made two phone calls and went out. When he arrived at the hospital, he happened to see the professor-level old doctor who was called by him, putting on a white coat while standing at the gate of the hospital and looking out.

The old professor saw Jin Fubai and took the initiative to nod his head: “Fortunately, your call is on the right time, I just got ready to leave work.”

“excuse me.”

Jin Fubai hugged Xiang Yu, even though she felt she was struggling for a little bit, he still didn’t let her go to the ground, “Let me see for my girlfriend, this girl has a stomachache.”

Xiang Yu calmed down in Jin Fubai’s voice, and resisted not violently raising his head to look at him.

I don’t know if this name is because the people present are irrelevant, so I just say it, or because she has said that she wants him to “coax” before.

Because her pain was too severe, the old professor first gave her a pain relief medicine. He said that it might be slower, but it has no side effects, which is much better than other pain relievers.

The old professor took Xiang Yu for a few checks, and both the color Doppler ultrasound and the “Wan Wen Wen Qi Qie” from the Chinese medicine doctor came again.

Jin Fubai exaggeratedly found a wheelchair to push her and walked around the hospital.

After the results came out, the old professor pushed his glasses, his voice was kind, and he only said that Xiang Yu was congenital dysmenorrhea, and confirmed that there were no cysts and inflammations.

In this situation, she can only pay attention to maintenance, and when it is serious, she will receive pain relief injections to relieve her.

At this moment, the effect of the medicine worked, and Xiang Yu’s abdominal pain was slightly relieved, only to notice that the disinfectant in this hospital was not less smelly than other hospitals, and Jin Fubai had been holding her hand tightly.

The old professor followed Yu’s gaze and glanced at the hand held by the two of them, and suddenly smiled.

He urged Jin Fubai: “During this period, don’t have sex. You should also keep warm at ordinary times. Don’t let your hands and feet get cold. Don’t let your girlfriend eat raw or cold things.”

Xiang Yu’s personality couldn’t help but feel a little hot, but Jin Fubai was very calm and nodded and said yes.

Xiang Yu changed the subject and asked the old professor: “Do you want to use atropine.”

The old professor said that there are more soothing imported medicines that need to be infused in the hospital.

Xiang Yu was placed in a separate ward. While lying on the bed for the infusion, Jin Fubai helped her cover the quilt and said that she could sleep.

In fact, Xiang Yu couldn’t sleep. She felt that there must be something magical about this night. She got more tenderness than she expected, which made her feel a little at a loss for a while.

Jin Fubai found a chair and sat on the side of the bed: “Why is this expression?”

Shaking his head to Taro.

“Just staying you overnight, ended up in a ward,”

Jin Fubai lifted up a corner of the quilt and laughed and teased her, “I see that the bed is quite big, and should I sleep with you?”

The side he was sitting on was the left hand where the needle was inserted into Taro. Xiang Taro wanted to raise his hand to hit him, but he gently held his wrist: “Don’t make trouble, put your hand away, and you have to re-stitch the needle. .”

But maybe the temperature in the ward was too suitable for rest, and she actually fell asleep.

It was midnight when I woke up, only a soft light was left in the ward, and Jin Fubai was not seen.

She was awakened by the vibrating sound of her mobile phone. After looking for the sound, she looked around and found that the mobile phone was placed on the low cabinet beside the bed.

He moved his hand to Yu, and I don’t know when the infusion was over, only two pieces of tape were left on the back of the hand with the needles stuck to it.

Answering the phone, it was mother’s voice.

“Taro, didn’t you go home tonight? Out? I called home. Auntie said you were not at home.”

Xiang Yu couldn’t remember when her mother called her last time, and she was silent for a few seconds before speaking, “Well, I’m in the hospital.”

“Sick? Was it the hospital where your aunt accompanied you?”

Xiang Yu hesitated at this moment, she didn’t know how to describe Jin Fubai.

It’s wrong to say that it’s a friend, and a friend can’t kiss each other.

Is it a lover?

Before she could figure out her words, there was a sudden noise on her mother’s side, and then her mother’s slightly tired and apologetic voice: “Sorry, I have something temporarily that needs a meeting. We will talk about it later.”

“it is good.”

After hanging up the phone, I flipped through the call log to Yu, and remembered that the last time my mother called was three months ago.

She had just graduated at that time and was traveling all over the world.

When the ward returned to quietness, Xiang Yu realized that the light in the bathroom was on. After listening carefully, he could hear Jin Fubai talking on the phone while lowering the volume.

He hasn’t left yet?

Xiang Yu listened quietly for a while and found that she could not understand what Jin Fubai was talking about.

Not because of the content, but because she just didn’t understand what he said.

Jin Fubai is speaking Cantonese, which is a bit like a Hong Kong movie.

The pain has all disappeared, and he lifted the quilt to the taro and got up.

The bed sheets and quilt on the hospital bed are very similar to those in the hotel. They are all pure white, except that there is a little more of the smell of disinfectant.

The moonlight was still the same moonlight, but Xiang Yu did not have the calm mindset when he said “you coax me” to Jin Fubai in the courtyard.

It seemed that every time he was helpless, he always accompany her by accident.

When Xiang Yu grew up, there was no shortage of suitors.

Those boys who gave milk tea and Pingguo in high school, those boys who boldly shouted “I love you to taro” in the basketball court under the teaching building in college.

Some have given warm red roses, and some have confessed in heart-shaped candles downstairs in the dormitory.

But those people are not as fascinating as Jin Fubai, nor have they ever kissed her forehead tenderly.

Xiang Yu suddenly thought, what if she wasn’t a momentary obsession?

What if she just fell in love with him somehow?

It was also at this time that the door of the bathroom was pushed open and Jin Fubai walked out holding his mobile phone.

His jacket was still in the car, he was only wearing a black shirt, and the two buttons on the neckline were casually opened.

Seeing Xiang Yu sitting by the bed, Jin Fubai almost subconsciously observed her face: “Is it better?”

It was already past 2 o’clock in the night, and the ward was so quiet that only the slight noise of his trousers rubbing when he walked over.

Nodded to Taro: “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

She was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, barefoot. When she was lying on the quilt, the hem of her skirt was a little messy. At the moment, she was on her knees, revealing her small kneecaps and slender legs.

Jin Fubai came over, squeezed her ankle and put it back under the quilt, and helped her to cover it up: “It’s not just that the doctor said that we should keep warm, and when the scar is gone, forget the pain.”

He wasn’t totally kind either. He moved his hand under the quilt, rubbing her ankle with his thumb, and his tone was ambiguous, “Is there anything you want to pay attention to? I can’t do it during menstruation?”

Kick him to Yu.

Jin Fubai avoided, smiling happily.

It was too late, Jin Fubai asked her to take her away slowly.

He said that it was cold at night, and it was easy to catch a cold as soon as he woke up.

Xiang Yu held the quilt and leaned against the bed, while Jin Fubai sat not far from her, and the two chatted casually.

Jin Fubai asked if she was woken up by him answering the phone, and said no to Yu, saying that she woke up after receiving the phone call.

“Someone called you in the middle of the night, so careless.”

“My parents work abroad, maybe they don’t know where they flew again, the jet lag was calculated wrong.”

Xiang Yu shot back: “Aren’t you also answering the phone in the middle of the night and speaking Cantonese.”

Jin Fubai smiled and said that he was an old man in the family, living abroad, and he didn’t understand jet lag when he was old.

The old man he was talking about was his grandmother. It was Jin Fubai’s only family member who was calm and mentioned. The old lady is Cantonese and is used to communicating with people in Cantonese. Jin Fubai also speaks Cantonese. The old lady is happy.

Xiang Yu said: “Cantonese is very good, and I always feel that Cantonese is a bit like a Hong Kong movie. Have you ever seen an old film? It’s an undercover story, “Infernal Affairs,” which is particularly beautiful.”

“Seen.”

Jin Fubai stood up, leaned over and hugged Xiang Yu, “only saw one.”

“Only that one is good.”

Xiang Yu moved slightly in his arms to show his refusal, “I don’t have any stomachache now, so I can go by myself.”

Jin Fubai actually does not seem to be the kind of man with muscular tendons. He is slightly thin, but he is very powerful. He can squat down and take up her high heels while holding Xiangyu with one hand, and walk steadily outside the ward. .

Out of the hospital, the room full of lights was left behind, only the leaves were rustled by the wind.

There are only a few cars in the parking lot, and Jin Fubai’s one is the most conspicuous, with the license plate “44444”.

Xiang Yu suddenly remembered that in Xiuchun Street a few months ago, it was this car that was discussed by Zhao Yanmo and Hupengou friends. She didn’t expect that she would get in this car just for a change of season.

In the silent night, Jin Fubai suddenly said, “I like to listen to Cantonese.”

“correct.”

Xiang Yu put his arms around his neck and looked at Jin Fubai’s profile, but he looked back coldly, with affectionate eyes: “I love you.”