PFC Chapter 124: Taking Medicine When You Are Sick
Chapter 124: Taking Medicine When You Are Sick
"Eh?"
"Eh!"
"Captain Pu, wait - Gulp Gulp."
Suddenly, she was pushed into the water.
The cold rain immediately drowned her and flowed into her nostrils and mouth.
She quickly held her breath and gripped the edge of the basin tightly, resisting the force that was pushing her down.
About two seconds later, she was lifted up, with water drops sliding down her cheeks.
An Jiu shook his hair vigorously and looked at the person in front of him clearly, "Pu Huai, are you sick?"
Pu Huai looked at her coldly and uttered three words, "Are you awake?"
"I—" An Jiu said angrily, "I have always been sober!"
Pu Huai frowned and looked at her scrutinizingly, as if he was observing the truthfulness of her words.
Suddenly, the hand pressing on the back of her neck tried to exert force again, and Anjiu waved her hand and overturned the basin.
With a clang, water splashed everywhere, wetting the trouser legs of both men.
Anjiu used his fingers as a comb to comb his wet hair back, revealing a pair of eyes that seemed unusually bright due to anger.
"Pu Huai! If you are sick, go take medicine! I am not a doctor and I cannot cure your illness!"
The slight favor I had for him just now disappeared completely at this moment.
She just ran outside to fight with others, and almost beat him up, and her tone of voice was a bit aggressive. What else was the problem?
Anjiu took a step towards him, looked up at him, and said word by word in dissatisfaction: "Why are you punishing me? What did I do wrong? Because I fought? Or because I didn't listen to you?"
Pu Huai lowered his eyes and met her gaze.
But she was left speechless.
The fingers that were grabbing the back of her neck slipped away, accidentally getting stained by the water droplets hanging down her hair, causing a slight chill.
His eyes moved down to her shoulders, and he grabbed the towel and covered her head with it, hiding her eyes that were as bright as stars.
"Dry your hair."
Anjiu was covered under a towel. She was silent for a while, then raised her hand and pulled it off.
"Pu Huai."
She called him, standing on tiptoe and grabbing his collar to get closer.
The cold vapor moved through the shrinking air as it approached, getting disturbed and inhaled, and then warmed, with every exhaled breath.
Her eyes remained fixed on him.
"Why don't you explain? In what capacity do you manage me, captain? Or a limited-time teacher?"
She gradually moved closer, close enough to clearly feel his warm breath.
Anjiu smelled that fresh scent again.
But this time she couldn't tell where it came from, so it might be hers.
She was in a trance for a moment, but quickly calmed down.
"Pu Huai."
"Don't forget what you said, you'll pay attention."
She loosened her hand, stepped back, and put some distance between them again.
There was a coldness in her eyes, as if she had learned his essence from the close distance just now.
Pu Huai's Adam's apple was smooth.
He called her very softly - "An Jiu."
She took a step back, her eyelashes fluttering.
But she saw that he lowered his eyelids, hiding a gaze that she was not familiar with.
She turned and left.
……
There was the sound of a lock being turned on the iron gate.
Grandma woke up from her half-sleep, stood up and looked, and asked in surprise: "Why did you come back so soon?"
Anjiu locked the door, sat on the bed and took off his shoes.
"Well, if there's nothing else, I'll be back first."
She felt a chill on her neck, as if something had been taken away. Then she heard her grandmother say, "Why did you take Captain Pu's towel back?"
An Jiu was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at what his grandmother was holding, and whispered, "Forgot, I'll send it back to him in the evening."
Hearing this, grandma looked at her carefully and seemed to have noticed something.
She moved closer and said, "Don't move, Xiaojiu. Grandma will wipe your hair for you. You can't sleep like this or you'll catch a cold."
Anjiu sat cross-legged on the bed with a quilt covering his legs, and obediently followed his grandmother's instructions without moving.
The towel covered her vision again.
Grandma moved gently, shaking the edges of the towel up and down.
The rain outside the window was pouring down, making the quiet atmosphere a little more depressing.
Grandma didn't say anything and didn't ask any questions. After helping her wipe her hair, she gently held her in her arms and patted her shoulders gently, again and again.
An Jiu pursed her lips, her eyes revealing a sadness that she herself was not even aware of.
She just curled up in her grandmother's arms, feeling her body temperature and her heartbeat, quietly.
Grandma pulled the quilt up and tucked the corners under her armpits, and her fingers kept playing with her wet hair.
When the tiny drops of water splashed into Anjiu's eyes, it was like a stone smashing a small crack in the ice.
The gap grew bigger and wider.
With a loud crash, everything shattered.
Just like the unknown substance that was peeled off from his body before, it disappeared into thin air the moment it flew up.
Anjiu felt his mind clear.
She was wrong.
Life is not stable yet and grandma's body is not strong enough yet. She shouldn't let her emotions control her.
It may be that the cramped environment in the past few days has caused my emotions to be extremely tense. Once I vented, my emotions suddenly dropped from the highest point to the lowest point. My body began to feel unwell and had adverse reactions.
Her need for affection suddenly increased sharply, and Pu Huai happened to appear, and she... she was indeed not disgusted, but the magnified emotions controlled her.
Now that I think about it calmly, feelings don’t necessarily have to be love, there’s also family affection.
Compared to something as unstable as love, it is of course more important for me and my grandma to live well.
Anjiu put his arms around his grandmother and rubbed her, and his mood seemed to have improved.
"Okay?" Grandma slowly touched her head.
"Yeah, I feel much better and more energetic. I still have to be grandma."
"You're the only one who talks sweetly." Seeing that she was fine, her grandmother also breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll bring you a towel later. Don't go to practice today. Take a day off."
Anjiu didn't want to refuse.
After all, she felt a little uncomfortable seeing Pu Huai now.
But she still got out of bed, opened the window, and fetched a basin of rain water to wash the towel under her grandmother's puzzled eyes.
Wash twice in a row, wring it out thoroughly, shake out the towel and hang it on the back of the chair.
Anjiu wiped his hands on his trouser legs, stretched his muscles and began to stretch his body - he couldn't sleep anyway, so instead of lying down, he might as well exercise more.
"Grandma, come down and exercise with me. I'll teach you, starting with the simple ones."
It was not enough for her to recover her physical strength by herself, her grandmother had to keep up as well so that she would have no worries.
After the two practiced for a while, they seemed to hear some sound in their ears.
I stopped and listened, confirming that it was a mechanical electronic sound.
She exchanges glances with her grandmother—floating monitor!
As it got closer, the sound became clearer.
"Attention all residents on the 48th floor. The authorities will fire cloud-breaking bombs in half an hour. The effective duration is expected to be three hours."
"Personal tasks for residents are now being issued: Please go outside the building and complete your personal fishing task of 30 kilograms. The excess can be taken away by individuals!"