Yuwenhao looked at Doctor Cao and said, "Find a solution."

Doctor Cao's mind was quickly turned and gritted his teeth and said, "There is nothing to do. Tighten his throat."

"That won't work, it hurts the stomach." Yu Wenhao couldn't bear it.

Doctor Cao spread his hands. "Then take the princess out for a walk and let her move. Sweat a little, and then come back and wipe your body with hot water. This can dissipate some alcohol. At least it will make her feel better."

Yu Wenhao struggled for a while and was helpless. As long as he could make her feel better.

In the middle of the night, I was helping her wander around outside. Duobao didn't know what happened to the hostess, so he followed her all the way.

Yuan Qingling's whole body was pressing on Yu Wenhao. She was conscious, just being so drunk that she couldn't speak out, and she felt very uncomfortable.

After walking for a while, Yu Wenhao woke up and the smell of alcohol was gone.

He simply picked up Yuan Qingling and went back to the house and asked someone to prepare hot water.

He asked Madam Xi and Madam to go back and rest. He served Yuan Qingling carefully.

After taking off her clothes and wiping her skin with a hot towel. When he rubbed the wound on her abdomen, he reached out and rubbed it. Thinking about the pain she was suffering at that time, he felt very distressed. How could he care about his desire for months of suppression?

In fact, when I think back, that scene was really amazing. If something happened to her that day, his world would collapse.

I don’t know what life is like without her?

I wiped my body and covered her with a quilt before I slowly washed her face.

The dust on his face was washed away, revealing his white and rosy face. During the confinement period, although he had a lot of work to do, he ate well and had a good condition and his complexion became brighter. It was white and red, like a ripe apple, making people want to take a bite.

He used to call her an ugly girl because no matter how beautiful Yuan Qingling looked, she was ugly inside, so she seemed ugly in his opinion.

Now, I just think she is so good, even if she is squinting her mouth and squint her eyes, she is all beautiful.

This woman was his wife and gave birth to three sons for him.

Thinking of this, his chest was filled with a very touching feeling, which made him feel the urge to cry.

"Thank you for your hard work, Yuan, I will never let you feel wronged in my life. Do my best to make you stable for the rest of your life." Yu Wenhao kissed her cheek and said hoarsely.

Yuan Qingling heard it and slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were filled with mist and she cried intimately, "Lao Wu!"

"Here!" Yu Wenhao hurriedly approached and hugged her, "I'm here."

Yuan Qingling looked at him hard, but his eyelids couldn't hold on until he finally closed, slowly, "I'm dizzy."

Yuwenhao said docilely: "Go to sleep, I'll come later."

He took the water away, changed his bedcloth and lay outside, hugging her to sleep.

His mind was very clear, and after the excitement, everything returned to peace, but this was his life.

He didn't know what to use to describe his mood at this moment, happiness, but he was also a little scared.

Fear of losing.

The happier a person is, the more he is worried about gains and losses.

Yuan Qingling turned over and curled up in Yu Wenhao's arms. This was her most comfortable sleeping position and she felt safe in her dreams.

"Qing'er, why are you sleeping here? This is such a big smell of alcohol. Have you drunk?"

In the blur, Yuan Qingling only heard someone calling her. She was dizzy and muttered, "I'm dizzy."

"Who did you drink with?" the speaker sighed softly, "I said you wouldn't be allowed to drink, and I'm disobedient."

The footsteps gradually faded away, and in a while, a hot towel was applied to the forehead.

Yuan Qingling suddenly opened his eyes.

In the hazy eyes, a face gradually became clear. Yuan Qingling was so shocked that he was tearful, "Mom?"

"What's wrong? Don't know your mother anymore?" The woman smiled, took off the towel on her forehead and wiped her face, "Who did you go to drink with?"

Yuan Qingling was so shocked that he slowly got up and looked at his mother with his eyes obsessed with. How could his mother be so thin and pale?

Yuan’s mother took a towel into the bathroom. She jumped up and was still confused, but the sofa, TV, coffee table, cabinet, floor-to-ceiling glass windows...

Oh my God, this is home, has she gone home?

She ran into the room, and the wardrobe had a floor-to-ceiling mirror. She saw herself in the mirror, jeans, T-shirt, ponytail, and a delicate platinum diamond-set pendant necklace around her neck. This was given to her by her mother on her 23rd birthday.

Oh my God, Oh my God!

Yuan Qingling fell on the bed, how could this happen? She is back? Where is the fifth child? Where is the child?

She covered her face with her hands and started crying.

"Qing'er, what's wrong?" Yuan's mother stood at the door with a hot towel, with a shock and ache in her eyes, "Who bullied you?"

Yuan Qingling raised his head, his face covered with tears, stood up and plunged into his mother's arms, "Mom, I'm sorry, I've made you sad."

Yuan’s mother stroked her hair and murmured: “It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s good to come back, it’s good to come back, mom has been waiting for you to come back here.”

Yuan Qingling raised her head and saw that her mother's eyes were filled with tears. She felt that she seemed to be in a dream, but when she reached out to wipe her mother's tears, it was so real.

She walked out holding her mother's hand, and then she noticed a photo of her hanging on the wall.

It was a photo of her graduation. Under her doctoral hat, was her bright smile. At that time, my father said that this face was like smiling in the spring breeze, which was very beautiful.

At that time, I wanted to hang it on the wall, but because of the photos I washed by my brother, the background was black and white, my mother said it was taboo to hang it on.

Now, it is hanging on the wall.

She looked at the sofa where she was lying just now. There was also a photo of her on the sofa, which was in frames. It was taken by her father on her fifteenth birthday. She sat on the swing in the yard, and her brother pushed her behind her. She took a photo when she flew up. So, in the photo, she flew over, and smiled so hard that her mouth was grinning behind her ears.

"Qing'er, where have you been? Why are you so drunk?" Yuan's mother held her hand and looked at her in a daze and asked.

Yuan Qingling didn't know what to say, she always thought she was dreaming, but it was so real.

"I... I gave birth to a child. I got drunk at the full moon banquet of the child. I woke up and was here. I don't know what happened. Mom, am I dead here?" Yuan Qingling asked blankly.

Yuan’s mother’s tears flowed down, “You are not dead, you have been in her mother’s heart.”

Yuan Qingling looked at her mother's originally round face, but now she was pitifully thin, her eye sockets were sinking deep, and her heart aches, gradually causing severe pain.

Yuan’s mother sat down with her hand. Yuan Qingling saw the medicine on the coffee table and took it over and saw it. It was paroxetine, the medicine for the treatment of depression.
Chapter completed!