My Husband, Warm The Bed

"Brother, what happened to you?" Jian Ran was so anxious that she patted Xiao Qinghe's face. Only then did she realize that he was having a high fever.    

    

Xiao Qinghe's forehead, face, body... The temperature was so high that it was scalding her hands. Jian Ran was shocked.    

    

"Dad, it's me who is useless... It's my fault... I can't save Ranran..." In her daze, she said, "It's me who is useless... It's my fault... I can't save Ranran... Xiao Qinghe whimpered and spoke intermittently.    

    

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Jian Ran lifted his foot and made him lie flat on the sofa. "Brother, don't be afraid. I'll get the doctor to take a look at you immediately."    

    

It was said that illness came like a landslide. No matter how healthy a person was usually, as long as he was sick, he would not be able to get up.    

    

Jian Ran quickly called the family doctor to help Xiao Qinghe check the situation.    

    

When the doctor arrived, he used his hand to check Xiao Qinghe's body temperature and immediately decided to give Xiao Qinghe an injection.    

    

Because Xiao Qinghe's illness came too suddenly and too suddenly, even if the needle was inserted, it could only temporarily alleviate Xiao Qinghe's condition. It did not have much effect.    

    

After the injection, the doctor immediately hung a hanging needle on Xiao Qinghe.    

    

"Doctor, how is my brother's condition?" Jian Ran asked anxiously.    

    

The doctor said, "Mr. Xiao is depressed and frustrated. There is a mouthful of resentment in his chest and he can't vent it out, so he was furious and attacked his heart, causing him to fall ill all of a sudden."    

    

Jian Ran asked, "Then will there be a big problem with him?"    

    

The doctor comforted, "Madam, don't worry. This problem will not be too serious. I will first give him two bottles of hanging needles. When he wakes up, his condition will be much better. As for the condition in his heart, you have to persuade him. "    

    

Jian Ran still wanted to ask the doctor what kind of condition Xiao Qinghe was in. But thinking about it, this doctor really could not see the psychological problem.    

    

Her brother was a famous psychological master. Unfortunately, no matter if it was the body or the mind, the doctor could only treat others, but not himself.    

    

Jian Ran also did not know what happened to her brother?    

    

When Xiao Qinghe hung up the hanging needle, Jian Ran had always been by his side. Her big watery eyes stared at him without blinking.    

    

"Brother, what happened to you? If you have something on your mind, just say it. " You can't tell others, but can't you tell your sister to me? "    

    

She was his biological sister, the closest person in the world to him. If he had something to do, he should have asked her for help.    

    

"Dad, I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." In a daze, Xiao Qinghe called out to his father. Tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.    

    

It was said that men never shed tears easily. Jian Ran had never seen Xiao Qinghe shed tears before, not to mention seeing him shed tears. She had never even seen him in such a sorry state.    

    

In front of her, Xiao Qinghe had always maintained a tall and handsome image.    

    

He often said that he was his elder brother. In front of his younger sister, he must maintain the demeanor that his elder brother should have and must not leave a bad impression on his younger sister.    

    

Therefore, every time Jian Ran saw Xiao Qinghe, he would always be in high spirits, as if everything was under his control.    

    

Today, not only did Xiao Qinghe not maintain his usual image, he even cried in a daze. Jian Ran's heart ached when she saw him, and she almost cried.    

    

Xiao Qinghe had always been in a state of ignorance, and he only said one sentence back and forth.    

    

Jian Ran grabbed Xiao Qinghe's hand. "Brother, what happened to you?"    

    

Their father had passed away many years ago. They had all let go of their worries. Jian Ran did not know why Xiao Qinghe suddenly missed his father so much.    

    

"Dad, I'm sorry... I can't save you... I can't save Ranran..." Xiao Qinghe said with a painful expression.    

    

"Brother..." Jian Ran really wanted to give him a slap to wake him up.    

    

"Dad, run, run... Ranran run... Qin Yue... "Go away..." The more Xiao Qinghe spoke, the softer his voice became. The last few words were like the buzzing of a mosquito and Jian Ran did not hear it clearly.    

    

She guessed that her brother must be having a nightmare.    

    

He might have dreamt of his father, whom he had not seen for many years.    

    

Thinking back to how his father had never returned after leaving him behind, leaving him alone in this world, For so many years, he had never come back. He had walked over step by step.    

    

Jian Ran did not say anything else. She only held Xiao Qinghe's hand tightly and used her actions to tell him that they did not have parents. But he still had her, this younger sister.    

    

No matter what happened, as long as he needed her, she would definitely be by his side, just like today.    

    

...    

    

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Little Ranran came back on time from the kindergarten. When she heard Aunt Xiang Xiu say that her uncle came to the house to be a guest again, Little Ranran was so excited that she jumped up the stairs.    

    

"Uncle!" She pushed open the door of the guest room and stuck out her little head to look. At first glance, she saw that her uncle was injecting needles.    

    

"Ran is back." Jian Ran turned her head and smiled at Little Ranran.    

    

"Mom, is uncle sick?" Little Ranran walked over and threw her head into her mother's arms. She pouted in pain.    

    

"Uncle is sick, but he will get better soon." Jian Ran carried Little Ranran up and pinched her cheeks, "If Ranran is here to accompany uncle, uncle will get better even faster."    

    

"Mother, Ranran help uncle huhu, uncle will not be in pain anymore." In Little Ranran's heart, huhu technique was the most effective elixir. No matter what kind of illness or pain, just huhu huhu would be enough to cure it.    

    

"Alright! Ranran helped uncle huhu, telling uncle to wake up quickly. " Jian Ran placed Little Ranran beside Xiao Qinghe and paid special attention to not letting Little Ranran touch the hanging needle.    

    

Little Ranran bent down and exhaled a few breaths towards Xiao Qinghe's hand that was holding the needle. Then she blinked a few times. Her beautiful big eyes observed Xiao Qinghe's reaction.    

    

"Little Ranran..." Xiao Qinghe opened his eyes and smiled weakly at Little Ranran. "Ran, uncle has no strength. I can't carry you today. I will carry you another day."    

    

Little Ranran asked in a childish voice, "Uncle, will it still hurt?"    

    

Xiao Qinghe shook his head. "With Ranran helping uncle, uncle will not hurt anymore."    

    

Xiao Qinghe woke up when he changed the second bottle. However, his heart was not calm. He did not know whether he should let Jian Ran know about his father, so he pretended to sleep.    

    

At this moment, Little Ranran was snoring for him. He originally wanted to pretend to sleep. But he could not bear to see Little Ranran's disappointed eyes. So he woke up.    

    

Jian Ran also knew that he had woken up a long time ago and he was not willing to speak. Jian Ran did not say anything and quietly stayed by his side.    

    

"Ranran help uncle huhu!" En, hearing uncle huhu, it did not hurt anymore. Little Ranran felt that she had helped a lot and waved her little hands happily.    

    

Xiao Qinghe raised his other hand, which did not have a needle, and gently rubbed Little Ranran's head. He began to struggle in his heart again.    

    

If he insisted on finding Qin Yue to take revenge for his father, then Little Ranran would definitely know that the father she worshipped the most was a murderer.