Chapter 220 Sick Mom

The sun was slowly climbing up from the horizon like a glowing monster. The cold light sprinkled in from outside the window, gradually occupying the entire room. The white sheets were soon reflected on a light blue layer of green by the light blue walls.

At this time, Shen Wenqi stood in front of his mother's bed with a heartache on his face.

Because the mother in front of her had no blood color, her lips were even pale, and the syringe tube inserted on her arm like a snow lotus root was even more shocking when she saw it.

Shen Wenqi regretfully held his mother's soft and cold little hand and rubbed her face constantly, and kept blaming himself in his heart. It was his willfulness that made his mother suffer.

I kept saying that I wanted to pursue my mother, but I never took the initiative to care about my mother's physical condition.

Shen Wenqi stared at the needle that he personally stabbed his mother, and the back of his hand that looked a little red and swollen after being stabbed. Shen Wenqi's heartache was as painful as a knife.

In the morning, Shen Wenqi found that his mother, who had usually woken up early, had strangely no movement in the room. When Shen Wenqi pushed open his mother's door, he saw Jiang Yibai's face was pale and fainting.

Shen Wenqi was shocked and immediately took his mother's wrist and carefully investigated it. He found that his mother had mild anemia.

Maybe it was because of the continuous and vigorous exercise last night, and then I encountered some invasion of external cold, coupled with excitement and tension.

Shen Wenqi was extremely regretful. Although it was nothing serious. He had already given his mother glucose and prepared some pills himself. After recuperation for a period of time, Shen Wenqi still fell into deep self-blame.

In fact, as early as the first date, Shen Wenqi found that her mother's hands were very cold, so she should have cared about her more, but not only did she ignore it, she also treated her unscrupulously in the steam room.

Later, when I attended the cocktail party, I became more and more serious about making my mother catch a cold on the roof, and I was even more unscrupulously on the bus, making my mother nervous. In this way, I was constantly led by desire, and I was willful and only knew how to satisfy my desire, which made my mother sick.

Perhaps because of Jiang Yibai's mother, she always likes to subconsciously act like a child who never grows up in front of her willfulness and acts spoiled in front of her, completely ignoring her feelings. Compared to what she gave herself, Shen Wenqi got too much but gave too little.

What Shen Wenqi couldn't stand the most was that he even claimed that he had been with the miracle doctor. The mother and son had been together for so long, and he was so careless that he did not take the initiative to check his mother's physical condition, and he didn't even know that his mother had anemia.

According to Shen Wenqi's judgment, it is likely that it is the sequelae of heavy bleeding during childbirth. After mastering these, Shen Wenqi understood why her mother is always particularly prone to sleepiness and is always cold in her hands and feet.

The more Shen Wenqi thought about it, the more regretful he felt. The more he thought about it, the more he felt extremely guilty. He really wanted to reach out and slap himself a few times. The veins on his clenched fist were exposed, and his nails were almost pierced into his flesh, but he could not relieve Shen Wenqi's remorse. He could no longer help but raise his hand and slapped himself two loud slaps to vent his regret.

At this time, the sun was gradually rising high without realizing it, and at the same time it also cast the sparse shade of trees outside the window, and the mottled shadows were climbing through the windowsill and slowly swallowing the original purity in the house.

I don’t know if it was disturbed by Shen Wenqi’s movements or felt the change of light, Jiang Yibai’s long eyelashes moved inadvertently. Shen Wenqi was overjoyed and hurriedly stepped forward and called softly: Mom, mom, are you awake?

When Jiang Yibai heard Shen Wenqi's call, he first frowned slightly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a while, he slowly opened his eyes. His blurred eyes first looked around and confirmed where he was. Then he focused his gaze on the two palm prints on Shen Wenqi's face, and said in a soft and weak voice: Qier, what are you doing?

This almost inaudible sound like the sound of nature was like a broken sound. It seemed to have been cut off for centuries. When it rang in my ears again, Shen Wenqi could no longer suppress his regret. He rushed over and hugged his mother's weak shoulders tightly, pressed her pretty face tightly against his chest, wishing she could put her whole body in her body and warm it up. He just said deeply: Mom, it's all my fault, I...

Jiang Yibai snorted lazily in Shen Wenqi's arms, smiled and raised his hand that could only move, gently touched Shen Wenqi's chest and said: Little fool, my mother is just a little dizzy. She used to be like this, it's not a serious illness, why are you so nervous?

When Shen Wenqi heard her say this, he felt even more uncomfortable: It’s all my fault, I’m the one who hurts you like this. If my mother does something else, I…

Jiang Yibai raised one hand when he heard this, gently stroked Shen Wenqi's handsome face, and smiled gently: Little fool, mom is fine.

Shen Wenqi's face was gently brushed by his mother's cold little hands, as if the spring breeze blew past the dark clouds in the sky, and finally a trace of sunshine shone into his heart.

Jiang Yibai patted the bed beside him and said: Come on, Qier, sit next to my mother's bed.

Shen Wenqi first put a pillow behind Jiang Yibai, then stuffed the quilt that was messed up by him, then leaned on the bed, and hugged his mother's delicate body in his arms again.

Shen Wenqi lowered his head and pressed his face against Jiang Yibai's cheek. The skin like cream was still tender and smooth, but it looked a little cold. Shen Wenqi felt even more pity in his heart and couldn't help but kiss his mother's forehead gently.

Jiang Yibai raised a white little hand and touched Shen Wenqi's cheeks pamperedly. During his breathing, a faint fragrance like orchid came, which instantly immersed in Shen Wenqi's heart, making his nervous nerves relax, as if the boat that had been stormy for a long time on the sea finally sailed back to the warm harbor.

Jiang Yibai said softly: What's wrong?So afraid of something happening to my mother?

Shen Wenqi said anxiously: Mom, don’t talk nonsense! Why did something happen to you?

Jiang Yibai laughed out a little naughtyly, and kissed Shen Wenqi's lips like a dragonfly, saying: OK, I won't talk nonsense, I know my Qier cares about me.

After saying this, Jiang Yibai seemed to be a little tired, so he closed his eyes and let Shen Wenqi hug him.

Shen Wenqi surrounded her mother's waist with her hands, feeling the temperature of her delicate and tender body leaning against her chest. When she lowered her head, she could just see her pretty face close to her. Her pair of black and thick eyelashes occasionally trembled slightly. Her straight and straight nose was like white jade carvings in the sun. The slightly upturned corners of her mouth were now, filled with a sweet and happy smile. The mature and innocent beauty really made Shen Wenqi's love for pity go crazy. She just wanted to use her whole life to care for her love, but she couldn't have any evil thoughts.

At this moment, Shen Wenqi suddenly realized in her heart that all her desires were just external manifestations, an inexpressible emotional catharsis. Shen Wenqi's feelings for her mother had already surpassed her cognition without realizing it. It was a kind of indivisible relationship that was connected and indivisible. It was not only higher than family affection, but also surpassed love. It has reached the extreme in the feelings that humans can have. Shen Wenqi really can't leave her again in her life, even if it was not possible for a moment.

The mother and son hugged each other quietly in the morning light. After a while, their bodies were warmed by the sun. The haze in Shen Wenqi's heart seemed to have dissipated by the beautiful morning, the clean room, and the tenderness in their chest. Although the shade of the trees was still expanding in the house, it was no longer as full of aggression as before. Shen Wenqi only felt that nothing was important at this time, and he just hoped that this moment could stop forever.

After gently removing the needle for his mother, Shen Wenqi told her to have a good rest, go out to buy some medicinal materials for her mother, and prepare some elixirs for her illness.

Shen Wenqi, who left home, drove while comparing the list that Jiang Yibai wrote to him personally when he left home. The list stated the items that his family and Jiang Yibai personally needed, and asked Shen Wenqi to buy them back.

Books, clothes, utensils, and... sanitary napkins?

Shen Wenqi looked at the list and found that there was something on it. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. If a big man goes into the store to buy this thing, wouldn't he be regarded as a pervert?

Besides, I was influenced by ancient feudal thoughts and thought this thing was very unlucky!

Could this be an elf and weird mother who is trying to tease herself?

Shen Wenqi was determined not to buy it, but he also knew the importance of this thing to a woman. Moreover, at this moment, no matter what, he could not resist his mother's request at this moment, so he had to comfort himself. Since her mother was willing to buy it for her, it means that she had begun to regard me as her man.

Even Shen Wenqi himself couldn't believe this.

Shen Wenqi visited several large pharmacies in the city of Pearl Harbor and finally got the needed medicinal materials. Afterwards, according to the list given by his mother, he began to purchase in shopping malls, bookstores, and supermarkets, but never bought sanitary napkins.

Until the last thing was left, Shen Wenqi stopped at the door of an inconspicuous supermarket, thinking about what to say to quit and buy sanitary napkins.

Hello, I'll buy it for my girlfriend...

It's not good, it sounds like a little man who is angry.

Hello, I'll buy it for my mom...

Even worse, who can help my mother buy this thing?

Shen Wenqi wandered around the supermarket several times, desperately weaving various excuses in his mind, and finally made up his mind, whether it was bad or not, or whether it was bad or not, what was there to buy it for his mother!

Shen Wenqi was about to step into the supermarket when a gentle and clean voice came, Shen... Brother Qi, why are you here?