He Fang said, "I can't drink it. You can drink it yourself."
Li Yi looked at her mother's expression. It didn't look fake, so she put the bowl and spoon aside and asked carefully, "Mom, is something wrong?"
She felt that something was wrong.
Her mother's bitter expression was mixed with melancholy, pity, and sorrow. She couldn't tell what it was.
Her mother had always been a strong and optimistic person. She had never seen her mother look like this since she was young.
He Fang said, "Don't think too much. What could happen to your mother? If you're fine, wash up and go to sleep. I'm sleepy and don't have the energy to talk to you."
"Mom …" The more her mother said this, the more worried Li Yi was. She held her mother's hand and said softly, "If you're unhappy about something, can you talk to me about it?"
Quarreling with her father?
Definitely not. In the afternoon at her uncle's house, the two of them were chatting and laughing. It was normal.
After that, she and her father went home first, while her mother went to her brother's.
However, even if her brother provoked her, her mother shouldn't be like this.
In that case, she should be talking and criticizing her brother at home. She must be waving her hands and stamping her brother's name as an unfilial son. Then, her father would be standing by the side to support her.
Now, everything was too quiet.
He Fang waved her hand and said, "If you really care about me, go out and don't disturb me, okay?"
"Okay." Li Yi could only comply. Like her father, she left the house and closed the door.
Seeing that she had left, He Fang got up from the bed and lit another cigarette. The lighter fell in the middle of the uneven bottles of cosmetics, and it was difficult to reach. She was so frustrated that she wanted to sweep all the bottles on the floor.
Afraid of making a noise, she suppressed her frustration and grabbed a few bottles and threw them on the bed. She took out the lighter from the empty space and lit the cigarette.
She stood at the window and pulled down the curtains. It was already dark, but she could still see a few birds fluttering on the branches.
Were they magpies?
She was a little uncertain. She coughed twice and took a deep breath.
She was not used to the burnt smell in the cigarette. It lingered in her mouth and did not disperse for a long time.
Halfway through, he couldn't swallow it down, but he didn't want to press it down either, so he just held it in his hand.
The sky grew darker and the wind began to blow.
Suddenly, she heard Li He shouting that it was raining.
She put her hand out of the window. The rain hit her hand and extinguished the cigarette butt.
The rain became heavier and heavier, slowly turning into a thin mist.
After opening all the windows and dispersing the smell of smoking in the room, he lay back on the bed.
When Li He returned to the room, she was already asleep, so he didn't disturb her and slept on the side.
In the latter half of the night, she accidentally touched He Fang's body. In a daze, she immediately woke up. In the dark, she touched He Fang's forehead.
He quickly turned on the light and saw that He Fang's forehead was covered in sweat and her body was curled up into a ball. He quickly asked in a low voice, "Why do you have a fever?"
"I'm fine," He Fang replied in a low voice.
Li He dialed Song Gu's number and asked him to prepare the car to go to the hospital.
"What are you doing?" He Fang was carried by Li He. Her eyes were closed, and she still didn't know what was going on.
Li He said, "I'm sending you to the hospital. Don't hold on."
He carried He Fang. When he passed by the staircase, he met Li Yi who was coming down.
"Dad." Li Yi had already heard the commotion. "I'm going to pack up. You guys get in the car first."
A large limousine was parked at the entrance. The door was already open and Song Gu was holding an umbrella over Li He and Li He.
Li He placed He Fang in the car and gestured for them to leave quickly.
The three cars sped out of the house in the rainy night.
When Li Yi hurried over, her mother was still lying in the ward.
She said, "There's a bed and sofa inside. You can rest. Why don't you sleep for a while?"
She couldn't bear to see her father like this.
Li He sat on a chair in the corridor, one foot in slippers. He waved his hand listlessly and said, "It's okay. I'm snoring. Don't wake your mother up. Go to sleep. Don't worry about her."
Li Yi said, "Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat. "
Li He thought for a moment and said, "I'm actually a little hungry. What time is it now? I don't think they're open yet. "
"There is. I'll buy it for you. There are still a few shops that haven't closed yet, "Li Yi asked.
"That's fine too. I'll get whatever you have," Li He said.
"Wait for a while then." Li Yi had just stepped out of the door when she received a call from her brother.
She didn't ask for her father's opinion but informed her brother.
Li Lan was standing at the entrance of the hospital, smoking. When he saw Li Yi, he asked, "What's the situation?"
Li Yi said, "Severe heat stroke. The doctor said it's not too dangerous. I'll be fine after staying in the hospital for two days."
Li Lan asked, "What are you going to do now?"
"I'm going to buy some food. Dad didn't eat much tonight," Li Yi comforted him. "Go in and take a look. I'll come back after I'm done."
Li Lan said, "You go back first. I'll go. It's already so late. You're a girl, so you should stop for a while."
Without waiting for Li Yi to speak, he walked into the drizzling rain with the cigarette in his hand.
"Buy whatever you have. Something light," Li Yi shouted at him.
"Got it," Li Lan replied nonchalantly. Li Lan replied nonchalantly. He knew better than his sister what his father could and could not eat.
It was already four in the morning. There were still three or four restaurants and bars that were not closed. He looked at the entrance and walked into a seafood restaurant.
He wanted to order a bowl of abalone porridge. Before the boss could say that he didn't have any, he saw two red notes on the table. He quickly put them into the cashier and said, "Wait a minute. Are you in a hurry? If you're not in a hurry, wait a little longer. "
"There's no hurry. Take your time." Li Lan lit another cigarette, found a chair, and sat down. He listened to the conversation around him from time to time.
The content was nothing more than reminiscing about the past, housing prices, children, and hometown.
These contents sounded estranged to him, because he had never experienced or felt anything about them.
"Yue 'an Precinct. It opened yesterday at forty-eight thousand!" A bespectacled middle-aged man said angrily, "The total price is at least four million! How do you think we can afford it? "
"Even if we don't eat or drink for the rest of our lives, we still can't afford it!" Another middle-aged man next to him said, "At most, we'll go back to our hometown in two years."
"Don't be like that. Have some ambition. Let's set a small goal first." The bespectacled middle-aged man took a sip of beer and said with a smile, "For example, live for five hundred years."
The people around him smiled knowingly.
Li Lan couldn't help but laugh as well.
The porridge was ready. After he packed the bags, he ordered two cans of beer and carried them together.
When he arrived at the hospital, he gave the things to his father and went into the ward to check on his mother who was sleeping soundly. After that, he took the beer out and squatted at the entrance of the hospital to drink.
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