Chapter 1062
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They looked into each other's eyes. There was nothing but awkwardness …
"Ahem …" He Jiayu reacted first. "I'll call the doctor for you."
Su Xiaomo whimpered and covered herself with the quilt.
The doctor came over soon and smiled kindly. "Little girl, I heard that you had gas?"
Su Xiaomo bit the corner of the quilt and refused to speak.
"A normal person would need about a day. I didn't expect you to be so fast. Well, gas means that your intestines are normal and you can eat. Eat some light porridge, which is good for your body's recovery … "The doctor said a lot. He Jiayu listened very carefully and almost took out a notebook to write it down.
Su Xiaomo was so ashamed and angry that she hid even more tightly.
After the doctor left, He Jiayu pulled her quilt and said, "Get up."
Su Xiaomo growled in a muffled voice, "Go! Go! "
How dare she fart in front of him! oh-no！ It's so embarrassing …
"This is a normal physiological reaction. Don't worry about it." He Jiayu tried to comfort her. Su Xiaomo was annoyed and poked her little head out. "I'm a fairy! I won't fart! "
He Jiayu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Okay, okay, okay. You won't. I was the one who fart just now, okay?"
Su Xiaomo was insatiable. "It was you!"
"Yes." He Jiayu touched her head. "So, can you get up and eat now?"
Su Xiaomo hesitated and finally nodded.
He Jiayu helped Su Xiaomo sit up, blew on the porridge to cool it down, and then carefully fed it to her.
Su Xiaomo had never enjoyed this kind of treatment before. She was so touched that she wanted to cry.
After feeding her the porridge, He Jiayu was about to leave, but Su Xiaomo grabbed the corner of his clothes.
"Where are you going?"
"Are you afraid?" He Jiayu asked.
"How could I be afraid?" Su Xiaomo shouted angrily. "I was just asking!"
He Jiayu smiled gently. "Well, I'm not going anywhere."
That's more like it. Su Xiaomo snorted in her heart. Suddenly, she felt warmth on her forehead. It was He Jiayu's slender fingers touching her, smoothing her messy hair and tucking it behind her ears.
His heart felt numb and itchy, as if something was stirring.
"Sleep for a while and have a good rest," He Jiayu said softly.
Su Xiaomo pouted. "I can't sleep. Tell me a story."
He Jiayu was stunned for a moment and said apologetically, "I don't know how to tell stories …" He could not bear to see the disappointed look on Su Xiaomo's face. "Can I sing for you?"
"Sure."
He Jiayu cleared his throat and casually sang a love song. His voice seemed to have a kind of healing power. In such a silent night, it could easily penetrate the eardrum and hit the heart.
Su Xiaomo, on the other hand, was not interested and said in disdain, "Someone with more energy!"
He Jiayu: "… What do you want to hear?"
"Fly freely! Above the moon! What's the name of the song … I remember there's a line in the lyrics, 'The man on the horse, you're mighty and majestic …' "Su Xiaomo recalled with relish and activated the song selection mode for the square dance.
He Jiayu looked like he was in pain. He struggled for a while and sighed. "Can you change it to something more normal?"
"Then don't pick the wildflowers on the roadside!"
"…"
A few seconds later, He Jiayu began to hum, resigned to his fate. "I'll send you out of the village. I have something to tell you. Don't pick the wildflowers on the roadside. Don't pick them …"
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