Queena looked after Melinda the whole night. When she was tired, she would rest on the small bed beside. She had been living a noble life for a long time, so she was not used to it.
In the end, she couldn't sleep well, so she just leaned against the sofa and read.
Melinda had been on a drip the whole night. Worried that she might be negligent, Queena asked a nurse to accompany her. After the infusion, the nurse left quietly.
She didn't have much rest the whole night and was a little sleepy. She yawned and fell asleep leaning against the sofa.
Melinda felt that her head was heavy as if it weighed a thousand pounds, and so was her eyelids. It took her a lot of effort to open her eyes.
It was white in her eyes, and there was the smell of disinfectant and faint medicine in her breath. Covering her head, she recalled what happened yesterday, and then became anxious.
"Jonas." She said. She had fainted, and Jonas would definitely appear. He wouldn't leave her alone, but why didn't.
Yao Qinqin was shocked by Mo Lian's shout. Then she quickly stood up and walked to her side, looking at her worriedly.
Seeing Queena, Melinda held her hand tightly as if she had seen a savior, and her eyes were full of fear. "Mommy, where is Jonas? How is he?"
Looking at Melinda's face, Queena felt bad, but at the same time, she felt more distressed. She kept murmuring the name of Jonas the whole night, and her voice was still a little hoarse.
She spoke carefully as if she was crying.
"You scared me to death yesterday. Now the most important thing is to recuperate your body, okay?" Queena ignored this topic and asked Melinda to have a good rest.
However, when she heard this, she frowned more tightly.
"Mommy, where is Jonas?" She stubbornly wanted an answer. Maybe it was because she was a little excited that she felt the weight on her head again.
Melinda covered her head with her hand and looked a little painful. Queena was worried at the first sight. She quickly reached out to hold Melinda and handed the warm water to her.
She didn't refuse. After drinking some water, she felt much better, but her heart still felt as if it was held tightly by something, making her difficult to breathe.
"You should tell others if you feel uncomfortable. Don't bear it alone, okay?" Queena took the cup from Melinda's hand, put it aside and comforted her.
Queena was really worried that if she behaved like this, she would hurt herself and the baby in her womb.
"I'm fine, Mommy. Can you..." Melinda was about to ask something about Jonas, but Queena changed the topic.
"The doctor said yesterday that you can't be too emotional, so you should calm down now, okay?" Queena said, reminding her that she was too excited now and had better calm down.
At the thought of the scene that Jonas left last night, Melinda couldn't calm down at all.
If it was in the past, she might think that she was not good enough and that was why Jonas didn't come to the hospital to see her.
But now she knew that something might have happened since he didn't come.
"Mommy, I'm really fine. I'll calm myself down. Tell me what happened to him, okay?"
Melinda looked at Queena with almost pleading eyes. She was wearing hospital's hospital gown with stripes. Although she was pregnant, she looked still thin. Wearing this dress on her, it looked very wide for her.
She looked even more petite.
Melinda's face was morbid and weak, and her lips were a little dry. She licked her lips, eager for an answer.
But Queena pretended not to hear, and didn't mention him at all.
There was no news about him, and Queena was also very worried. She was almost too afraid to thought that she would not be able to hold on, and to mention Melinda. She couldn't make her condition worse.
"Mellie, didn't I go to the party yesterday? Guess who I met. " Queena changed the topic again. Melinda thought it was not good for her not to answer.
The smile on her face was a little forced, and she was absent-minded when she spoke.
"Who did Mommy meet yesterday? Is she an old friend? " Said Melinda. She really didn't know how to answer this topic. In the past, she would have guessed who it was, but now she was really not in the mood.
Queena didn't care. She knew how Melinda was feeling now. Seeing that she was sad and still had to talk to her, she felt more pitiful.
Perhaps she was such a pitiful child.
Most of the time, she always thought for others, but didn't think about herself. She just shifted her attention a little.
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