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"Pfft, pfft, what are you talking about... Can't delicious food stop you from eating?"
Xin Zhiping reacted even faster than Jiang Baige.
Mo Songru made a face at her, turned around and was about to say something funny to Jiang Baige, but as soon as he turned around, he saw Jiang Baige falling straight backwards.
"White dove!"
The two people screamed, and Mo Songru subconsciously took the food from Jiang Baige's hand, then hurriedly tried to pull people away.
Fortunately, Xin Zhiping reacted quickly and threw the pillow in her hand over. Jiang Baige's body tilted and she fell quietly on the edge of the sofa.
Mo Songru immediately stepped forward and held her body as she was sliding down the edge. He and Xin Zhiping hurriedly helped her lie down on the sofa.
Xin Zhiping took a breath, and without caring about the difference in age, she turned around and pointed at Mo Songru: "Sister, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but why are you saying such unlucky words!"
Mo Songru also felt aggrieved.
She felt aggrieved not because of what Xin Zhiping said to her, but because she never expected that a joke she made casually could actually come true.
If anything happened to Jiang Baige, she would regret it to death!
"So what do we do now? Call an ambulance?"
Mo Songru looked at Xin Zhiping, and Xin Zhiping looked at Jiang Baige - Jiang Baige's face was indeed pale. She reached out her hand to feel Jiang Baige's breathing, which was relatively steady... She was also unsure.
After the initial shock, Mo Songru recovered a little.
After all, she was older, so she immediately took out her cell phone and prepared to call the emergency number. At this moment, Jiang Baige's eyelashes trembled a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes...
"Sister, Bai Ge is awake!"
Mo Songru suddenly stopped pressing the dial button and pounced on Jiang Baige: "I'm glad you're okay! It's all my fault!"
Jiang Baige was so frightened that she almost fainted again.
Xin Zhiping patted Mo Songru: "Sister, please let her go..."
"Yes, Sister Mo, I'm fine."
After Mo Songru let go, Jiang Baige cleared his throat, used both hands to slowly raise his upper body.
This time Mo Songru was very considerate and grabbed two pillows and placed them behind Jiang Baige.
"What happened to you just now? Why did you faint so suddenly? You scared me and Sister Mo to death..."
Jiang Baige tried to force a smile on her weak face: "It's okay... maybe I just... didn't eat much... I have low blood sugar..."
"That won't do." Mo Songru seemed to want to make up for his bad words just now, and suggested, "How about this, I'll cook you some vegetable and lean meat porridge, you can eat it to fill your stomach..."
After saying that, without giving Jiang Baige a chance to refute, he ran into the kitchen.
But even if she didn't run so fast, Jiang Baige couldn't refuse.
She is in a state of confusion now. Although she is still alive, she always feels alienated.
For example, when she wanted to speak, she couldn't control her tongue and mouth, and had to concentrate very hard before she could speak slowly.
And her stomach was also very uncomfortable.
"Stomach" is a general term. Perhaps she should say "stomach upset" or "hungry"?
But it was hard to describe exactly how she felt in her stomach right now.
She felt that her internal organs were churning, but it was not a colic. It was like a big hand was digging inside her, making her feel uncomfortable.
But when she heard Mo Songru say that she would cook some porridge for her, her restlessness inexplicably subsided...
So she wouldn't refuse at all.
After Mo Songru left, Xin Zhiping looked at Jiang Baige and asked worriedly, "Are you working too hard? Although what Sister Mo said was unpleasant, but now in the news..."
With the prevalence of "996" and "007", there are more and more news reports of sudden deaths in various jobs.
The age of people who die suddenly is getting younger and younger.
Among them, the incidence rate is highest among people in their twenties to thirties.
Perhaps it is because both society and they themselves believe that this is the age to work hard: they are in good health, energetic and resilient, and it is a good time to build a career.
Eating takeout frequently has become a commonplace, staying up late is even more common, and some people under great pressure even become addicted to smoking and drinking...
In short, the body cannot bear the burden under multiple pressures. It is like a string that is stretched tighter and tighter and may break at any time.
But if you are truly in that state, you will not be able to realize this.
Jiang Baige was the same in her previous life.
She was only thinking about how to make a name for herself in the online literature world as quickly as possible, and there was nothing else in her mind.
As her physical age in this life got closer and closer to the age of death in her previous life, some details related to her death in her previous life began to slowly emerge in Jiang Baige's mind.
In fact, her health had already shown signs of trouble half a year before her sudden death.
She often had stomach discomfort and a poor appetite. She occasionally felt dizzy and almost fainted while taking a bath once...
But at that time she was isolated and helpless, and she didn't even have the money to go to the hospital for a physical examination.
She always told herself: Hold on a little longer. As long as I have money, I will go to the hospital, get a comprehensive checkup, take medicine when necessary, and rest when necessary…
"When I have money" are the five words she kept repeating in her heart.
But she didn't live to see the day when she became rich.
But now, after eight years of hard work, the trajectory of her fate has long changed.
At least she is no longer a penniless "drifter". She has a good income from her writing, and she has a job that feels good and pays for five insurances and one fund.
He even bought a house in Anjing.
All of this was what she had been waiting for in her previous life, but she didn't know when she would get it.
Now that she has it, is there any need to work so hard and repeat the mistakes of her previous life?
No need.
Jiang Baige took a break and felt better. She looked at Xin Zhiping and said, "Yeah, there's no need to work so hard."
Xin Zhiping knew that she had taken his words to heart.
"That's right... Although I know that you bought a house and you want to renovate it, you must have spent a lot of your savings and you have to take out a mortgage, but there is no need to work so hard. After all, your health is the capital of the revolution. If your health breaks down, you will not only have to spend money to repair it, but you will also not be able to make money properly."
Jiang Baige knew that Xin Zhiping meant well and did not refute her.
But she knows that she works so hard not for money.
Although she has bought a house, her savings still make her feel secure because her mother helped her.
As for the mortgage, it is even less. It can be covered by the provident fund that Lan Dehutu pays every month.
She works so hard just because she enjoys doing it.
But now it seems that even if I like it, I can't work so hard.
At this time, the fragrance of rice porridge came from the kitchen. Not long after, Mo Songru came out with a bowl of green vegetable and lean meat porridge on a plate.
Although there was still white steam coming out of the porridge, it was not hot when I drank it, so it must have cooled down.
Seeing that Jiang Baige was eating in a hurry, Mo Songru smiled and asked her to eat slowly, saying that there was still food in the pot.
When Jiang Baige recovered, Mo Songru asked, "Baige, it's the end of the year now. Have you ever thought about getting a physical examination?"
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