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In the hospital, Cheng Yichen stood in the clinic with Jiang Ruoqing in her arms. Her small face was deathly pale and his eyes glazed over as if he was a wooden person.

Xiao Nansheng, on the other hand, was panicking. He was fired up in the middle of the night just like that, but when he arrived at the hospital, he did not even let look at his wounds.

He could not help but yawn and mutter, "Yi Chen, where is your wife injured? I am a doctor, and there is no distinction between the sexes. "

Cheng Yichen's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, his voice was calm, "Go find a female doctor."

"Big brother, it's already midnight. Where can I find you a female doctor?"

He coldly glanced at him and said in a cold tone, "Find a female doctor!"

"Alright, alright, I really can't do anything to you." Xiao Nansheng hid to the side and made a phone call, but his eyes still swept past the two of them from time to time.

Cheng Yichen placed her on the sickbed. Up, use the blanket to tightly wrap her, not allowing her to reveal even the slightest bit of her skin.

However, both of their faces were tense. Neither of them wanted to speak. This was clearly a quarrel.

Soon, a senior female doctor arrived and saw the bed. Jiang Ruoqing who was on the stage frowned, "What's the patient's condition?"

Cheng Yichen glanced at Xiao Nansheng, "Go out."

"Sigh, it's obvious that we'll be destroying the bridge after crossing the river. Is it easy for me to come all the way here in the middle of the night?" Xiao Nansheng sighed helplessly, but still obediently left.

Closing the door, Cheng Yichen slowly said, "She, where is she bleeding?"

"There?" The doctor was stunned for a moment before reacting. "You wait outside."

Cheng Yichen was also blown out, and slowly smoked a cigarette, his black eyes brimming with a lot of emotions, depressed and depressed.

Xiao Nansheng nudged him with his elbow and whispered, "Did you two get too excited and came to the hospital?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he instantly felt a cold light shooting towards him. He resentfully didn't dare to say anything more.

"We had a fight."

"I know. Didn't they start arguing a week ago?" Xiao Nansheng had not forgotten how Jiang Ruoqing chased after the car.

"She's going to divorce me." Cheng Yichen inhaled deeply and exhaled the smoke. Beneath the smoke, his emotions could not be seen clearly.

Xiao Nansheng was also stunned, although he knew that the two of them were always quarreling, but had not truly talked about the issue of divorce, could it be that they were serious this time?

"Seriously?"

"She should be serious." Cheng Yichen squinted his eyes. After all, he had hurt her so much, so it was normal for her to cry about divorce.

In the consultation room, the female doctor lifted the quilt to see that she was covered in purple and green. She couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

"Bastard!"

Jiang Ruoqing looked at the light in the treatment room blankly, her eyes a look of desolation, and felt pain all over her body.

"Girl, is that your man? "It's too cruel." The female doctor sighed with a look of regret on her face.

Jiang Ruoqing's tears fell and her voice was completely hoarse, "He's a demon."

The female doctor walked out of the treatment room. Cheng Yichen quickly stood up and asked, "How is she?"

"You still have the nerve to ask?" The female doctor had a strange expression on her face, "The inner wall is severely torn. You need to recuperate carefully. This is medicine."

"Thank you." Cheng Yichen's brows tightly knitted, it seemed like he really was too rough. Violent, he took the medicine and quickly walked in, and when he saw Jiang Ruoqing's eyes, his heart fiercely stabbed in pain.

After returning home in silence, he carefully placed her on the bed. On stage, neither of them spoke for a while.

On the other hand, after Jiang Ruoqing did some tossing and turning, her mind was completely muddled and she was in a daze, as if she was in deep sleep.

Suddenly, she felt a cooling sensation coming from below her. She was jolted awake and subconsciously retreated.

However, he discovered that Cheng Yichen was standing under the bed with a tube of medicine in his hands, his expression was a little unnatural.

"Cheng Yichen, you have changed. "State!"

His face darkened as he said in a deep voice, "I'm helping you apply the medicine!"

Only then did she see the medicine in his hand. Her nervous expression relaxed a bit, but her tone was still stiff, "Give me the medicine, I'll do it myself!"

Cheng Yichen gave the medicine to her and went to bed. It was already 6 o'clock, it was the first time he didn't want to go to work, the first time he was out of work.

The two of them continued to sleep until the afternoon, while Gu Meijiao did not allow Wang Ma to disturb them. She was clear about what happened in the middle of the night, but she would not interfere because of her grandson.

Cheng Yichen woke up first. He took a shower, changed his clothes, went downstairs and poured himself a cup of warm water. The eyes of the woman who was still sleeping became more complicated.

He gently touched her cheek with his finger, only to discover that she seemed to be feverish. An unnatural redness had also dyed her small face. Concussive.

He touched her forehead, and his brows furrowed even more as he called out her name in a low voice, "Jiang Ruoqing, wake up."

She opened her eyes with much difficulty, her gaze was filled with complaint, and she said in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

"Are you sick from the fever?"

"Nonsense, are you feeling sick?" Jiang Ruoqing retorted angrily, but she realised that she was perspiring profusely, she was truly sick.

Cheng Yichen did not care about what she said, and directly took out his phone to make a call, and asked: "What happened? She has a fever today! "

"Inflammation? What should he do? "Alright, I'll go over later."

Cheng Yichen hung up, looked at her deeply, opened his mouth wide, but did not say anything, sighed and left.

It was as if Jiang Ruoqing's entire person was being roasted in a big steamer, her entire body was extremely hot, and sweat kept on soaking her sleep. In her clothes, her consciousness was starting to fade.

After an unknown amount of time, a familiar voice entered her ears and helped her up. A stream of cool water flowed down her throat, making it feel much more comfortable.

After taking the pill, she went back to sleep. Her entire body seemed drowsy, only leaving behind fatigue and tiredness.

During this period of time, she felt a cool and refreshing feeling beneath her. She wanted to retort, but she didn't have the strength to open her eyes.

Xiao Nansheng stood in the living room, and carefully observed the oil painting in the living room. He could not help but sigh, "As expected of a good item, it must be extremely valuable, right?"

Cheng Yichen calmly raised his lower lip, "Things that are linked with money are not worth much."

"She's still sleeping?" Xiao Nansheng yawned. For the past two days, he had been suffering from severe insomnia and it was always Cheng Yichen's fault. He would wake him up in the middle of the night.

"Oh right, I have to remind you, before she's done, don't ever touch her again, or you'll tear her apart." Xiao Nansheng said in all seriousness, and his tone also became weird, "I really doubt how much effort did you put in?"

"You want to try?"

Xiao Nansheng was so scared that his face turned white, he quickly waved his hand, "I don't have that kind of hobby!"

"Neither did I." Cheng Yichen curled his lower lip slightly, and then placed his hand on Yue Yang. He was playing with a cigarette, but he didn't light it up. It seemed like he was thinking about something.

"I'm going. There's something I need to do, called the couplet." Xiao Nansheng really did not want to stay any longer. He felt his hair stand on end and quickly left.

Cheng Yichen leaned on the sofa, his eyes full of gloominess, as if he was a dark emissary from hell, causing people to feel intimidated.

He sat until the afternoon, went to the kitchen and cooked some porridge, then cooked a few dishes before calling over to Wang Ma, "Wang Ma, send it up."

Wang Ma was stunned. She really didn't understand, why didn't he personally deliver it? Wouldn't it be more touching for the young madam like that?

"Remember, don't tell me I did it."

Cheng Yichen immediately reminded her. Following Jiang Ruoqing's stubborn temper, she knew that she would probably not eat it.

Wang Ma nodded as she brought the congee over. The bedroom was emitting a medicinal fragrance. She carefully placed the congee on the table and looked at the bed. Jiang Ruoqing.

She opened her eyes wide and looked expressionlessly at the sky. It was unknown what she was thinking, but her eyes were truly frightening.

"Young Madam, have some porridge."

Jiang Ruoqing's eyes moved slightly and she asked with a hoarse voice, "Who did it?"

"I can make porridge, why don't you try it?" Wang Ma. Ye Zichen's heart trembled, she didn't think that she would actually ask.

Hearing that it wasn't done by Cheng Yichen, her heart relaxed for a moment. He sat up and said, "Give me a cup of water first."

The Wang Ma hurriedly went downstairs to pour water and whispered, "The Young Mistress indeed asked, she only wanted to eat the porridge after I cooked it. Young Master, did the two of you get into a conflict?"

Cheng Yichen's expression did not change as he spoke indifferently, "You can say so."

Wang Ma did not ask anymore questions. After pouring some water, she hurriedly went upstairs. Jiang Ruoqing sat there expressionlessly, not saying a word.

After drinking the water, she drank another bowl of porridge. Her entire stomach felt warm and a lot more comfortable. When her eyes touched the ointment on the table, her face immediately flushed.

Letting her apply the ointment on herself also required a lot of courage, or else she would truly feel very embarrassed.

After taking out the Wang Ma, she picked up the ointment and opened the door. She was so frightened that she sucked in a breath of cold air.

Cheng Yichen walked in expressionlessly, glanced at her once, then walked to the balcony and sat on the reclining chair.

Jiang Ruoqing held onto her chest, yet she could still feel the sound of her heartbeat. She was simply about to be scared to death by Cheng Yichen.

But he was sitting on the other side of the balcony, how could she have the nerve to apply the medicine? Xiao Yan curled his lips and tossed the ointment to the side before continuing to lie on the bed. Sleep. Perception.

She didn't know if it was because she had slept too much or if it had been some sort of sleep, but she couldn't fall asleep. After going over and over again, he felt irritated.

Finally unable to hold on any longer, he stood up and went to the washroom.

Cheng Yichen could even see her tormenting himself, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, revealing a faint smile.

Jiang Ruoqing washed up in the washroom and then went to sleep stealthily. Inside her clothes, she took out some ointment. Her small face was burning hot, but she wouldn't be able to apply it in front of Cheng Yichen!

But it was really awkward. She put on the medicine with all her might, exhaled heavily, and walked out of the washroom.

Cheng Yichen, on the other hand, was lying on the bed with a book in his hand. Look up.

She stood there hesitating for a while, then decisively changed her clothes and went downstairs. She would rather chat with Gu Meijiao than be in the same room with him!

As he went downstairs, he saw that Gu Meijiao was indeed watching Korean dramas and crying profusely.

She walked over bitterly and sat on the sofa, but Gu Meijiao did not notice her during this period! How fascinated was she?

Jiang Ruoqing did not disturb her, and just quietly sat on the sofa to pass the time. Very quickly, Cheng Yichen followed and sat on the sofa opposite of her, picked up a magazine and started to read.

Why did this guy keep following me? Jiang Ruoqing's face did not look good. Biting her lips, she stood up and walked towards her room.

Ye Zichen quickly walked into the room and locked the door. Let's see how he will get in this time! Who knew that she hadn't been complacent for more than a minute when the sound of a key opening and locking came from outside the door.

He took a step back in fear. When the door opened, Cheng Yichen stood in front of her with a bunch of keys in hand.

The corner of Jiang Ruoqing's mouth twitched. That's right, how could she have forgotten that this was the Cheng Family? Failing to make the right decision.