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In the hospital, Cheng Mingmei walked around the emergency room with a face full of worry. She occasionally sighed and glanced at Jiang Ruoqing who was calmly sitting on the chair, and couldn't help but to ask, "Sister-in-law, aren't you worried about my brother?"

"I'm worried, but he'll be fine. You don't trust Xiao Nansheng?" Jiang Ruoqing placed her hands by her sides and clenched her fists tightly to suppress the slight tremble. How could she not be afraid?

"Aiya, what happened to you two?" Cheng Mingmei sat beside her, "I said that I wanted to call you, but my brother stopped me from doing so, and I still secretly called."

Jiang Ruoqing's face paled. She should hate her to death now, right? No man can tolerate a woman who is mentally unfaithful.

"We had a little trouble."

"Judging from my brother's posture, how is it a little awkward? It's completely awkward." Cheng Mingmei sighed, wiping away the tears on her face, "If only my mother knew about this."

"Don't tell her." Jiang Ruoqing frowned, if Gu Meijiao knew about this, wouldn't it cause the sky to fall and the earth to sink?

Cheng Mingmei replied, "I know I can't tell mom."

"You've been tired all day. Go back."

Cheng Mingmei was indeed tired, she had been worrying about him ever since yesterday when she found out about her brother's condition. Fortunately, she was in the hospital now, accompanied by Jiang Ruoqing, she was able to leave at ease.

"Okay, I will go to Xiao Nansheng's office to rest for a while. I will leave after the operation is over."

Jiang Ruoqing nodded, her gaze not leaving the emergency room as she let out a heavy sigh. After approximately two hours, Cheng Yichen was finally pushed out of the room.

Xiao Nansheng took off his mask, "He hasn't passed the anesthetic yet. You should go home and sleep for a while tomorrow morning."

"No need, I'll accompany him at the hospital." Jiang Ruoqing entered Cheng Yichen's sickroom, looking at him who was lying on the sickbed, her nose was sour.

"You big idiot, why are you torturing yourself like this?" Her fingers traced the contours of his face, and she couldn't hold back her tears any longer.

She bit her lip, went downstairs to buy some daily necessities, and also wet a towel to wipe his face. After drying up, she fell asleep beside his bed.

She woke up early, thinking that he would be hungry when he woke up in the morning, so she went downstairs to buy some porridge. When she came up, she saw that Cheng Yichen had indeed woken up.

Although he was currently very weak, his sharp eyes were still undiminished, and his face was filled with gloom.

"Have some porridge?" she asked.

"Nope." He replied in a muffled voice, completely angry with her.

Jiang Ruoqing sat at the side of his illness, her tone light, "You don't want to drink? "Then I'll just drink directly from it."

"You!"

"Drink or not?" She raised her eyebrows. She never thought that threatening others would feel so good.

Without waiting for a reply, she scooped up a spoonful and placed it at the corner of his mouth. "Hurry, or else I really will drink it."

"Damn woman." He gritted his teeth in hatred and swallowed the spoonful of porridge.

Jiang Ruoqing completely ignored his disgusted gaze, and continued to feed the porridge by herself. Looking at the time, she said, "It's only eight o'clock, I'll go back first."

"Where to?"

"Go home and make chicken soup." When she mentioned the word 'home', her brow slightly creased, but it quickly relaxed.

Cheng Yichen's face was full of disbelief, "You can make chicken soup?"

"If you don't know how to learn, then so be it. It doesn't seem that difficult." Jiang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows with a face full of confidence.

Jiang Ruoqing swept his eyes across him in disdain and asked softly, "Cheng Yichen, in this nearly a week, you haven't bathed yet, right? I'm going to get moldy. "

Cheng Yichen's face became extremely ugly, but he did not say anything to refute her.

He had drunk himself into a drunken stupor. How could he remember to take a bath?

Watching her leave, the look of disgust on his face instantly disappeared and turned into pain. He didn't know how to grasp this woman in front of him.

This was the first time he felt a sense of defeat.

When Jiang Ruoqing came back, it was already noon. She walked in with a thermos in her hand and didn't even look at him as she poured a bowl of chicken soup.

"Yes."

"Can you bear it?" He raised his eyebrows and asked somewhat critically, "Can I drink it?"

Jiang Ruoqing's small face revealed some awkwardness, "If I can drink, I definitely can. I bought this."

Originally, she was going to make chicken soup, but who knew that she would fall asleep while simmering. When she woke up, the soup was already gone, so she had no choice but to make up for it.

Cheng Yichen knew that it would be a failure when he saw her frown and regretful expression. He could not help but bend over. "Stupid woman."

"As smart as you are, hurry up and drink up."

This time, he obediently drank the chicken soup, but soon revealed a strange expression on his face, "Jiang Ruoqing, help me out."

"What?" She had a vague feeling that what he said must not be a good thing.

"I want to go to the bathroom."

Jiang Ruoqing's face immediately flushed red, "Go on."

"My wounds are painful, so you have to support me." Cheng Yichen had a pitiful look on his face.

She weighed the pros and cons. Forget it, she couldn't let him crack it, could she? She helped him up, and he seemed to have lost all his bones. He used all his strength to move towards her, step by step, towards the washroom.

Jiang Ruoqing was so tired that she vomited blood. When she reached the door of the washroom, she released him, causing him to hold onto the door frame quickly. She had a weak look on her face, "Are you going to treat me like this?"

"Or?" She answered matter-of-factly.

"At least help me in a bit, otherwise you wouldn't even know that I fell down." Cheng Yichen immediately put his arm on her shoulder and hung his entire body on her.

Jiang Ruoqing had no choice but to help him in, her small face turned away, and gritted her teeth in hatred, "Hurry!"

Listening to the sound of the water, her small face flushed red. Very quickly, his hand rested on her shoulder. "Go wash your hands."

"Trouble." she muttered.

"Aren't you women troublesome?"

Jiang Ruoqing's face flushed all the way down to her neck. She glared at him and supported him to wash her hands with great effort.

After washing his hands, he was helped to the ground. His face was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and Cheng Yichen's voice once again came to his ears.

"Wipe mine for me. It's very uncomfortable."

Jiang Ruoqing was annoyed, her large eyes stared at him, "Since you said you will help, then I have the choice to not help."

"We don't even owe each other this much?" Cheng Yichen raised his eyebrows and asked her.

Jiang Ruoqing choked on his words, and in her heart, she paid her respects to his ancestors. She got a basin of water, used a towel to moisten it, and started to wipe his face from top to bottom.

Even though she avoided his importance, her face was still burning hot, frighteningly hot.

Cheng Yichen frowned, "Where did you miss?"

"It doesn't matter. Otherwise, you can wipe it yourself. Your hand isn't injured anyway." Jiang Ruoqing bit on it, handed the towel over to him and turned away immediately.

The corner of Cheng Yichen's mouth hooked up into a smile that was not a smile, "My hand is too weak."

"How is this possible?"

"I really don't have any strength, help me wipe it off."

Jiang Ruoqing glared at him, trying to find a weak point in his expression, "Are you messing with me?"

He shook his head seriously. "No."

Her small face fell as she spoke in all seriousness, "I won't help you wipe anything. You think of a way yourself, or ask Xiao Nansheng to help you wipe things."

Let Xiao Nansheng help him wipe it? He almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Just thinking about that scene made him feel horrified.

"Forget it, I'll wipe it myself." He quickly cleaned it and threw the towel to her. "Go on."

Jiang Ruoqing glanced at him, "I don't think you're that weak either.

"A heartless woman." He sighed and tried to clean himself.

Jiang Ruoqing stood at the side, let out a heavy sigh, and muttered to herself, "Why do you drink so much?"

He paused for a moment and laughed mockingly. "What do you think?"

He took a deep breath and whispered, "Why don't we get divorced?"

"This is the third time you've asked me for a divorce. Have you decided?"

When he asked Jiang Ruoqing this question, she actually felt flustered and frustrated. In the past, when he didn't agree to it, she didn't feel anything.

But she knew that if they were to be together again, she would not be able to carry out the rest of her plans. She planned to go to Jin’s Group.

"Yes, I think so."

Cheng Yichen closed his eyes, "Okay, tomorrow then I will wait for you at the Civil Administration Bureau."

She looked away and the tears finally came.

He forcefully suppressed the uncomfortable feeling in his heart and whispered, "No, we'll talk about it after you leave the hospital."

"I'll be discharged in the afternoon."

Her heart skipped a beat and she frowned. "You had an operation yesterday. You're not allowed to leave the hospital."

"Tomorrow we are going to get a divorce, what qualifications do you have to control me?" He raised his eyebrows, a sarcastic smile on his face.

Jiang Ruoqing took a deep breath, "Why are you tormenting yourself?"

"With him after my divorce? Jiang Ruoqing, what exactly do you think I am? "A dumpster?"

"I didn't!" "I don't have any feelings for him."

"Who does that have feelings for? Chu Ze? " The sarcasm at the corner of his mouth deepened.

Jiang Ruoqing closed her eyes, feeling a little tired, "You are just an idiot."

After shouting, she ran out of the room, unable to hold back her tears. Her heart felt sore. It was all a misunderstanding, so why didn't he understand?

She really didn't want to admit it, but it was the truth. In her heart, she was unwilling to part with their marriage.

"Little Qing, why aren't you entering?" Xiao Nansheng walked over with a book in hand, his face was filled with bewilderment.

She shook her head. "I'll stay outside for a while."

Xiao Nansheng looked at her strangely, pushed open the door and entered. He sized Cheng Yichen up and could not help but ask: "You two fought again?"

Cheng Yichen's face did not reveal much emotion as he indifferently said, "She wants to divorce me."

"Holy shit, this time we're in big trouble." His face was full of shock. "But from the way she was nervous about you yesterday, she obviously cares about you a lot."

"Is that so?" He opened his mouth and felt a faint pain in his heart. If he really did care, then why would he be with another man?

She said that she had no relationship with Lin Wenhao, but didn't she lie to him before? It was hard for him to tell if her words were true or false.

"Really, I can see she loves you." Xiao Nansheng said in all seriousness, and then laughed: "But why do you want a divorce?"

"That day …" He frowned and didn't continue speaking. When she helped him to the washroom, he could still see the teeth marks on her neck. The marks didn't disappear, which proved how much strength he had used.

"It's that difficult to say?" Xiao Nansheng winked at him, "I'm not going to get mixed up with you two. You better take care of yourself, at least you have to be magnanimous towards your own heart. Do you really want to divorce her?"

Cheng Yichen laughed bitterly, how could he want to divorce her? He had never thought of this, but she had brought it up three times.