Chapter 924: Can you really cure me?
trip and end up in the hospital again!Once those two left, Wang Guan and Han Zong started pouring drinks for Xu Qinghuan much more frequently! They even filled her glass right after she finished the...Chapter 924 Can You Really Cure Me
"I'm sorry, I didn't hear that. Could you repeat that"
The doctor shook his head. "It's nothing serious, let's try medication for a while and see the effect. What do Mr. Fu and Ms. Xu think"
At the banquet, Fu Yan stood beside Xu Qinghuan, his hand constantly holding hers, as if doing so could give her strength.
"Yes, I'll do anything to cure her."
The doctor smiled and replied, "To get completely better from this illness, Mr. Fu would indeed need to put in some effort."
After leaving the doctor's office and getting into the car, Xu Qinghuan kept staring out the window.
I don't know what he/she is thinking about.
As they neared the hotel, she suddenly grabbed Fu Yan's hand and asked, "Can you really cure me"
"Of course," his answer was immediate.
After a few seconds of silence, Xu Qinghuan spoke, "We... should go back to Dongyueluan."
At the banquet, Fu Yan's voice was soft and gentle, "Miss them"
Xu Qinghuan nodded. “Hmm.”
"Well, Tuan Tuan Yuan Yuan must be very happy."
Looking at the smile on his face, Xu Qinghuan also smiled back at him.
In fact, she didn't feel any joy at all about seeing the child, even some resistance.
These are all factors that bind her from achieving liberation!
She doesn't want to see anyone, including Fu Yan Shi and everyone else.
As long as one is alive, the play must go on. There is no escape.
She has many roles to play, and her screen time is also very long.
Especially at dinner parties, he had to pretend everything was fine, that he was living a normal life. He even had to act like he had many things and people to care about in the world. This would put his mind at ease.
As for myself, I can only hope that the medicine the doctor prescribed will actually work.
......
Back at Dongyue Bay, it's just the same as before.
As soon as they walked in, the kids rushed to Mommy, happily hugging and kissing her.
"Mommy! Tuan Tuan misses you so much!"
"Hmm." Xu Qinghuan reached out and touched her daughter's head, but she couldn't bring herself to say "I miss you too."
Yuan Yuan also rarely had her mind off the computer. She came over and looked around, "Mommy, Daddy said you're sick, is it a serious illness"
"Not serious, already almost recovered."
"That's great! Then Daddy and Mommy can be by our side from now on."
Fu Yan at the time took the washed fruit from the kitchen and put it on the table, “The two of you don’t make Mommy fight for too long, she needs to rest.”
"It's okay." Xu Qinghuan smiled and walked over holding Tuan Tuan, "What kind of fruit do you want to eat"
"Apple!" Tuan pointed excitedly at the biggest, reddest apple on top.
Okay, Mommy, let me peel it for you.
She pulled the chair up and sat down, picking up an apple and the fruit knife sitting next to it.
Two children began their game of tag, chasing each other around the living room.
Xu Qinghuan tugged at her lips, and with a slight lowering of her head, her gaze fell upon the knife...
At this moment, she felt as if her body was being controlled, and unconsciously used her fingertips to touch the sharp blade.
It hurts, she could feel it.
The blood flowing out, she could also see.
Ke Xuqinghuan didn't feel any panic or fear. Instead, she felt an unusual sense of comfort and ease all over her body.
This seemed to be tempting her, urging her to draw more lines on herself, deeper and harder, with more blood...
"Xu Qinghuan!"
Suddenly —
The knife in her hand was forcefully snatched away by Fu Yan shi!
Xu Qinghuan hesitantly raised her eyes, and her gaze gradually regained some clarity. "I... I just wanted to cut an apple, accidentally..."
"From now on, don't touch these things!"d Nie Zhisen wouldn't hesitate to put her on a pedestal, showering her with all the love and attention in the world. He didn't care at all that the child in her belly was Fu Yan's."It's all in the pas...