Chapter 215

"Good."

Elder sister Rong was relieved and rushed to hold the quilt.

She didn't come for long, but the husband told her that her wife was in poor health, so she must take special care of her. You can't eat cold things!

When I left today, my husband's face was very bad. Although I only told her to take the medicine, if I let my wife lie down like this, I must be ill.

I'm afraid you'll be furious then, sir.

Yi Qiao opened her eyes and looked out of the window.

It's cloudy today. There's no sun. The sky is full of dark clouds. It's going to rain!

It's really cold.

Piercing chill from the ribs on both sides of the chest into the body, cold her whole person is shaking, she bent her knees, shrunk into a ball, the quilt in the chest, trying to force it into the body.

Let elder sister holding quilt come over, Yi Qiao refused to get up let her make bed, she also have no way.

"Madam, I've put the medicine here. Please remember to wipe it later. You still have to bear the pain yourself. Even if you are angry with your husband, don't let yourself suffer."

Let elder sister not at ease, three steps a turn back, for fear that she couldn't think to do anything stupid.

"Madam, husband and wife have not quarreled for decades. Sir, this time, he may be so angry that he is so irrational. Don't take it too seriously."

"Elder sister Rong, go down. I won't commit suicide."

"Well, good."

With Yi Qiao's promise, Rong Jie was relieved and soon went out.

……

When Mo Beiting came back in the evening, sister Rong was embarrassed and said, "Sir, my wife has been sleeping in the room all day, but she hasn't eaten or woke up. I dare not disturb her."

He twisted his eyebrows and went upstairs without changing his shoes.

A day's sleep?

If it happened to other women, he would believe it. After all, morning work is both mental and physical, and a day's sleep is normal.

But Shen Yiqiao doesn't sleep well. Even if he is doing AI with pleasure, he is not easy to fall asleep, not to mention being forced to do so.

He stepped up to the second floor and screwed the door open.

Yi Qiao is still lying on the bed, maintaining the posture that he walks in the morning.

He didn't know if she hadn't moved all day, or if she had heard him come back and deliberately turned her back.

Mo Beiting looked down at her.

The swelling of her eyes had gone down, her face was still pale, and her hair was on her face, covering the wound on her lips.

Mo Beiting looked at the medicine on the bedside table. There was no trace of it.

Sister Rong is at the door and doesn't come in. She is worried that Mo Beiting blames her for not taking care of her wife. She looks inside nervously so that when Mo Beiting blames her, she can explain for the first time.

"Stir fry some of her favorite dishes."

"Yes."

Let sister down.

There was a dead silence in the bedroom!

"Shen Yiqiao, are you going to have a hunger strike with me?"

Yi Qiao didn't speak and didn't open his eyes. Every cell in his body clearly showed. I don't want to talk to you.

"You'd better not have such a stupid idea. If you don't eat for a day, I'll let the Lu family stay with you for a day."

Yi Joe stares at him.

Mo Beiting drooped his eyes. Today, he was in the company. He wanted to coax her when he came back. As a result, as soon as he spoke, he changed completely.

Do not want to continue this topic, he unscrewed the lid of the medicine, "is it you wipe the medicine, or I help you wipe it?"

Yi Qiao still didn't speak.

Mo Beiting reached out to lift the quilt and was about to pick off her clothes.

Yi Qiao opened his eyes and quickly pressed the hand that he fell on the bottom of his pajamas. Just this move, I don't know which part of the body was hurt, so that a layer of cold sweat came out on his back.

She looked at him without expression: "I don't wipe medicine."

"One of two, you don't have this option. I'll ask you again, do you come by yourself or me?"

Yi Qiao's lips are in a straight line.

The scabby wound on the lip was torn open again because of the pressure, and there was a little bit of blood.

"I'll do it myself."

She got up from the bed and wanted to go to the bathroom to get some medicine.

Mo Beiting pressed the shoulder back to the bed, "you wipe here, I'll go out."

The man took a deep look at her and got up to go out.

Yi Qiao wiped the medicine and lay back on the bed.

Mo Beiting didn't close the door when she went out. She smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen downstairs and licked her lips.

She's not a hypocritical faster. She's a modern woman. She won't commit suicide because she lost her body!

I just don't want to move.

Rong Jie was quick to stir fry vegetables. After a while, she brought up three dishes and one soup. "Madam, let's have dinner."