“…”

Qiao Dongyang did not answer immediately.

There was a wind on the phone and his shallow breathing.

After a while, he slowly said: "She... took an overdose of sleeping pills and sent her to the hospital for gastric lavage."

Chi Yue was shocked.

Qiao Dongyang didn't say who she was, but almost instantly she thought of Dong Shan's pale face and lifeless eyes.

Chi Yue felt sad and said hurriedly: "You can position me, I'll go too."

"No. It's too far here, it's not convenient for you to be alone."

"Nothing inconvenient. Aunt Dong and I can get along well, so we have to go and see her."

"……All right."

...

Hospital.

The golden sunlight shone through the window and shone on Qiao Zhengchong's face.

He sat on the chair in the aisle, unable to feel the dazzling sunshine. He looked at the ceiling with his eyes blankly. Qiao Dongyang walked in front of him, but he did not respond.

After watching him quietly for a long time, Qiao Dongyang sat down, leaning against the wall, without saying a word.

In silence, Qiao Zhengchong saw him and his neck moved, "Come?"

Qiao Dongyang said in a whisper, "Why don't you go in?"

On the way, he got news that Dong Shan had been rescued and was out of danger of life.

"I don't know. I didn't understand." Qiao Zhengchong rubbed his head, endured the drowsy and dull pain, and said in a mute voice: "When I left this morning, she was fine. As usual, she prepared my clothes for me, prepared breakfast, finished eating with me, and sent me to the door, and even smiled at me... I can't figure out why she suddenly committed suicide?"

Qiao Dongyang: “…”

He looked at Qiao Zhengchong and said nothing.

Qiao Zhengchong didn't need him to say anything, and immediately took on the next topic.

"Dongzi, do you think we want to call the police?" Qiao Zhengchong suddenly lowered his voice, "I thought about it and felt something was wrong. Do you think it was them... who killed someone to silence the case of Qiao Ryan and drugged your mother?"

Qiao Dongyang looked at his pale face and frowned, "Have you watched too many crime dramas?"

Qiao Zhengchong's face sank, "I'm serious."

Qiao Dongyang shrugged indifferently, "You can try it if you are not afraid of embarrassment."

With a word of "embarrassing", Qiao Zhengchong was brought back to his original form.

The glitter on his face suddenly darkened.

Anything is OK, but it is no longer embarrassing to be sure.

But,

He thought of countless possibilities, but he was unwilling to believe that Dong Shan would commit suicide.

"What can't she understand? She doesn't need to do things at home and abroad. She has plenty of time every day to buy clothes, bags, and go to the beauty salon to do faces and nails. She has no pressure on life. She buys whatever she wants. She lives more nourishing than a young girl. I treat her...I'm okay with her, right? Even if I say a few words to her for this, I...what is wrong with her? I am her husband. I feel uncomfortable. If I don't tell her, who will I tell her?"

The more Qiao Zhengchong said, the more he felt wronged, and the more he felt that Dong Shan was ignorant.

"I have never treated her badly over the years. She was willing to marry into our family to be your stepmother. I didn't force her, and it was also her promise to treat you as a real son. As a result... what did she do with her relationship?"

Qiao Zhengchong criticized Dong Shan for not being wrong. Seeing Qiao Dongyang's face sinking, he stumbled on his neck, and then took back his conversation.

"This woman is simply unreasonable. I didn't blame her, she was so excited to be with me. Do you think she was going to use this trick to scare me?"

Qiao Dongyang frowned and said lightly, reminding him.

"If it weren't for you going back to get the documents temporarily, she would be gone."

If people don’t want their lives, they will think of who to scare?

Qiao Zhengchong looked at him in surprise. He knew the truth about Qiao Dongyang's words, but his lips were closed and he couldn't say what he believed.

"It's inexplicable, she's inexplicable!"

Qiao Zhengchong murmured, and the door behind him suddenly opened.

A nurse lady came out.

"The patient in bed 16 woke up."

Hearing this, Qiao Zhengchong suddenly stood up and walked in at an extremely fast speed over Qiao Dongyang.

Dong Shan had liquid hanging on the back of her hands, and she was lying weakly on the bed. Her body washed with stomach was tortured, her face was pale as paper as she was, and she was as haggard as a ghost. Seeing Qiao Zhengchong, she did not smile as gently as before, her eyes were dull and silent.

Qiao Zhengchong held his eyebrows and stood looking at her in the ward.

After a while, he sighed and took off his armor.

"What's wrong with you? Is there anything you can't think about? Huh?"

Dong Shan frowned and made no sound.

Qiao Zheng Chongla sat down next to Dong Shan. Looking at the woman who had been with him for nearly twenty years, a feeling of indescribable sadness suddenly hit her heart. Her nose was a little sore and sad, and she couldn't hold her face down and said something nice.

So he looked at the bouquet of flowers on the bedside table.

"I bought it for you, see if you like it?"

In fact, this is already a disguised apology, and for him, it is rare.

In the past, Dong Shan would definitely be so excited that she was at a loss, and her eyes would become gentle when she looked at him.

But today she didn't respond, her face was light, and she was holding her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't have a word.

Without a response, Qiao Zhengchong was a little embarrassed, "Don't like it?"

Dong Shan's lips moved again. Qiao Zhengchong saw that it was an upward curve, as if he was laughing. He felt a vague unhappiness in his heart and received a brief comfort. He thought that Dong Shan must be uncomfortable and had no energy to deal with him, but she must be very happy when he gave her flowers.

Thinking of this, Qiao Zhengchong took the bouquet and held it in front of Dong Shan, "Smell it, is it fragrant?"

Dong Shan narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at him like a monster, and suddenly waved her hand hard and pushed the bouquet away. Qiao Zhengchong couldn't hold it steadily, and the bandaged bouquet fell under the hospital bed, making a bang.

Dong Shan was stunned and Qiao Zhengchong was also shocked.

He looked at the flowers and then at Dong Shan, his face full of disbelief.

"You... don't like it?"

Dong Shan swallowed her saliva in discomfort and smiled reluctantly, "I have never liked...Lily. I hate this fragrance and even allergies."

Qiao Zhengchong: “…”

Dong Shan's voice was a little hoarse, and the words she said seemed to squeeze out from her teeth.

"Lily is...Dongzi's mother likes it."

Qiao Zhengchong was stunned for a moment, just looking at her, as if he couldn't react.

Is it Dongzi's mother liked? Not her?

He was a little confused.

Dong Shan looked at his expression and slowly closed her eyes. She did not blame him for not remembering her preferences, nor did she blame him for almost twenty years. She could still remember her ex-wife's preferences, and even mistakenly imposed it on her rear wife.

She just said, "I'm too tired, Zheng Chong. Let me take a break."

Even though she has reached this point, Dong Shan is still the gentle woman. She can't say too much. Apart from being herself, she can't do anything else. Even punishment will only treat herself.

"You go."

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Life is a full bottle. Perhaps only by losing some can you get some accordingly.
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