159Silent Pain (II)

The lightly bright morning light shone in faintly, Shu Shu's eyelashes flashed, slowly opened her eyes, tears had dried up, her dry throat was a little tingling, and she had no strength. She knew that she was sick.

He reached out and touched the side. Ling Qiao was not around. After he carried her to bed last night, she kept crying and letting him go out, so he went out.

After crying all night and thinking about it all night, the thing she feared the most eventually happened. It happened suddenly when she relaxed her vigilance and thought it would not happen.

Shushu pulled the quilt and hugged her body tightly. Happiness was indeed a fleeting thing. No matter how tight she grabbed it, it would slip through her fingers. First, she had no mother, then she had no children, and then her husband's betrayal. All of this seemed like a joke made by God with her.

Do you want to say this is retribution? Is it destined to conceal her identity and cheat her marriage? Do you want to say this is destined? It’s not that her things will never belong to her. But why did she leave and exit like this with scars? Was it caused by her greed?

I have been lying in bed, very tired, I don’t think about it, I don’t think about what happened last night, I just want to stay alone.

Ling Qiao opened her eyes on the sofa until dawn, and thought about it all night, connecting some people and things he never dared to doubt.

He rinsed the cereal and gently knocked on the door of the room.

As he expected, no one responded, so he turned the door lock and opened the door and went in, "I'll make the cereal and drink some."

Ling Qiao walked to the bedside, placed the cereal on the bedside table, Shushu turned around and carried it over, "I'm not hungry..." His mouth was hoarse.

Ling Qiao felt something was wrong, so she reached out and touched her forehead, "You have a fever."

Shushu opened his palm, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Ling Qiao decisively took her clothes from the closet, then lifted the quilt and picked Shushu up, "Get dressed and go to the hospital."

Shushu was dull and looked at him with a dull look. He became much haggard, and his chin was covered with blue-black stubble, but he still fascinated her. "Why do you do this?" she asked.

Ling Qiao stared into her eyes in a daze, neither escaping nor shirking. He said seriously: "If I say I was too unaware of the trap, would you believe it? I have no evidence, and I am not making excuses for the mistakes I made. Give me more time and I will give you an explanation."

Shushu asked: "Didn't you always be together?"

"That's true, what Tang Youqing told you?"

"Um."

Ling Qiao grabbed her shoulder tightly and said, "I used to say that you are petty and suspicious. I'm sorry, if I listened to you, things would not have come to this point."

Shushu's tears fell down, "Why do you have to wait until something happens before you believe me? What did you do?" Her throat was inflamed and she was so hoarse that she couldn't speak.

Ling Qiao was both regretful and distressed, and said silently: "Let's go to the hospital..."

Sitting in the car and leaning against the backrest, Shu Shu turned her head to look at Ling Qiao's focused side face. He was driving intently, and from time to time he would turn his head to look at her, his eyes full of worry. The bright morning sun shone on his face. No matter how ostentatious the hustle and bustle outside were, he always handled everything calmly and calmly, even if he had cheated on his marriage, even if he had done something to betray his marriage, he was as calm as ever.

Shu Shu felt a thrill. There were more men like this, women rushing to climb onto his bed. There was Osha before, now there was Tang Youqing, and in the future, there might be others.

At the intersection, the red light stopped, and an old couple walked past the sidewalk. The two were covered in silver wire and were staggering. The pedestrians around them also made way for them. The old lady seemed to have bad eyes, so the old lady kept holding her hand, walking while talking.

Shu Shu felt sad. She wanted to be together with Ling Qiao until she was old without experiencing so much sadness.

The disease was severe, and the body temperature soared to thirty-nine degrees and eight degrees. No wonder she didn't say anything or do anything, obediently just following Ling Qiao.

"Doctor, my wife has been sweating all the time, but she said it was cold and her body temperature couldn't drop. Think of a solution."

"President Ling, don't worry, the antipyretic medicine has been used. It will take time to see if the medicine is effective or not. If it doesn't reduce the fever, give her a fever injection."

"good!"

Ling Qiao returned to the ward and held Shushu's hand tightly. Seeing that she was pale and her lips were dry and chapped, he felt very distressed.

Her health has always been bad. After Shu Ning passed away, she also suffered a serious illness. Later, her miscarriage made her body even weaker. She squatted in the kitchen for the middle of the night last night and must have caught a cold.

At this moment, the phone suddenly rang, Ling Qiao walked to the windowsill and answered the phone, "Hey?"

"It's me..." Tang Youqing hesitated for a long time and finally decided to call, "Joe, is Shushu okay?"

Ling Qiao looked a little dazed and picked it up without paying attention to looking at her phone. When she heard it was Tang Youqing's greeting, he was so angry that he couldn't make a fuss, but reason told him that before the matter was found out, he needed to calm down, "It's okay, it's okay."

"That's good, Joe, she called you last night. I called you and you didn't wake up, so I picked it up for you. I didn't mean it, I..."

Ling Qiao interrupted her, "I will give you an explanation about what happened last night. You don't need to remind you deliberately. Youqing, I'm very messed up now, so let me calm down." After that, he hung up the phone. He was afraid that he wouldn't help but yell. He should have thought that Deng Zijun had a problem, and Tang Youqing had a problem.

Tang Youqing silently put down the phone. She couldn't guess Ling Qiao's thoughts, but she took this first step to victory.

Shu Shu still had a high fever, frowned, her face was pale, and she was in a state of confusion. She kept nightmares but couldn't wake up. Ling Qiao asked the nurse and took an ice pack on her forehead, then carefully took a cotton swab, dipped in warm water and applied it to her dry and cracked lips.

The nurses whispered in private, saying that they really couldn't believe that President Ling Qiao, who was famous outside, turned out to be such a dedicated person. He had never seen a husband so considerate to his wife.

Shushu slept until night, and her high fever finally subsided, and she seemed to have been drained.

Slowly opened his eyes, he saw Ling Qiao sitting by the bed and napping. His appearance became more and more decadent. She reached out and moved his arm, and he woke up in an instant.

"Wife, you're awake..." Ling Qiao reached out and touched her forehead, and said with a smile, "It's okay, it's not that hot, are you hungry? Mom asked the servant to cook porridge and deliver it, and it's still hot. Do you want to drink some?"

Shushu didn't say anything, just stared at him blankly. He was busy, shaking the bed and holding the bowl.

Shushu turned around and looked out the window. Although there were bright street lights, it was night after all, "It's dark." She said blindly.
Chapter completed!