Chapter 58: Where's Your Handsome and Rich Husband?
Jiang Yuezhou's tone of defense for Jiang Huixin was so arrogant, his words of explanation were perfunctory and unconvincing, and he didn't care whether she really believed it or whether she was really relieved!
The quarrel just now, the illness before, and the sadness of being empty at this time, were all added to Ye Beibei, making her feel hot and cold, and her vision went dark. She fell down on the bed and fell asleep.
When Ye Beibei opened her eyes again, she found that she was still lying in the silent home. She felt her mouth was dry and she struggled to remember. Her head became dizzy again. She knew that her cold had returned.
Based on the experience of falling out of bed last time, she first reached for the water on the bedside, but her hands were so soft that she seemed to have no strength at all. She was trembling, and she actually touched the cup to the ground, and the water splashed on the carpet.
Lying on the bed, looking at the cup that stopped spinning twice, tears flowed out again uncontrollably.
Ye Beibei looked up at the time. It was already eight o'clock in the morning. Jiang Yuezhou would not be back. She struggled to get up and walked into the bathroom top-heavy. She freshened up briefly and knew that she had to go to the hospital now.
She wrapped herself tightly and went out.
In the hospital, Ye Beibei stood in the noisy and long registration queue, waiting in circles. Most of the people around her were accompanied by people, either their parents, lovers, or friends. She was the only one, alone.
She was standing here, but she didn't cry, just a little sad.
There are so many people sick this season. I was sitting outside the doctor's office, waiting alone. Finally, she was called. The doctor's examination showed that she had a cold, but there were murmurs and shadows in her lungs, and she needed infusion, otherwise she would develop into a cold.
Into pneumonia.
After some tests and tests, Ye Beibei, who was almost exhausted, finally sat down in the infusion room. She felt the cold liquid flowing into her blood vessels and felt a little more comfortable.
There were many people in the infusion room, and it was noisy. Ye Beibei was sitting there with her eyes closed, a little drowsy. Suddenly she felt a hand touch the top of her head, and a laughing voice sounded above her head.
"My poor little one, you look like a stray dog left on the roadside!"
Ye Beibei knew who it was without looking up. There was only one person in the world who could say such inhumane words when someone else was seriously ill.
Her luck was always so bad, and she always met him when she was most helpless and embarrassed.
Ye Beibei didn't want to pay attention to the intruder. She just raised her hand and swept away his uninvited hand. She continued to close her eyes and said nothing, thinking that he would walk away knowingly.
It was obvious that some people could not tell the difference between their eyebrows. Seeing that the surroundings were crowded and there were no seats, they even condescended to squat in front of Ye Beibei, who was so weak that he huddled up. "Ye Beibei, open your eyes. It's better to meet by chance."
, let’s talk!”
Ye Beibei remained silent, but this did not affect Liming Lang's interest at all. He continued to talk to himself, "Are you sick? Aren't you married? Where is your husband? Why didn't you come with you? Aren't you married?
Why? Why are you sitting here alone? I want to ask you, where is your tall, handsome and rich husband?" Liming Lang lingered on this question, as if if she didn't answer, he would insist on asking it a thousand times.
Ten thousand times.
Ye Beibei hadn't eaten in the morning, and her whole body felt weak at the moment. Listening to this demon being aggressive in front of her, she felt that her mind was getting even more chaotic. She opened her eyes weakly and saw that Li Minglang's whole body was in her sight.
Although he was squatting, it did not affect his handsome image at all. There were two beautiful beauties next to him who kept looking at him.
"Let me ask you, aren't you married? Why are you still here alone when you are sick? Where is your husband!" Li Minglang raised his voice maliciously, and everyone around him was attracted to Ye Beibei.
Sitting alone in the middle, letting him yell and scream. She was not surprised at all that Liming Lang behaved like this. Over the years, he would always try his best to ridicule her, laugh at her, and watch her make a fool of herself. Ye
Beibei was angry and unable to argue, because she refused to help her marriage, and her relationship with her husband was also on the verge of danger.
"Ye Beibei, didn't you marry well? Your husband is a big CEO. He is rich and powerful. He is the tall, handsome and rich person that everyone is pursuing right now! You have risen to the sky in one step, how come you still come to the hospital alone?
The end..."
The sounds around her became more and more noisy. Ye Beibei watched Li Minglang's mouth open and close, still saying something. Her ears were buzzing, and everything became unreal. She stretched out her hand, reluctantly trying to catch Li Ming.
Lang, before she could touch him, he viciously slapped her down and continued to taunt her endlessly.
Ye Beibei's body softened and he slid down from his seat, and darkness came over silently like a tide.
Liming Lang was suddenly startled when he saw Ye Beibei like this, and realized later that her situation was a thousand times worse than he thought. He quickly reached out to help her, but he only had time to grab her arm.
Arm. Looking at Ye Beibei lying on the ground, Li Minglang's face suddenly turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his vest. He reached out to pick up Ye Beibei, pulled off the infusion needle on the back of her hand, raised his legs and went to the emergency room.
He ran, and the people around him quickly moved out of the way.
Ye Beibei woke up and found herself lying in a white single ward. It was completely different from the noisy infusion room. It was very quiet here and she was still hanging the drip needle. Ye Beibei turned around and looked around and saw that there was plenty of sunshine.
The light shone into the ward, and there was a tall and slender figure standing in front of the window, seeming to be looking out at the scenery outside the window. His back was straight, like a sculpture. For a moment, she thought it was Jiang Yuezhou, and raised her head in surprise, but she blinked again.
With his eyes, he saw that it was Li Minglang. Unconsciously, he felt disappointed and fell heavily back on the bed.
"You're awake!" Li Minglang heard the noise and turned around. Ye Beibei looked at his handsome face with a hint of loneliness, but it was fleeting.
"You've been sick for a few days, why did you come to the hospital? The doctor said that you fainted because of low blood sugar. You haven't eaten well these days!" Liming Lang came over and sat beside her bed. Although he still scolded her, he still
This time she was finally kind enough and stopped pressing the issue of where her husband was.
Ye Beibei opened her mouth to say thank you, but found that her voice was hoarse, as if she was humming.
Liming Lang stared at her with no expression on his handsome face, silent. He was far scarier when he didn't speak than when he spoke. Ye Beibei shrank her body into the quilt warily.
"Ye Beibei, how does it feel to marry Jiang Yuezhou?" Li Ming's long and narrow phoenix eyes were shining with cold stars, and his low voice contained no emotion or anger.