Chapter 228: How Many Accidents Are You Going To Give Me? 6
Yu Nianen heard the sound of water rushing from the bathroom, reached out and took the phone over, and when he saw it, he realized that it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.
It was a really long sleep this time! She was that hateful man, and she didn’t know how her mother and sister would look at her.
It's terrible! She let out a long lament in her heart.
After a while, Rong Beiming walked out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist: "Don't you want to get up?"
Yu Nianen didn't answer. He grabbed the sheet to cover his body and lay on the pillow, lazily.
Rong Beiming opened the closet and took off the bath towel. His figure was well proportioned, and even with his back to her, she could still see that he was fascinated.
He glanced back at her slightly, said nothing, and put on his clothes elegantly in front of her.
"Come back to your senses! Go and wash up quickly. When I came up just now, your mother was preparing lunch for us. In a while, the servant I asked Aunt Ling to help will come over. You can also take a look."
"I don't want to eat, I want to sleep!"
"Be good! Be obedient and hurry up." He walked to the bed, lifted the sheets, and pulled her up. "Want me to hug you?"
"Who wants that?" Yu Nianen glared at him, shook off his hand, bent down and pulled the sheets around him, jumped out of bed and rushed into the bathroom.
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After changing clothes and going downstairs to the restaurant, He Yurao had already placed the hot meals.
"Mom, where's my beloved?" Yu Nianen didn't see his sister and asked in surprise.
"A classmate called her early in the morning and asked her to go out. She said it was a holiday and she needed to relax."
"Aunt, you go upstairs and have a rest. We will clean up here later." Rong Beiming looked at He Yurao's tired look and said.
"Okay! I'm used to taking naps, and I'm tired by then." He Yurao endured the pain in his body and wiped his sweaty forehead with the back of his hand.
When she reached the stairs, she suddenly felt dizzy. She quickly stretched out her hand to hold the wall, then turned back and looked carefully in the direction of the restaurant, for fear of being seen by Yu Nianen.
She returned to the room with strong support, walked to the closet, opened the door, and rummaged through the hidden medicine bottles.
The radiating pain in her back made her hands tremble a little. She poured out the pills and held them in her hands. Once the disguise she had just shown in front of the child was torn off, it would be unbearable and fatal.
The pain hit her in waves.
How long can she keep pretending? She asked herself this question over and over again every day when she was struggling alone in severe pain. Sometimes the pain was so severe that she wanted to die.
At this time, there was a gentle knock on the door.
He Yurao quickly stuffed the medicine into his mouth, walked to the low cabinet, picked up the cup of cold water and drank it. Then, he straightened his hair and then opened the door.
"Auntie, do you really not want to go to the hospital?" Rong Beiming stood at the door and asked in a concerned voice.
"It's okay! As you know, most cancer patients die in miserable conditions and there is no dignity to talk about. I... really want to retain some dignity as a human being when I leave."
Rong Beiming frowned slightly, pursed his lips and did not answer. He understood what He Yurao meant. She wanted to have euthanasia, and she could choose the time and way to leave this world.
"I know you are still hesitating, but I'm afraid I won't be able to wait much longer. In China, there is no such choice unless...it is suicide."
"Aunt, I'm afraid... Nian En will blame me!" Rong Beiming said with difficulty.