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Chapter 1040 Distressed

They had been together for more than three years, and Rong Juan knew Qiao Yuyi's temperament very well.

If she really loses her temper, it's not a big problem. Basically, she can be calmed down with a few words.

But if she doesn't react at all and still does everything very thoughtfully, it means that she is really... very angry.

Just like what happened last night——

If she really threw him on the road and let him sleep in the cold all night, maybe the matter would be over.

But she sent him home and left without looking back, which really made him feel uneasy.

Rong Juan grabbed his cell phone and called Qiao Weiwei. The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.

"What else are you calling?" Xu Tingrong said, "I wouldn't answer it if it were me!"

"I know, I know!" Rong Juan said quickly, "Mom, can you please stop getting involved? I'll go find her after taking a shower."

Xu Tingrong snorted loudly, turned around and left.

Rong Juan hurriedly went into the bathroom to take a shower and changed his clothes. When he went downstairs, he found out that his car had been sent to the repair shop by Xu Tingrong, so he borrowed a car temporarily and went out.

Today Qiao Yiyi had to go to work as usual, so Rong Juan went straight to the company where she was interning.

When he arrived downstairs of the company, Rong Juan's face gradually became ugly again.

At the same time, those emotions that had been suppressed were about to stir up again and surfaced in my mind.

Rong Juan had a hunch that if he went to Qiao Weiwei with such emotions, the two of them would have a bigger dispute.

But this time, he was clearly here to coax her.

Thinking of this, Rong Juan gritted his teeth, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, pushed the door open and got out of the car.

Unexpectedly, when he walked to the front desk of the company and told the person that he was looking for Qiao Weiwei, the person next to him who happened to be in the same open office as Qiao Weiwei told him: "Youwei didn't come to work today. He asked for leave."

"Asking for leave?" Rong Juan immediately thought of Wen Siyan, and his face immediately darkened, "Why are you asking for leave?"

Unexpectedly, the other party only told him two words: "I'm sick."

Rong Juan was stunned for a moment, then turned around and left.

Since he had only shown his face last night, the security guard recognized him as soon as he saw him and took the initiative to say hello to him.

"Are you looking for Miss Qiao?" the security guard said, "She went out in the morning."

"Where have you gone?" Rong Juan asked with a frown.

"I see that she is wrapped up tightly, as if she has a cold." The security guard said, "She should go to see a doctor. After all, she ran downstairs last night wearing pajamas with wet hair. The temperature was still so low at night, so she should

It’s because I caught a cold.”

Rong Juan was so worried that he called Qiao Weiwei again, but still no one answered.

There were many hospitals in Tongcheng, and Rong Juan didn't have the patience to search from one to another, so he simply made a phone call and asked someone to help check her medical information.

The feedback from the other party came quickly. As soon as Rong Juan received the news, he immediately drove to the hospital.

After entering the outpatient clinic building, Rong Juan walked around and soon saw Qiao Weiwei.

The outpatient department in the morning was overcrowded, and people with colds and fevers abounded. Even the infusion room, which only had chairs, was also crowded. So Qiao Weiwei didn't even take a seat in the infusion room, but sat on a bench in the corridor, watching over the patient.

Dozing off with a simple IV stand.

When Rong Juan saw her, there was an aunt next to her who patted her shoulder. After waking her up, she pointed at her infusion bottle, probably telling her that she was done with the infusion.

Qiao Weiwei immediately stood up from the chair, and when he was about to go to the nurse station to call someone, he suddenly saw Rong Juan standing there.

Qiao Weiwei only glanced at him and pretended not to notice. Rong Juan quickly stepped forward and hugged her, saying: "Honey, sit down, I'll call a nurse for you, don't move -"

Qiao Weiwei struggled hard but failed, and was forced back to the chair by Rong Juan.

Rong Juan sat down with her in his arms and stopped getting up. Instead, he looked at the person next to him, "Auntie, can you help me call the nurse? My girlfriend has a serious cold. I want to keep her company. Please excuse me.

"

He was good-looking and polite, so the aunt next to him happily agreed and went to call someone for him.

But Rong Juan still hugged her tightly, stretched out his hand to explore her forehead, and couldn't help frowning, "Why is it still so hot? Why didn't you call me when you were sick? You came to the hospital alone, you

Are you going to worry me to death?"

"You don't have to worry about me." Qiao Weiwei said coldly, "Don't worry, I know what I should and shouldn't do. I cherish my life. I know I should come to the hospital when I'm sick. I can take care of myself.

Be good to yourself.”

As soon as Rong Juan heard this, he knew what she meant. He couldn't help but hug her even tighter and whispered: "Honey, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have driven after drinking... I promise there will never be a next time.

,I swear!"

"You don't need to swear or promise me." Qiao Weiwei said, "I've heard enough. It's just talk anyway. You really don't need to waste your breath anymore."

"Wife..." Rong Juan hugged her and shook her again. Qiao Weiwei immediately closed his eyes in discomfort. Seeing this, Rong Juan immediately did not dare to move any more. He waited until the nurse came to give Qiao Weiwei an injection.

Went to get medicine for Qiao Weiwei again.

He was afraid that Qiao Weiwei would leave on his own in the blink of an eye, so he begged and begged to get the medicine and jumped in line. Fortunately, when he took the medicine and returned to the hall, Qiao Weiwei was still sitting obediently in the previous chair, bowing his head.

With his head closed and his eyes closed, he seemed to have fallen asleep again.

"Wife." Rong Juan walked forward and called her softly, "Let's go home."

Qiao Weiwei was really in a bad mood and didn't want to argue with him in public, so he followed him into the car obediently.

As soon as she got in the car, she fell asleep again. Rong Juan drove the car very smoothly all the way. It wasn't until the car stopped that he leaned into her ear again and whispered: "Honey, we're home."

Qiao Weiwei slowly opened his eyes, and before he had time to react, he was already carried out of the car by Rong Juan.

He didn't send her back to the small apartment she rented, nor took her back to his place. Instead, he came to the new house in the city center that she was responsible for renovating and hadn't moved into yet.

Qiao Weiwei opened his eyes and was startled for a moment. He didn't move or speak.

After entering the room, Rong Juan put her on the bed, adjusted the indoor temperature, covered her with a quilt, and then said: "You rest for a while, I will get something to eat and come back, you eat something and then take the medicine.

OK?"

Qiao Weiyi still ignored him, sank into the soft pillow, and closed his eyes again after a while.

When she woke up again, Rong Juan was still calling her. Qiao Weiwei slowly opened her eyes and saw a bowl of porridge in his hand, and said to her: "Wife, get up and drink porridge."

Qiao Weiwei looked at him steadily and did not move.

Rong Juan immediately lowered his eyes again, "Honey, don't do this, I will feel bad..."

Qiao Weiwei listened and remained quiet for a long time before finally speaking slowly: "Rong Juan, you think your heart is the only one that hurts, don't you?"


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