The next day, Ni Sitian got up early and specially cooked millet porridge to soothe her stomach.

Xu Tingchuan was washing up in the bathroom and hadn't come out yet when his phone rang in the bedroom, so she went over to answer it.

"The method I taught you yesterday worked, didn't it? Your wife softened, didn't she?" Pei Yang asked with a smug smile as he drove.

Ni Sitian was stunned for a moment, then realized what Pei Yang meant. She gripped her phone tightly and hung up without replying.

Xu Tingchuan came out of the bathroom and returned to the bedroom, where he saw Ni Sitian holding his phone with an unfriendly expression. "What's wrong?"

Ni Sitian walked over and slapped her phone at Xu Tingchuan, both angry and annoyed: "Xu Tingchuan, it's such a pity you're not an actor."

Xu Tingchuan swiped his phone and saw that Pei Yang was calling. He immediately realized that he had been exposed.

He took Ni Sitian's hand and pulled her into his arms from behind.

Ni Sitian struggled, enraged, "Let go of me! Do you think I'm soft-hearted and easy to fool?! Do you know how worried I was last night!"

She now feels like an idiot, having gotten up early this morning to cook millet porridge.

"Actually, I wasn't faking it. I really did have a stomachache before you came back," Xu Tingchuan explained, holding her tightly.

Ni Sitian no longer believed him and angrily pinched his hand, trying to pry it open.

Having come this far, Xu Tingchuan was willing to go all out, holding her tightly and refusing to let go.

Ni Sitian got angry and took a big bite out of the back of his hand!

Xu Tingchuan winced in pain and gasped for breath.

Taking advantage of the situation, Ni Sitian nudged him away with her elbow and escaped from his embrace. Seeing him clutching his stomach and lying on the bed, she spat out, "Serves you right!"

She turned and left briskly, and even after running to the entrance, she could still hear Xu Tingchuan gasping for breath in pain.

She hesitated for a moment when she opened the door, unsure whether he was faking it or genuine this time.

He stepped out the door, hesitated for a moment, and then pulled back.

Still feeling uneasy, she turned back to the bedroom door and saw Xu Tingchuan still clutching his stomach on the bed.

"Stop pretending." Ni Sitian walked over and lightly kicked his calf.

Xu Tingchuan frowned and remained silent.

Ni Sitian noticed that his face and lips were pale this time, and he was sweating on his forehead, so it didn't seem like he was faking it.

"Xu Tingchuan?" She hurriedly squatted down and patted his cheek.

"We really need to go to the hospital now," Xu Tingchuan said, clutching his stomach and breathing heavily.

Ni Sitian panicked and hurriedly took out her phone, her fingers trembling slightly as she dialed for emergency help.

Half an hour later, Xu Tingchuan was taken to the emergency room.

Ni Sitian waited anxiously outside. After a while, the doctor came out and said, "It's a stomach hemorrhage. You need to be hospitalized for observation."

"Doctor, is the condition serious? Will surgery be necessary?" Ni Sitian asked anxiously as soon as she heard about the bleeding.

"No need for now, we'll do a gastroscopy later." After telling Ni Sitian, the doctor turned and went to the next emergency room.

Ni Sitian hurried after two nurses as they pushed Xu Tingchuan into the ward. He was still unconscious, lying on the bed with a pale face and a slight frown, looking as if he was in pain.

She held his hand, buried her face in his palm, her eyes slightly red, and bit her lip in frustration.

She thought he was faking his stomach pain, but it turned out to be true. She had just nudged his stomach with her elbow, causing him to bleed.

"Silly girl, why are you crying? I'm fine." Xu Tingchuan woke up and felt his palm was wet. He touched Ni Sitian's face, which was buried in his hand, and said helplessly.

Ni Sitian looked up, quickly wiped away her tears, and sniffed: "Who's crying?"

Xu Tingchuan didn't expose her, but gently stroked the tear stains on her cheek.