Chapter 1322 I Want to Change My Mother (16)

Li Shichu thought that He Chaoyan's husband, who was about to divorce her, might come back after He Chaoyan recovered from her injury and was discharged from the hospital, but she didn't expect to see him in the hospital a few days later.

After she sent the chubby girl to kindergarten that day, He Chaoyan, who was bored staying in the hospital all day, called her to the hospital to accompany her.

But just as she reached the floor where He Chaoyan's VIP ward was staying, she saw a tall man in a suit and tie rushing out of the elevator, passing her and rushing into He Chaoyan's ward with a panicked look on his face.

"Chu Yan? What are you doing here? Go away and don't get in my way here!" He Chaoyan's impolite voice came from the ward.

"Chu Yan! Let me go! You're hurting me..." He Chaoyan cried out in pain again.

"Where does it hurt?" This was a panicked and anxious calm male voice.

Li Shichu stopped outside the ward and raised her eyebrows. This didn't seem to be the time for her to show up.

In the ward, Chu Yan finally let go of He Chaoyan. His usually cold eyes were filled with heartache and helplessness. His hands were trembling slightly. He wanted to touch He Chaoyan but didn't dare to, for fear of hurting her again.

He Chaoyan saw the concerned and anxious expression on his handsome face, her heart ached and her eyes warmed. She almost wanted to bury herself in his arms and vent her fear and pain during this period of time, but she closed her eyes and finally resisted the urge. She asked him coldly: "I'm not dead yet, why are you pretending?"

Chu Yan saw the cold expression and ruthless words on his wife's face, and his heart ached. He said, "Zhao Yan, let's stop arguing. Let me take a look at your injuries first, okay?"

"No need, I'm fine now. I'll be well in a few days. No need to bother you to come and see me." He Chaoyan still refused coldly.

Chu Yan couldn't stand her rejection of him anymore. A look of pain appeared on his face, and his chest kept rising and falling. He was obviously upset, but he quickly forced himself to calm down and said softly to He Chaoyan: "Chaoyan, don't be willful. Let me see where you are hurt."

As he spoke, he did not allow He Chaoyan to refuse. He directly lifted her clothes and looked at her tightly bandaged abdomen, and touched it carefully: "It must have hurt at that time? I'm sorry..."

He Chaoyan was so angry that she didn't care whether she would hurt her wound by moving too much. She slapped Chu Yan's hand and said angrily: "Don't touch me! Why are you pretending to be infatuated now? Where were you when I needed you? Isn't everything more important than me? Work, friends, Bai Yueguang... What are Youyou and I? We are dispensable people to you, right?"

"No, Chaoyan..." When Chu Yan heard what He Chaoyan said, he widened his eyes in shock and wanted to explain that he did not put all people and things before her and his daughter. However, He Chaoyan had no patience to listen to him at all.

"Chu Yan, if you have any conscience, just get out. I don't want to see you now! Do you still want to make my wound burst?" He Chaoyan said to Chu Yan impatiently and annoyed.

When Chu Yan saw the disgust in her eyes, his heart felt like it had been hit hard by a punch. The pain was so severe that he could hardly breathe. His face turned pale in an instant, and he called out He Chaoyan's name in a trembling voice: "Chaoyan..."

However, He Chaoyan looked at him coldly: "Seeing you will make me feel bad, and a bad mood will hinder the recovery of my wounds, so can you consider the little affection we have left as husband and wife and let me rest and recover in peace?"

When Chu Yan heard her words, he finally put down his hand dejectedly, looked at her deeply with pain in his eyes, and then left the ward with heavy steps.

After he left, He Chaoyan's eyes finally turned red. She covered her heart and took a few deep breaths. It took her a long time to calm down.

Li Shichu was listening to the couple's quarrel in the corner outside the ward. Looking at Chu Yan's desolate back, he sighed. Why do some people seem to have no mouth? It seems that Chu Yan has feelings for He Chaoyan. How did it come to this?

Forget it, these are other people’s emotional issues, and as an outsider, she should not say too much.

Li Shichu waited for more than ten minutes before pretending to have just arrived at the hospital and entered He Chaoyan's ward carrying chicken soup.

At this time, He Chaoyan had calmed down, as if nothing had happened, and there was no sign that she had ever had an argument with her husband.

"What delicious food did you bring for me?" He Chaoyan asked with a smile, looking at the thermos bucket in Li Shichu's hand.

"This chicken soup has a lot of tonic herbs in it and has been simmered for several hours. It's a good deal for you." Li Shichu put the thermos on the bedside table, took out a bowl from the refrigerator, and scooped a bowl of soup for her.

He Chaoyan was forcing herself to smile, feeling very depressed inside. But when she smelled the fragrance of the chicken soup that Li Shichu brought, her discomfort instantly disappeared. She immediately looked at the chicken soup that Li Shichu served her with great anticipation, and said excitedly, "Shichu, your chicken soup smells so good. I know it's delicious as soon as I smell it."

"Of course. The chicken I use to make the soup is a natural free-range chicken. The medicinal herbs are also wild and have absolutely mild properties. Plus with my cooking skills, of course it can't be bad." Li Shichu said proudly. The ingredients she used to make the soup were all from the companion space, so how could it not taste good?

He Chaoyan was drinking so much that her face was almost buried in the bowl. After finishing the soup, she did not let go of the chicken in it and ate it with relish.

Li Shichu brought a whole thermos bucket of chicken soup. The soup and meat together made for a pretty big volume, but He Chaoyan finished it all by herself.

"Don't you feel bloated?" Li Shichu glanced at her belly and asked, "Are you afraid that the wound will burst?"

"No, even if I could, I would have to finish eating first!" He Chaoyan answered without hesitation.

Li Shichu rolled his eyes and snatched the bowl from her.

"Shichu, Chuchu, can you make soup for me next time?" He Chaoyan said coquettishly while holding Li Shichu's hand.

"We just finished drinking this time, and you're already thinking about the next time?" Li Shichu said in disbelief.

"Hey, who made the soup you cooked so delicious?" He Chaoyan winked at her without any politeness.

"I won't endure it. I'm not your nanny. I cooked for you this time because I felt sorry for you. Don't worry about it in the future." Li Shichu snorted.

"Oh, Shi Chu, just promise me! Please do it because I'm injured! Don't you want to help me realize such a small wish of mine?" It seemed that He Chaoyan was dependent on her.

Unfortunately, Li Shichu had a heart of stone: "No matter how much you act like a spoiled child, I won't agree to your request. If you want chicken soup, I can go to the restaurant and buy it for you."

"How can the food in the restaurant be as delicious as yours?" He Chaoyan sighed in disappointment, and glanced at Li Shichu deliberately, hoping that she would soften her heart and change her mind.

(End of this chapter)