Chapter 85 Awaiting Verdict

"......"

The next seven or eight days.

Cheng Jia was unusually clingy to Shi Qingci, spending almost every night at the villa in the western suburbs, indulging in extreme debauchery.

He pestered Shi Qingci to try every position he could think of.

Many times, Shi Qingci coldly refused to push him away.

They were worried that this would be bad for Cheng Jia's health.

But every time he was about to stop, Cheng Jia would reignite his anger.

Cheng Jia couldn't get enough of her. Even when her waist was so weak that she couldn't even kneel, she still tried her best to cooperate and urged Shi Qingci in a trembling voice, making her feel like she was about to die on him.

Debauchery and chaos.

They were inseparable and passionate.

The figures of the two people, entwined or embracing, filled every corner of the villa.

Cheng Jia's throat remained hoarse for many days.

"Throat lozenges." Shi Qingci held a throat lozenge between her lips and fed it to the person slumped on the sofa. Cheng Jia hadn't put her clothes on yet; perhaps the last time she wore underwear was just a few days ago.

Cheng Jia was drenched in sweat as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

Strands of hair clung to her forehead.

He opened his swollen lips, took the throat lozenge from Shi Qingci's mouth, bit it twice, and swallowed it. Shi Qingci pinched his chin, leaned down to kiss him, and searched around with her tongue but couldn't find the throat lozenge. She laughed in exasperation.

"I told you to hold it in your mouth; if you chew it, it will affect the medicine's effectiveness."

Cheng Jia didn't care about her throat anymore, and said in a hoarse voice as she hugged her, "Take me to the bathroom, my legs are weak."

If I lie down again, I'll just make the sofa dirty again.

“Just taking a shower,” Shi Qingci warned him in a low voice, moving Cheng Jiaguang’s bare arm with hickeys onto her shoulder and steadily lifting him up. “Tony called me more than a dozen times this morning. Your husband still has to earn money to support you. Be more restrained, my dear.”

Even the most difficult-to-feed livestock will endure these nine days.

They were also fed until they were stuffed.

Shi Qingci begged for mercy, even calling out to his ancestors.

In reality, her heart is so sweet it could melt in honey.

Cheng Jia is becoming more and more dependent on him.

You can feel it in the porcelain from the Qing Dynasty.

Great!

After carrying Cheng Jia to the bathroom to wash her clean, wrapping her in a bath towel, and gently placing her in bed, Shi Qingci sat down and reported her itinerary to him: "I've postponed all other meetings these past few days. I have to leave today. I'll fly to Xining this afternoon and go to England tonight. Zhou Minghe and Grandpa Zhou will also be there. It concerns a project for the development of the Jingang New Area, which is about to start."

"I'll be gone for about three days, and I'll try to come back as soon as possible."

He leaned down and kissed Cheng Jia's cheek: "You have to be good, and you're not allowed to see other people when I'm not around."

"Do you think I still have the energy to find someone else?" Cheng Jia laughed, licking his teeth and pinching Shi Qingci's abs.

Shi Qingci also smiled, her voice low: "Yes, I am completely convinced."

Unexpectedly, Cheng Jia's needs were greater than his after he started having sex.

He decided to increase his workout intensity from now on.

Otherwise, I'm really worried we won't be able to feed them enough.

Cheng Jia is like a fairy.

They're particularly good at getting back at you.

Their intimate activities these past few days have caused their relationship to progress rapidly.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they're as sweet as honey.

Romantic affairs are a stabilizer for emotions.

“…Go ahead, wait until you come back after your meeting,” Cheng Jia’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, her voice muffled, “I have something to tell you.”

He scheduled an appointment to go to the hospital for an X-ray tomorrow.

You can see the condition of cancer cells.

To know how much time you have left to live.

Shi Qingci's expression changed: "I will send people to watch over you. You will stay in the villa for the next three days and are not allowed to go out."

"?" Cheng Jia's heart tightened and she was about to sit up.

How can he get to the hospital if he's not allowed to leave the villa?

Shi Qingci pressed him down: "Lie down a little longer, I'll call the nanny to come and cook."

"Shi Qingci, I have something to do tomorrow. I need to go out alone!" Cheng Jia said, afraid that Shi Qingci would disagree. "...How about this, you can have Lin Baiyue come with me, without bodyguards. I have a phobia of your bodyguards."

He was previously beaten up by bodyguards.

Is it okay if he has a trauma?

Shi Qingci considered for a few seconds and nodded: "Okay, but what do you want to do outside?"

“Can’t I go out for a stroll? I’ve been serving you for nine days already,” Cheng Jia said, raising her hand to touch Shi Qingci’s face and casually making a request. “Remember to bring me a gift when you go to England. Um, I want an English longsword with a jeweled hilt. I’ve seen it on TV; it’s really cool.”

Anyone who obtains such a weapon...

They can draw endless courage from each other.

Cheng Jia needs it.

"......"

Shi Qingci liked to hear these words.

He liked the way Cheng Jia needed him.

Most importantly—

Asking for a gift means that Cheng Jia will be waiting to receive it.

Shi Qingci was relieved: "Okay, I will find a beautiful ancient sword and bring it back to you."

"However, with Lin Baiyue by your side, I will also have bodyguards following you at a distance. You are not allowed to refuse; this is the foundation for my ability to work with peace of mind... Do you want to go to England?"

The safest option is for him to bring Cheng Jia along.

Wherever you go, take it with you.

"I'm not going. I'm too tired to move around lately," Cheng Jia said.

That reason is probably half true and half false.

I'm really tired.

But the main reason is that I need to go to the hospital.

Shi Qingci had anticipated this: "Okay, work is boring. I'll take you out for pure fun from now on. I'll call you as soon as I land. You lie down for a while, I'll go pack my luggage, and I'll go to the airport after we've had dinner together."

He added, "Be good, and don't do anything to make me angry."

For example, dating other men and women.

Shiqing porcelain vinegar essence.

"Okay." Cheng Jia nodded.

"......"

Qingci left the villa in the western suburbs at dusk.

Cheng Jia fell asleep exhausted, waking up two or three times during the night.

He asked Lin Baiyue to pick him up by car tomorrow.

Go to the hospital for a checkup.

We have to face it eventually.

*

the next day.

It suddenly started raining in Jingang.

That's normal, though, summer is the rainiest season.

Dark clouds filled the sky above the city, and torrential rain lashed against the white sedan, which Lin Baiyue had borrowed from the studio. Two black SUVs followed far behind it.

Those were the bodyguards that Shi Qingci had arranged to accompany Cheng Jia.

He was still suspicious and afraid that Cheng Jia would leave.

Lin Baiyue waited at the traffic light, and the windshield wipers started whirring.

"Brother, why are you going to the hospital in the rain? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Go get a checkup," Cheng Jia replied weakly.

Lin Baiyue turned her head and was startled when she saw the passenger seat!

The person huddled up was wearing a black hoodie, their face even paler than when they left, so pale it was almost bloodless, their lips tightly pressed together. Looking closer...

Cheng Jia's fingers were trembling.

"......"

Lin Baiyue stopped asking questions and frowned with worry.

This look indicates that something big is about to happen.

The carriage fell into dead silence. Both of them were sweating profusely. Lin Baiyue felt that she was doomed if Cheng Jia had any health problems.

Will the album still be able to be released smoothly?

Surely Mr. Shi wouldn't withdraw his investment in him.

What disease is it? Syphilis or AIDS?

Was it infected by Kim Hyuk?

No, Cheng Jia isn't the kind of person who messes around.

Cheng Jia is more virtuous than anyone else.

With a mix of trepidation and excitement, Lin Baiyue opened an umbrella and went to the passenger seat to pick up Cheng Jia, trembling as she asked, "Is it for the urology department? Does President Shi know?"

"I don't know, don't say anything yet." Cheng Jia's soul had already flown away.

My legs felt like they were made of lead, and every step felt like a step towards death, which was indeed the case.

Waiting for the doctor to announce how long he or she will live.

Lin Baiyue helped Cheng Jia up, put the umbrella next to the doormat, and silently pressed the elevator button as they walked through the crowd, smelling the disinfectant.

only--

The department that Cheng Jia booked was different from what Lin Baiyue had expected.

It's not a men's health clinic.

It's the oncology department.

"Brother Jia." Lin Baiyue stared blankly at the department sign, her mind going blank for a moment. She couldn't remember the album; all she could think about was Cheng Jia's life.

"You, you must have dialed the wrong number. Cancer? Tumor?"

Cheng Jia waited, her face pale, for her number to be called.

His lips trembled.

"...Brother, what did you say?" Lin Baiyue asked, trying to suppress his shock as he leaned closer.

Cheng Jia: "...I want to live, I want to live."

I feel hopeless and suffocated.

Awaiting sentencing!