"Mommy, I'm so hot, I want to eat watermelon." Lele was sweating profusely from playing, and her sweet, childlike voice warmed Bai Zhi's heart.

"Okay, Mom will go to the kitchen to get it for you. You rest for a while. Look how sweaty you are, let Mom wipe you down." Bai Zhi said, holding a towel. The big towel wrapped around his wet, short hair and head. Bai Zhi rubbed his head and wiped the sweat off his hair.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Zhi went to the kitchen.

She walked to the kitchen doorway, where Ou Zihan was making squid skewers for her with his back to her. He was frying them very carefully, tasting them from time to time and adding seasonings as if afraid that they wouldn't taste good.

She looked around the stove and saw all the prepared ingredients, chopped vegetables, and chopped scallions, ginger, and garlic, all neatly arranged in small stacks. She was particularly amazed. Zihan had been cooking a lot lately, and he was becoming more and more skilled at it.

She still vividly remembers the first time he entered the kitchen, turning it into a smoke-filled battlefield and almost causing a fire.

Seeing how busy he was for her, her heart was touched again. She was so lucky; Zihan was truly an impeccable man.

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That's why people say that husbands who can cook are the cutest. Why does she feel like she loves him even more now?

Just as she was about to step into the kitchen, she suddenly saw Ou Zihan cough violently. He turned off the gas stove, hunched over, clutching his chest and coughing desperately. His whole body was trembling as if he was coughing his lungs out!

Looking at his retreating figure with a pang of heartache, Bai Zhi's heart sank suddenly!

He took two steps to the sink, and with a "plop," he spat out a mouthful of blood, which splattered everywhere, staining the white sink red. The bright red stain was shocking to behold.

Seeing the bright red stain, Ou Zihan's heart sank, and a deep sadness flashed in his dark eyes. The interval between his vomiting blood had shortened again, from once every two days to once a day. It seemed that death was getting closer and closer to him and would soon drag him into hell!

He was filled with panic and anguish. "Xiaozhi, Lele, what should I do? I can't bear to leave you..."

Bai Zhi was terrified. Her dark eyes were filled with extreme panic. What happened to Zi Han? Why would she suddenly vomit blood? As a doctor, she naturally knew that vomiting blood was a life-threatening condition!

Her fingers were trembling uncontrollably! She hurriedly took a step forward, about to run over to see him.

Who knows?

Ou Zihan quickly turned on the tap. Under the rushing water, he bent down, lowered his head, and rinsed the blood off his lips in the strong water. Then, he took a rag and wiped the blood off the sink, then turned off the tap.

He then noticed a drop of blood on the wall above the faucet. He took a rag and wiped it clean, then threw the bloodstained rag into the trash can.

He had just thrown it in when he felt uneasy again. He grabbed a roll of toilet paper from the side, tore it up, crumpled it into balls, and threw them into the trash can. He threw in many paper balls until the bloody rag was completely buried before he felt at ease.

Seeing this, Bai Zhi gently lowered her foot, which she had raised. She covered her mouth to stop herself from crying out loud, her eyes filled with tears. Zi Han was intentionally hiding his illness from her, not wanting her to know.

Was he afraid she would worry and be sad? If so, then this disease is even more terrifying!

Since that's the case, if she asks him directly, he definitely won't tell her the truth. She can only go along with him, pretend she doesn't know, and then secretly try to find out about his condition.

What terrible disease does Zihan have that requires such secrecy?

Her fingers twisted the hem of her clothes, her heart filled with panic. A thousand thoughts raced through her mind. She fiercely cut off her terrifying thoughts. No, it can't be like this, Zihan would never be so miserable!

Then, Ou Zihan clutched her chest, clenched her teeth, her face contorted in pain, and her forehead was covered in a fine layer of sweat.

He took out a medicine bottle from his pocket, poured out a few pills and ate them, then took a sip of water. He rested for a while, leaning against the edge of the jade stove.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he casually put the squid skewers on a plate, and then scooped the noodles out of the soup pot, making three plates of noodles, each topped with his homemade Italian sauce.

Then, looking at his masterpiece, he picked up another strand of spaghetti and tasted it, still not entirely convinced. Immediately afterwards, a satisfied smile curved his handsome face. "Hmm, not bad. It seems my cooking skills are getting better and better. Even I'm surprised. Xiaozhi and Lele will definitely like it."

He muttered to himself, preparing to pick up his masterpiece and show it off.

He's so sick? Yet he's enduring such excruciating pain to personally cook her and her child's favorite dishes? Her heart ached terribly, and tears streamed down her pale cheeks.

Seeing that he was about to turn away, Bai Zhi quickly wiped away her tears, pretending not to have seen anything, and forced a smile. "Zihan, is dinner ready? Lele and I are so hungry." She forced her voice to remain calm and sound relaxed as she walked towards him.

"It's ready, we can serve the food now." Ou Zihan's magnetic voice rang out as he picked up two plates of spaghetti and turned to look at the woman beside him.

"Hey, baby, why are your eyes so red? Did you cry? What happened?" He put the plate he was holding back down on the stove, gently stroking her hair with his large hand, his dark eyes fixed on her face, filled with deep heartache and worry.

Seeing his beloved woman shed tears made him feel terrible.

Why was she crying? A sudden chill ran through him. Had Xiao Zhi seen him cough up blood? His face paled even more. He had hoped to spend his final days happily with Xiao Zhi, to see her joyful smile every day. But alas…

He didn't want to see Xiaozhi worrying about him and shedding tears for him every day.

That would be worse than death for him.

He took a deep breath, his heart aching as if it were being crushed by a road roller.

Seeing her face reflected entirely in his dark eyes, and hearing the pain and worry in his gaze, her heart almost broke. He had such a serious illness? And he was still worried about her?

For a moment, she felt so uncomfortable that she couldn't breathe.

However, she had to pretend to be clueless in order to put his mind at ease.

"I think I rubbed it, and a single eyelash just fell into my right eye. It hurts so much." She said softly, pretending to rub her eyes, but her heart was filled with bitterness.

Fortunately, she didn't see him vomit blood, and Ou Zihan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why did it take you so long to say that? It must be so uncomfortable to have an eyelash stuck in your eye. How could you possibly rub it out yourself? You're such an idiot. Let me see for myself." Ou Zihan said.

Is it uncomfortable to have eyelashes poking into your eyes? Or is it uncomfortable to have chest pain and vomit blood? Bai Zhi was almost in tears.

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