Chapter 127
Zhong Qiao looked at him steadily for a while, then chuckled, "Mr. Ji, I don't think we're that familiar with each other yet. Why should I tell you about my affairs?"
Her beautiful eyes reflected the strands of rain outside the window, which was breathtakingly beautiful.
Ji Hebai was stunned, then turned his head away and stopped talking.
After a moment, he said with some difficulty: "I'm sorry, I offended you."
Now they were still riding in someone else's car to go home, and Zhong Qiao didn't want to be rude to them, so as not to make things too awkward. So he said it was okay and went to look out the window alone.
Ji Hebai touched her shoulder cautiously. Zhong Qiao turned her head and saw that the plum cake in the oil paper package was still emitting heat and fragrance. He held it and handed it to her as if he was holding his true heart.
"Just consider it an apology."
There was a heavy rain outside the window, and the rain hit the car window, making a crackling and rhythmic sound. In the hazy moonlight, Zhong Qiao looked up at Ji Hebai. His clear eyes contained some obvious concern and sincerity.
Looking at the plum cake in his hand, Zhong Qiao wanted to refuse. She hadn't eaten such a sweet cake for a long time. She always loved to eat it when she was studying in her previous life, but now this body contains a soul that has lived two lifetimes.
Plum cake is too sweet and she has stopped liking it a long time ago.
But for some unknown reason, Zhong Qiao still took it, held it between his fingertips and observed it with interest, and finally took a small bite.
It tastes soft and sticky at first, and then has just the right sweetness, exactly the same as I remember.
Zhong Qiao ate a piece of it as a token of his apology to Ji Hebai.
The two looked at each other in silence. On the way, Xiao Shen looked through the rearview mirror and didn't dare to speak, for fear of offending Zhong Qiao.
Zhong Qiao leaned against the car window. His clothes were wet from the rain and stuck to his skin, giving him goose bumps. He felt a slight headache and felt drowsy.
But she still cheered herself up and pinched her thighs to stay awake. About half an hour later, they seemed to have passed a muddy path that was not easy to walk on. They heard a dog barking and Zhong Qiao was gently shaken by someone.
"Zhong Qiao, we're home."
Zhong Qiao remained indifferent, feeling cold all over and then hot again.
For some reason, she always felt that the voice sounded familiar, very much like the voice of the person she saw on TV in her previous life, but she had no connection with that person.
It was a disfigured man whose name she couldn't remember.
His consciousness became increasingly confused, and Zhong Qiao suddenly felt his body become light, as if someone had touched his forehead and then picked him up. He leaned against the warm body, feeling as if he was in the clouds.
Then the sound of conversation was heard.
"Uncle and aunt, she seems to have a fever. Can I go in and help her first?"
Zhong Qiao could vaguely hear what his parents said after that, but judging from the frequency of their movements, he knew they agreed.
Zhong Qiao fainted with his body placed in the soft quilt. When he woke up again, it was already the next day.
She only had to turn her head to see the plum cake on the bedside table.
There were three portions that had not been unpacked, and even the oil paper wrapping was not wet, which showed that they were well taken care of by the owner.
"mom."
Zhong Qiao struggled to get up from the soft quilt. When he raised his hand, he found that he was still receiving an IV drip on the back of his hand, and his clothes had been changed into clean new ones.
Hearing the noise in the room, Zhong's mother hurried over.
"Oh, little ancestor, please don't get up." She quickly took out the pillow behind Zhong Qiao and put it on her back. "You were so weak, and you didn't even tell us. And you got caught in the rain. Are you going to keep your body? If He Bai hadn't brought you back, we wouldn't know where you were."
Mr. Zhong also walked in: "If you hadn't come back last night, your mother and I would have called the police."
Zhong Qiao knew that they were blaming her for running around without saying hello, so she had to apologize, "It happened suddenly yesterday." She simply recounted everything that had happened.
Father Zhong understood: "There is such a thing. No wonder you ran so fast. I have never seen you so anxious before."
Mother Zhong asked, "Do you remember how you fainted?"
Zhong Qiao shook her head: "I don't remember." She really didn't remember, but she thought it was because she was caught in the rain and caught a cold.
Mother Zhong sighed, "I told you long ago that you didn't take good care of yourself during the confinement period. I also told you not to work so hard, but you just wouldn't listen. He Bai checked it out for you. You're working so hard before you even finished your confinement period, and you were caught in the rain, which caused your confinement illness to flare up."
"Postpartum sickness?"
Zhong Qiao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that he had been suffering from abdominal pain for some time, some minor ailments that were difficult to talk about. He thought they were minor problems, but he didn't expect that the root of the problem had already been buried here.
Mother Zhong: "I usually provide you with good food and drink to prevent you from suffering from postpartum illness for the rest of your life. I didn't expect that it can't be prevented. Why don't you stop working for a while and take care of Jingui's child so that you can get better."
"He Baike said, your body is short of Qi and blood. If you don't replenish your body in time and take good care of yourself, you will have more and more minor ailments when you are old, and even a Daluo Jinxian can't save you."
Zhong Qiao noticed something wrong in her tone: "Mom, you always called me by my name before, why did you suddenly call me Hebai?" And you called me so intimately.
"That's not the point." Mother Zhong waved her hands randomly. "The problem is your current physical condition. He Bai is a doctor. He said he would send you medicinal food later. You have to listen to him carefully!"
Mr. Zhong echoed: "Since everyone says so, just stay home and take care of the baby."
Zhong Qiao looked at the two people who had been brainwashed by Ji Hebai without knowing when, and felt helpless: "Didn't you tell me to avoid him before? How come you suddenly trust him so much?"
"That's different." Mother Zhong's face flushed red and then pale. "You don't know, we used to be prejudiced against him, but he's actually a very good person."
"Last night, your father and I waited for you for a long time. As soon as we opened the door, we saw He Bai, the kid, wrapping you up tightly in clothes and carrying you home. Just think about how thoughtful he was. We used to always say bad things about him and had to avoid him, but he saved you regardless of the past. It's so hard."
Zhong Qiao was also a little surprised when he heard this.
If he carried her home with his own clothes, wouldn't he be soaked? Even in this situation, he still didn't forget to help her see a doctor.
"Here." Father Zhong picked up the cake on the bedside table, "And this, specially given to our family. I saw it, it was hidden under the clothes, and it wasn't wet at all."
Both Mr. and Mrs. Zhong were very satisfied with the child. At the same time, they could see Ji Hebai's intentions towards their daughter, but they were also worried. After all, there were still unresolved misunderstandings between the Zhong family and the Ji family. Things were different now. Even if Ji Hebai liked the child, the Zhong family would not agree.
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