Chapter 87 A Slap
Xie Peizhou clenched his fists.
Thinking of Wen Niannian's face that was extremely similar to his, he realized that she was not his biological daughter, but the daughter of Wen Ci and another man born abroad.
It’s not Wenci’s fault.
In his opinion, it was all his fault that he was cold-blooded and ruthless and used all kinds of means to force her to go abroad.
When the nurse pushed open the ward door, Song Wanqing had already left.
"How is she?" Xie Peizhou looked at the expert nervously.
The expert calmly replied, "This is what a head injury looks like. The patient must have been stimulated and lost control of her emotions. We injected her with a sedative, and she's calmed down and is now asleep."
"He was able to wake up so quickly after the operation. The brain injury should not be very serious. This is good news. The follow-up situation will only be known after the patient wakes up and shows clinical symptoms."
Xie Peizhou breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, doctor."
The expert gave some further instructions and took everyone away.
Xie Peizhou returned to the ward and looked at Wen Ci's pale face due to excessive blood loss. There was a thick bandage wrapped around her forehead. Although she did not undergo a craniotomy, she had seven stitches on her head due to heavy bleeding.
She didn't sleep well, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.
Xie Peizhou carefully wiped it off with his fingertips, leaned over and gently kissed her eyelids, his heart aching and suffocating.
"Aci, I'm sorry..."
There was deep guilt in his eyes. The only wish of Wen's parents before they died was that their daughter could live in peace and happiness. They asked him to take good care of her and raise her up.
He agreed readily, thinking he had done a good job, but he let her suffer so much alone abroad.
Xie Peizhou's eyes were moist. He took a deep breath and looked up at the ceiling.
I don’t know what he is thinking.
After a while, his caring gaze fell back on Wen Ci's frail little face. Seeing her chapped lips, he carefully used a cotton swab soaked in warm water to gently apply it until her lips regained some moisture.
"Aci, I will spend the rest of my life making up for what I owe you over the years. No matter whether you still love me or not, I will remain steadfast and love only you."
Xie Peizhou put the cup back on the bedside table and once again saw the file bag stained with Wen Ci's blood.
His dark eyes darkened, and he thought of something. He stood up and walked away from Wen Ci, walked to the window and made a phone call.
The answer was quick and respectful, "Sir."
Xie Peizhou looked at Wen Ci on the hospital bed with caring eyes and said softly, "Aunt Zhou, let Nian Nian answer the phone."
"Yes, sir."
Xie Peizhou held the phone, and soon he heard his daughter's soft and slightly defensive voice on the other end of the line, "Uncle?"
Xie Peizhou pursed his lips. He had complicated feelings towards Nian Nian.
After a pause, he said in a gentle voice, "Nian Nian, are you ready to rest?"
Wen Niannian said, "No, I'm waiting for Mommy to come back. Mommy said she would have dinner with Grandpa Lu in the evening and would be back soon, but she hasn't come back yet. I'm waiting for her and I'm very worried about her."
Xie Peizhou's heart softened when he heard her caring tone, and his tone became softer. "Niannian, Mommy won't be back tonight. She forgot to tell you, so she asked me to call you and tell you that she has to work overtime and will be away on business for a few days. She can't use her phone, so please listen to Aunt Zhou."
"Really?"
"Of course, why would Uncle Grandpa lie to you?"
On the other end of the phone, Wen Niannian held Grandma Zhou's phone without saying anything.
Just then, Grandma Zhou stood up and walked towards the bathroom.
Wen Niannian said "Oh" and suddenly changed the subject: "Uncle, did you dislike my mommy in the past?"
Xie Peizhou's breathing stagnated, his dark eyes staring at Wen Ci, who was lying on the bed with a tranquilizer, and he opened his mouth, "No, why do you ask?"
Wen Niannian said, "Because Mommy has been having nightmares every night recently. She cries very sadly in her dreams and keeps asking you not to hate her and not to force her to go abroad. She doesn't want to go abroad alone."
"Every morning I wake up, Mommy's pillow is wet."
Xie Peizhou's heart tightened, his eyes filled with guilt and regret.
"sorry……"
He was sorry for her and he owed her deeply.
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Under the effect of the sedative, Wen Ci slept for twelve hours.
Xie Peizhou held her hand and stood by the bedside. The moment Wen Ci woke up, he wanted to explain to her what happened that year. He really didn't hate her. It was his fault that he forced her to go abroad. He didn't think it through. He didn't see his own feelings clearly. Everything was his fault.
The sunlight poured in from the window. Wen Ci's pale lips moved and she spoke weakly, "Water, I want to drink water..."
"Aci, are you awake?"
Xie Peizhou's tone was full of surprise. He held Wen Ci's hand tightly, listened carefully to what she said, carefully adjusted the angle of the bed, and handed the warm water to her lips.
Wen Ci's throat was so dry that it felt like smoking, and she slowly drank a glass of warm water.
My head hurts, my brain feels dizzy, and my eyelids slowly open, and what comes into view is a dignified, cold, and extremely tired face.
"Aci, do you want some more water? Are you feeling unwell?"
Wen Ci looked at him in confusion, "Who are you?"
She pressed her hand against her chest, a needle still inserted into the back of her pale hand. "Who am I? Where am I? What's wrong with me..."
Xie Peizhou's back stiffened. Looking at her confused and helpless expression, his heart felt as if it had been bitten by a poisonous snake, and the venom spread throughout his meridians.
He was afraid of scaring her, so he spoke gently, "Aci, don't be afraid. Your name is Wen Ci, and this is the hospital. You were in a car accident last night and hit your head, so you may not remember some things for a while."
Wen Ci touched her head and it was indeed very painful, and it was wrapped in bandages.
The feeling of not being able to remember anything is really scary. Wen Ci doesn't even know whether the person in front of her is a good person or a bad person.
“This is your phone.”
Xie Peizhou handed Wen Ci's phone to her, hoping she could remember something.
Wen Ci took it and unlocked the phone directly with her face.
It was indeed her cell phone.
She opened the album and saw nearly three thousand photos. Most of the portraits featured a soft and cute girl who looked 70% like the man in front of her.
Wen Ci's eyes were confused as she flipped through the photos one by one with her fingertips. She came across a photo of her and Xie Peizhou holding a Snow White cake with her daughter on Nian Nian's fifth birthday.
Xie Peizhou said softly, "Aci, this is Nian Nian, your daughter."
"and you?"
Wen Ci raised her eyes to look at him, her pupils trembling, and a blush crossed her pale face, "Are you my husband?"
Xie Peizhou's heart skipped a beat. The word "husband" came out of Wen Ci's mouth and reached his eardrums. He couldn't help swallowing.
Wen Ci has lost her memory.
He opened his thin lips, thinking about how to answer this question.
Suddenly, a loud slap landed on his left cheek.
Instantly, my left cheek felt a burning pain.
Xie Peizhou frowned and held Wen Ci's red palm distressedly, "Does it hurt?"
"Aci, what's wrong with you?"
"Did you remember something?"
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