"Xuezhi...Xuezhi..." Li Xiumei had pain in her cervical vertebrae, back, neck, and head. She felt uncomfortable all over her body. She cried out weakly.

How come you haven't cooked the old hen soup yet?

She was already very hungry and would have eaten by this time.

At this time, Su Xuezhi hurriedly walked towards the house, her hair was wet and a bit messy, and she exuded a foul smell of chicken shit, "Aunt Li, I'm sorry, I have never caught a chicken before, I tried for a long time but failed to catch this old hen... and I was covered in shit..."

Li Xiumei knew that she couldn't blame Su Xuezhi. After all, Su Xuezhi had been a well-fed elder sister since she was a child. How could she have done such a job?

Only that wild girl Lin Xuanxuan was used to this kind of life, so she was very adept at it.

"Then please make me some rice porridge. It's okay to just drink some porridge." Li Xiumei said weakly while lying on the bed.

She has been hungry for some time and has a stomachache.

"I'm sorry, Aunt Li. My friend from the cultural troupe just called me and said they're going to rehearse the show..." Su Xuezhi's face was full of guilt. "How about you eat a cake to fill your stomach?"

As she spoke, Su Xuezhi walked towards the kitchen, took out a large pancake from the pot and handed it to Li Xiumei.

Li Xiumei weakly reached out her hand to take it, touched the hard cake, and frowned, "But this cake..."

"I'm sorry, Aunt Li. I have to leave quickly." Su Xuezhi said guiltily, and then ran away.

Li Xiumei looked at the hard cake in her hand. It was so hard that it would hurt her teeth every time she bit it. She was old and her teeth were not in good condition, so she could only eat something soft.

How could she swallow this?

Li Xiumei sighed. She was starving and had no choice but to tear the cake in half and try to bite the softer filling inside.

The big hard biscuits hurt my teeth, and I had to stretch my neck to swallow them. Even if I chewed the hard biscuits, they would still stick in my throat, like a knife.

If only Lin Xuanxuan were still here, she would definitely steam all the pancakes in the pot until they were soft and rotten, and would definitely make her a pot of golden rice porridge and stew her fragrant and rich old hen soup.

Although she looked down on this daughter-in-law, she was really useful at the critical moment.

On the contrary, although she liked Su Xuezhi more, when she was sick, Su Xuezhi could not help her at all and could not even heat up a meal for her.

At this moment, Li Xiumei had never missed Lin Xuanxuan as much as she did now.

…

In the infirmary.

After Ji Qingping fell into a coma, the old military doctor gave him an IV drip, and not long after, he opened his eyes.

"Xuanxuan..." Ji Qingping pursed his dry lips, pulled out the needle from his hand, and without caring about the bean-sized blood beads on the back of his hand, he walked towards Lin Xuanxuan's bed.

At this time, Lin Xuanxuan's face was pale and almost transparent. She lay weakly on the hospital bed and still hadn't woken up.

"Doctor, when will my wife wake up?" Ji Qingping's eyes turned red and he looked at the old military doctor not far away.

"That depends on her. Every case is different." The old military doctor, who was busy treating other patients, said.

Ji Qingping sat beside Lin Xuanxuan's bed. He saw that Lin Xuanxuan was still wearing that wet skirt. He said hoarsely, "Xuanxuan, wait a minute. I'll get you some clothes."

Before leaving, Ji Qingping looked at the old military doctor and said, "Doctor, please take care of my wife. I will go home and get her some clean clothes. I will be back soon."

"Okay, go ahead." The old military doctor was busy and said without raising his head.

Ji Qingping staggered away, and he ran all the way home.

"Qingping, you're awake..." Li Xiumei heard the noise in the living room, "My cervical spondylosis is acting up, can you give me a massage..."

"Mom, don't you like Su Xuezhi the most? Let her give you a massage. Xuanxuan has no one to take care of her in the hospital. I have to go and accompany her." After saying that, Ji Qingping stood up and rushed to the master bedroom to start packing.

Xuanxuan is very weak now and will probably have to stay in the infirmary for a while.

He had to pack the clothes she would need to change during this period, some underwear, and the dishes and chopsticks for eating.

Ji Qingping opened the closet——

Most of the clothes hanging on the clothes racks were her own, but very few belonged to Lin Xuanxuan.

Lin Xuanxuan's clothes for all seasons in recent years are not as many as Li Xiumei's clothes for one summer.

Moreover, most of the clothes in it were old styles for several years. Only two pieces of clothes were new. One was a white dress that Shen Li gave to Xuan Xuan, and the other was bought by Xuan Xuan herself after receiving her salary...

Li Xiumei buys new clothes every year, every quarter, and every month.

Apart from these two relatively fashionable clothes, Lin Xuanxuan has no other clothes.

Look at the shoes again… The rest of them were torn, and some of the soles were cracked. She only had two new pairs of shoes, one pair was given to her by Shen Li, and the other pair was bought by Xuan Xuan herself with her salary.

And underwear, these clothes are all washed and worn out.

Last season, Qingping didn't realize that Xuanxuan had suffered so much in this family despite working so hard. She couldn't even buy a few new clothes after getting married for so long...

Ji Qingping felt more and more sad and unhappy.

After packing his clothes and daily necessities, Ji Qingping hurriedly left for the hospital.

…

Ji Qingping changed Lin Xuanxuan into clean clothes and wiped her hair. He held Lin Xuanxuan's cool hand and put it against his face, "Xuanxuan, wake up soon."

The man's eyes were red as he looked at the weak woman lying on the bed. He said hoarsely.

Ji Qingping sat by the bed and watched over Lin Xuanxuan for a day and a night. Finally, Lin Xuanxuan opened her eyes.

"Xuanxuan, you're finally awake!" Ji Qingping had dark circles under his eyes, and there was blue stubble on his face. He looked at Lin Xuanxuan excitedly with a pair of bloodshot eyes.

"Child...my child..." Lin Xuanxuan said anxiously, her palm falling on her abdomen.

"Xuanxuan, you are still very young, and you will have children later." Ji Qingping's voice was hoarse, and he didn't dare to look into Lin Xuanxuan's eyes.

Lin Xuanxuan looked at him in surprise.

At this moment, she realized his subtitles.

Her child...is gone...

"Xuanxuan, are you thirsty? I'll go get you some water." As he said that, Ji Qingping let go of Lin Xuanxuan's hand, stood up and poured her a glass of water.

When the glass of water was about to Lin Xuanxuan's lips, she raised her hand and knocked it over.

Ji Qingping was splashed with a glass of water on his face and body. He didn't care at all and wiped the water off his face. "Xuanxuan, are you hungry? I'll go buy you something to eat."

"I want to divorce you." Lin Xuanxuan's wet eyes were filled with bloodshot. She covered her belly with her hands, and tears burst out of her eyes.