"Huahua, are you alright?" Ye Muchen finally entered the room. In the dim light, he saw Jiang Hua's face and was suddenly startled. His instincts beat his conscious mind, and he immediately hugged her.
Jiang Hua's mind was a mess. She wanted to say something, but her mouth felt dry. After sleeping, her throat hurt even more. It wasn't until a large hand covered her forehead that she murmured, "So cold."
"You have a fever." Ye Muchen's heart ached. Without saying a word, he picked her up, carried her out of the house, hooked the door shut with his long legs, and took her directly to the hospital.
After the emergency room doctor finished his work, Ye Mucheng returned with food and quietly stood by the bedside. When he saw Jiang Hua's pale and thin hand outside the blanket, he frowned slightly.
The doctor's words still echoed in his ears, and he felt waves of heartache.
Pregnancy, anxiety, panic, and no one to care for her—the situation far exceeded his expectations. She had endured it all alone, without uttering a sound; how utterly isolated and helpless she must have felt.
When Jiang Hua woke up from her deep sleep, it was already bright outside. The morning sun shone brightly into the room, creating a peaceful and warm atmosphere. She turned her head and saw half of a face nestled in her palm. She felt that yesterday's memories, like the sunlight, were slowly shining into her heart. Although they were blurry, they gradually became clearer.
She didn't need to look closely; just from his silhouette, she knew who this man was. No matter how many years had passed, no matter what they had been through, he had always stood by her side.
It would be a lie to say she wasn't moved. At that moment, her heart softened unexpectedly. She sighed softly. Let's forget about those unpleasant things. From now on, we'll just be ordinary friends.
When she covered Ye Muchen with the blanket, he had already opened his eyes, looking at her with a somewhat confused and innocent expression, just like when he was young. When he came to his senses, his gaze changed from bewilderment to fervor, and he looked straight at her, the deep affection in his eyes impossible to hide.
Jiang Hua suddenly couldn't bear to look into his direct gaze, and looked away averted her eyes, whispering, "Thank you for yesterday."
Her voice was still hoarse, which made Ye Muchen feel even more sorry for her. He wanted to hug her, but he could sense her resistance, so he could only hold her hand tightly and say as softly as possible, "Huahua, no matter what happens, you have to take good care of yourself."
Jiang Hua gave a bitter smile. She knew her own situation, especially with the baby on the way. But with one thing after another happening, she had clearly reached her limit to hold on until now.
Ye Muchen asked her seemingly casually, "Where's Su Wenwen? I heard from the security guard that you're the only one home." He deliberately ignored the other things the security guard said, not wanting to bother her.
"Wenwen has been taken in as an apprentice by a design master and is temporarily studying abroad. It is estimated that she will not be able to return for some time."
Ye Muchen frowned, staring at her frail body, and sighed, "Your condition isn't very good right now. Someone needs to take care of you. It's too inconvenient for you to live alone. The doctor said you need to stay in the hospital for a few days. If you don't mind, how about I stay and take care of you?"
He spoke very cautiously, his eyes filled with a glimmer of hope. Jiang Hua wanted to refuse, but she had no one to take care of her. She was embarrassed to go to Gu Cheng; he wasn't married to Su Wenwen yet, and they were complete strangers.
Seeing her hesitation, Ye Muchen pressed on, "I'll bring you three meals a day and find a caregiver to look after you at night, is that alright?"
He couldn't completely delegate authority over company matters, and he was also aware of her concerns. After all, she was pregnant. Although he hadn't asked in detail, he could guess that the child was probably Gu Yiming's.
It was a compromise, and Ye Muchen was quite sincere, so Jiang Hua had no choice but to agree.
Ye Muchen's face immediately lit up with joy, his previous dejection gone. He busied himself buying her nutritional supplements and hiring someone to take care of her that night. Jiang Hua felt she wasn't that weak and stopped him, saying, "We don't need a caregiver. There are nurses here. If I need anything tonight, I can probably find someone. There's no need to go to so much trouble."
Ultimately, she didn't want to owe Ye Mucheng too much.
Ye Mucheng had no choice but to give up. He bought lunch and came back at noon. He kept going out to answer phone calls, but Jiang Hua told him to go back and get busy, and that she was fine.
"Okay, take good care of yourself. If I can't come over tonight, order takeout yourself. The business card is in the cabinet, you can reach it with your hand. I'll settle the bill together at the end." Ye Mucheng was extremely thoughtful in everything he did, whether as a couple or friends, there was nothing to criticize.
Once he left, Jiang Hua breathed a sigh of relief. Even if the two reconciled, something would remain between them, and they could never go back to the way things were. She simply couldn't reciprocate his feelings.
The doctor came to check on her in the afternoon and left only after confirming that she was alright.
As soon as the doctor returned to his office, a middle-aged man wearing glasses was waiting inside. He extended his hand to the doctor and said, "Hello, I am Ms. Jiang's husband's assistant. I would like to ask the doctor how Ms. Jiang is doing?"
The doctor didn't remember Ye Mucheng. He had been seen by the emergency room doctor last night, and during their shift change, he had only listened briefly. He knew that a pregnant woman had been brought in last night, and he had also overheard the nurses gossiping about how handsome the pregnant woman's husband was. However, he was also pleased that the man cared so much about his wife, even sending someone over after she left. As a doctor, he felt less angry than before, but his tone was still not very pleasant: "The pregnant woman has been pregnant for so long, she can't afford to be emotionally agitated, and she's also clearly malnourished. She's facing internal and external troubles, there's nothing good about her. Luckily, the baby in her belly is strong and hasn't been harmed. Otherwise, your boss won't even know where to turn when he's crying."
The middle-aged man was embarrassed by the reprimand, adjusted his glasses, and patiently continued to listen.
"The pregnant woman needs to get enough sleep and rest right now. Creating a good environment is very important. Remember to go along with her in everything and avoid arguing. I rarely see pregnant women who are so thin that they look emaciated. She is so anxious and depressed, she is obviously worried all the time. In the long run, the baby will also be affected. If you really want what's best for her and the baby, you should try to be tolerant."
The doctor, unaware of the details, couldn't offer much comment. Perhaps it wasn't a problem in the couple's relationship, but rather some other family matter. He was simply providing advice from a professional perspective.
The middle-aged man nodded in agreement, and as he left the office, he glanced at Jiang Hua's hospital room, frowned, and left.
Before getting into the car, he carefully considered his words, then called his boss to report on the day's earnings.
"What? How come the situation is so bad? Is no one taking care of her?" The originally cold tone suddenly rose several decibels.
The middle-aged man revealed all the information he had gathered before coming to the hospital: "My wife's friend is said to have gone abroad, she has been living alone, and the property management also said that she had received threats before."
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