Chapter 9 Let Him Have It
Being lectured by Sister-in-law Li, Jiang Zhixun touched the tip of his nose awkwardly.
Trying to explain myself, "She didn't listen."
The tone of blaming the child made Mrs. Li's mouth twitch.
I thought, those who know the inside story will understand that they are a couple, while those who don’t would think that they are an elder teaching a child a lesson.
He coughed falsely, "If you speak in a better tone, your wife will listen."
Jiang Zhixun felt even more uncomfortable when he heard her calling him daughter-in-law all the time.
With outsiders present, he didn't dare to ask any more about what happened on the train. He just stood by the bed, wanting to see how long Shen Qingqing could be stubborn.
Shen Qingqing had a fever, and it came and went.
I felt a little cold and curled up subconsciously.
She had originally thought that since Sister-in-law Li arrived earlier than her, she would talk to Jiang Zhixun about the divorce after the other person finished the infusion and left the ward.
Unexpectedly, I fell asleep in a daze.
Jiang Zhixun looked at his watch several times. Mrs. Li from next door had already left, but Shen Qingqing had not yet come out from under the quilt.
He knocked on the table beside the bed and said, "Shen Qingqing, the story is not over yet. There is no point in running away!"
The air was silent and no one responded.
Jiang Zhixun's eyebrows were about to be knotted into a knot. He paused and lifted the quilt.
After seeing the situation under the quilt, he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
Shen Qingqing's cheeks were flushed with a sickly red, her breathing was difficult, and because of the previous pulling, a few strands of hair fell down.
It was cluttered around her face and neck.
Jiang Zhixun subconsciously looked at her hand receiving the infusion. It was not swollen and there was no blood returning. He felt inexplicably relieved.
Secure her hand where the IV is going to go to prevent her from accidentally getting it scratched.
Then he covered the person with a quilt, covering every part of the person tightly except for the little face.
Although he had no experience in taking care of people, Jiang Zhixun was able to take care of himself and did not disturb Shen Qingqing during the whole process.
After doing all this, he sat back in his chair.
There was nowhere to rest my eyes, and before I knew it, they were fixed on the bed.
This was the first time Jiang Zhixun saw Shen Qingqing so fragile.
I guessed that she might have been frightened on the train, didn't get enough rest, and was not used to the climate there, which is why she became so seriously ill.
The emotions provoked by Shen Qingqing slowly subsided.
Jiang Zhixun pinched his eyebrows.
He shouldn't be angry with Shen Qingqing.
As long as we reduce the chances of contact with her, she will see no hope and will naturally return to Beijing.
Suddenly, Jiang Zhixun thought of what his mother said on the phone.
divorce……
If Shen Qingqing wanted to divorce, he agreed.
If she doesn't want to divorce, then they can continue with the previous model and he will send her allowance on time.
Jiang Zhixun no longer wanted to think about whether getting the marriage certificate was a calculation or not.
He has no plans to get married a second time, and he doesn't have anyone he likes, so there is no such thing as delaying the relationship.
As long as Shen Qingqing doesn't feel that she is being delayed, between them... let it be like this.
After staying by the bed for a long time, until the infusion was finished and the needle was removed, Jiang Zhixun patted Shen Qingqing on the shoulder.
"Wake up, go back to the guesthouse and sleep again."
Maybe it was because she was weak, or maybe it was because the medicine was taking effect, Shen Qingqing slept very soundly.
The man's voice reached his ears, and he woke up slowly.
In front of her was a cold and handsome face. The person she had thought about and dreamed of countless times appeared before her. Shen Qingqing blinked.
"Jiang Zhixun?"
Jiang Zhixun looked at her expressionlessly, "Did you fall asleep?"
Shen Qingqing's eyes gradually became clear. She quickly sat up and subconsciously touched her coat pocket.
There was a small notebook and a pen in it, which allowed her to record important things at any time.
In case you forget suddenly and cause other troubles.
Jiang Zhixun looked at her suspiciously and said, "I never noticed you were so confused before. Are you still dizzy?"
Shen Qingqing bent down to put on her shoes and replied without looking up, "Then just think of me as dizzy."
Her tone was obviously calm, but for some reason, Jiang Zhixun felt that her words were sarcastic and hurtful.
He tilted his head and took a deep breath, telling himself again not to bother with the patient.
Shen Qingqing had already put on her shoes and was putting on her scarf.
She didn't say anything, and Jiang Zhixun felt something was wrong.
He rubbed his fingers and suddenly said, "Mom asked you to call her back."
Shen Qingqing paused as she tied her scarf around her neck.
She didn't mention the divorce to the Jiang family because she was afraid that the elders would object.
After all, there are very few divorced people around us, and it is difficult for the elders to accept this kind of thing.
But now that she has come to the Northwest, she can no longer hide the matter, so she might as well confront them.
Shen Qingqing took her things and left the ward first.
I went to the nurse's station to borrow a phone and dialed the number I had memorized.
Jiang Zhixun was standing not too far away, holding a lunch box.
The weather was cold and the lunch box had become cold. Shen Qingqing didn't even touch the steamed bun inside.
Jiang Zhixun suddenly felt like laughing.
He was really crazy. He was worried that Shen Qingqing was hungry and went out of his way to buy food for her.
She doesn't appreciate it at all!
A cold breeze blew behind her, and Shen Qingqing knew that Jiang Zhixun was looking at her.
But she didn't look back, nor was she interested in exploring Jiang Zhixun's mood.
Holding the receiver, waiting for a reply from Beijing.
Jiang's mother was worried about the couple's marriage and had been waiting for Shen Qingqing's call back.
As soon as the phone rang, I picked it up immediately.
When he heard Shen Qingqing's voice, the stone in his heart eased a little.
"You were going to look for Zhixun, why didn't you tell us in advance? If I had known, I would have gone to the train station to see you off and brought some local specialties to Zhixun."
When Shen Qingqing came to the Northwest, she brought nothing with her except her daily necessities.
She didn't plan to stay here for long and would leave once she was done.
Since they are going to get divorced, they naturally won’t do anything that is thankless.
Shen Qingqing was convinced that Jiang Zhixun would not eat a single bite of the specialties she brought.
"I decided to come here on the spur of the moment, so I didn't tell you."
Jiang's mother didn't dwell on this question. "Zhixun hasn't been home for three years. It's a good opportunity for you to persuade him to come home for the New Year this year."
Shen Qingqing hummed.
She had no control over whether Jiang Zhixun would go home for the New Year, nor did she have the energy to persuade him.
While he was considering his words in his mind, he casually responded to Jiang's mother.
On the other end of the phone, Jiang's mother cursed in her heart, wondering why these two people had such personalities.
Just love to treat people perfunctorily!
No wonder the relationship between husband and wife hasn’t improved after three years.
Unlike others, who quarrel at the head of the bed and make up at the foot of the bed!
"Zhixun is worried that you won't be able to adapt to the environment there, so he has decided to apply for a transfer back to Beijing. You should be careful with what you say and do there, and don't cause any trouble that would affect his work."
The words Shen Qingqing was about to say were blocked.
Not hearing her speak, Jiang's mother continued to talk to herself: "Three years is long enough. The old man is old. Although he doesn't say it, he wants Zhixun to come back in his heart."
"Qingqing, since our family has raised you for several years, please let Zhixun take over this time, okay?"
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