Chapter 2 High Fever

"Mrs. Lin, why are you here?"

Wen Qingchuan stood up and opened the door. Standing at the door was a chubby woman in a gray jacket, about forty years old, who was standing at the door and looking inside.

This person was the person they had discussed before, Instructor Lin's wife Shen Cui.

Wen Qingchuan's face was not very good, but when he saw Shen Cui coming over, his heart was as clear as a mirror.

He received a task during training yesterday, and had no time to go home to tell Shen Sangyu. On the way, he happened to meet Shen Cui who was coming back from picking up the children from school, so he gave her twenty yuan hoping that she could help take care of Shen Sangyu.

As a result, Shen Sangyu told him firmly that no one came to the door.

He and Shen Sangyu have been married for three months. Although Shen Sangyu has a bad temper, she never lies. So Wen Qingchuan is sure that Shen Cui not only did not bring Shen Sangyu food all day, but also did not even go upstairs to take a look.

Shen Sangyu has not recovered from a serious illness. When he went to training yesterday, he was still running a low fever. Thinking of Shen Sangyu's expression when she saw him just now, he couldn't imagine how Shen Sangyu would spend the night if he didn't come back today.

Even if he and Shen Sangyu have no feelings for each other, since he married her, he has to take care of her for the rest of his life.

Therefore, Wen Qingchuan's face did not look good at this moment.

Shen Cui felt a little guilty when she saw Wen Qingchuan's dark face, and quickly explained: "I came to see Miss Shen, is she feeling better now?"

"Thanks to Aunt Lin, she's not starving to death."

Suddenly, a soft voice came from the living room.

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Sangyu came out

with a white gauze on her head and a pale face. Shen Sangyu and the original owner were both from the south, and they spoke softly, but Shen Sangyu looked cold and lazy at this moment, and there was a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

Shen Cui felt even more guilty, lowering her head and not daring to look at Shen Sangyu: "Sister Shen, what are you talking about? Auntie was delayed at noon by something, and now she is here to see you!"

Shen Cui said, even convinced by her own words, completely forgetting that she was in a hurry to go upstairs to check because she saw Wen Qingchuan suddenly come back.

"Really? Then where is the meal you sent me?"

"Huh? Meal...what meal?" Shen Cui was directly confused, looking at the other party with wide eyes.

Shen Sangyu laughed angrily: "Wen Qingchuan gave you twenty yuan yesterday to take care of me, do you want to embezzle it!"

Shen Sangyu's voice was not loud, but she was originally the focus of the entire family compound, and many people looked at this scene when she yelled.

People in this era love to save face. Shen Cui didn't expect Shen Sangyu to say this to her directly. She was so angry that her face turned red: "Who wants to embezzle your money? And I said that I was delayed by something at noon. Didn't I just rush home to see you?"

Shen Sangyu just wanted to laugh twice in her heart.

In the original owner's memory, this sister-in-law Lin was a big mouth and a fence-sitter. The original owner's current "achievements" are inseparable from this sister-in-law Lin.

Want to embezzle 20 yuan this time? Don't even

think about it!

Shen Sangyu endured the headache and was about to speak when Wen Qingchuan suddenly said, "Sister Lin, since you didn't take care of my wife, you have to return the money."

Before he finished, Wen Qingchuan added, "Twenty yuan, not a penny less."

Nowadays, an ordinary worker only earns thirty or forty yuan a month, and Wen Qingchuan actually gave twenty yuan at once?

The crowd who originally thought that Shen Sangyu was aggressive couldn't help but feel a toothache, wondering why Wen Qingchuan didn't look for them?

"Sister Lin, this is not how you behave. Twenty yuan is our salary for most of the month. You have to return it to Captain Wen."

Shen Cui's face turned pale and blue, and she felt very painful. It was obvious that she just wanted to waste time and didn't want to give it.

At this moment, someone shouted "Instructor Lin is here", and before anyone could react, Shen Cui was slapped in the face.

This slap caught Shen Cui off guard, and Shen Sangyu was also startled, staring blankly at Shen Cui, who was covering her face in shock, and the tall and thin man who suddenly appeared.

Seeing that Shen Sangyu was obviously frightened, Wen Qingchuan quickly pulled her behind him and stepped forward with a sullen face: "Coach Lin, what are you doing? We don't have a rule that you can beat your wife."

Lin Shengfeng was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't lose face since he had already beaten her. He said to Shen Cui with a gloomy face: "Hurry up and return the money. Does your family need these twenty yuan? Aren't you ashamed?"

Shen Cui dared not to listen this time. She took out two ten-yuan bills from her purse and handed them to Shen Sangyu. Lin Shengfeng's

face was still not good. Feeling the noisy faces in the yard, he dragged Shen Cui back home with a dark face.

Shen Sangyu didn't react for a while, holding the money. Wen Qingchuan had already let everyone go and closed the door.

It was getting close to evening now, and the whole room became much darker when the door was closed.

Wen Qingchuan turned on the light, and the orange-yellow light illuminated the whole room.

Wen Qingchuan looked at Shen Sangyu, and suddenly felt that Shen Sangyu seemed different after not seeing her for a day.

Shen Sangyu felt Wen Qingchuan's gaze, and when she looked up, she saw his inquiring eyes. Her heart skipped a beat, and she grasped the twenty yuan in her pocket tightly without thinking: "This is mine!"

Shen Sangyu didn't know how much money the original owner had, but she remembered that the original owner had a good life every day before he was injured. At first, Wen Qingchuan gave all his wages to the original owner, but who knew that the original owner went to restaurants every day and spent all of Wen Qingchuan's wages in a few days, which led to Wen Qingchuan never daring to give his wages to the original owner again. The original owner had a big fight with him for this, but the other party was unmoved.

Now Wen Qingchuan was looking at her, could it be that he wanted to take the money back?

Shen Sangyu was a little confused.

After all, the money did belong to Wen Qingchuan.

But after looking around, the house was almost bare except for a few worn-out benches and a bed in the master bedroom.

If Wen Qingchuan went on a mission again and she couldn't cook, would she be starving to death?

Shen Sangyu thought that this was absolutely impossible, so she put her hands on her hips and imitated the way the original owner and Wen Qingchuan yelled at each other: "The money in my pocket is mine, don't even think about asking me to give it back to you! Also, you must leave money for me when you go out in the future, otherwise, like today, I will starve to death and I will not let you go even if I become a ghost."

Seeing this, Wen Qingchuan did not ask for money, but said: "If you are still having a low fever tomorrow, I will take you to the hospital."

Wen Qingchuan felt that Shen Sangyu was still the same Shen Sangyu as before, but the way she spoke was completely different from before.

They were both aggressive, but the current Shen Sangyu made him inexplicably like her.

Could it be that she fell and became stupid?

Wen Qingchuan was a little worried, thinking that he would go to the hospital tomorrow to see what was wrong with her head.

However, before the next day, Shen Sangyu suddenly had a high fever that night.

The couple had always slept in separate rooms, and Wen Qingchuan slept on a cot in the study.

As a soldier, his hearing was much more alert than that of ordinary people. In addition, Shen Sangyu had a low fever today, so he had been paying attention to the movements coming from the master bedroom.

Sure enough, in the middle of the night, he heard a painful groan from next door, followed by a bang, as if something had fallen heavily to the ground.

Wen Qingchuan had a bad feeling in his heart, and sure enough, he found Shen Sangyu fainted under the bed.

Shen Sangyu was mumbling something that he couldn't understand, his face was pale, but beads of sweat were oozing out.

Wen Qingchuan didn't hesitate, he picked up Shen Sangyu and ran to the hospital.

Wen Qingchuan didn't have time to borrow a car, and it was cold outside, so he could only wrap Shen Sangyu in a quilt. After he ran to the hospital, he was surprised to find that his back was sweating.

After the doctor examined her, he suddenly looked at Wen Qingchuan with a scrutinizing look.

Wen Qingchuan asked nervously: "Doctor, what's wrong?"

"What's your relationship with this comrade?"

Wen Qingchuan quickly said: "I'm her husband."

The next second, the doctor's face suddenly fell: "Why did you send the patient to the hospital now? The patient has a high fever of 40 degrees! If the fever continues, she will become a fool!"