Chapter 77 Are you really alive?
Xu Si'an carried her to open the door.
Chang Yi, standing outside the door, felt an urge to smash the door panel to pieces.
When the door opened, the slap almost hit the head of the person in Xu Si'an's arms.
He quickly stepped aside: "Come in."
Chang Yi led the doctor into the room and was turning on his phone to find the light switch on the wall.
Xu Si'an felt the girl in his arms tighten her grip around his neck and tremble.
"Don't turn on the light, Qiaoqiao is scared."
He gently coaxed, "Baby, don't be afraid, let the doctor take a look at you, okay?"
Xu Si'an sat on the sofa and coaxed her. The doctor was also helpless. What could he see in the dark?
He's not a miracle doctor.
Qiao Xu said in a muffled voice, "I won't look, I'm fine, don't leave."
She wouldn't let me touch her or turn on the lights.
Xu Si'an could only tell the doctor about Qiao Xu's reaction and her unusual physical condition.
Perhaps because she hadn't slept well lately, Qiao Xu actually fell asleep upon hearing his voice.
Xu Si'an was taken aback for a moment, then gently patted her back.
What are some ways to alleviate her anxiety?
Chang Yi held the phone with the flashlight on in both hands, while the doctor carefully used a stethoscope to perform a simple examination on Qiao Xu.
"Her emotional problems can only be resolved by her own efforts, or through medication, hypnosis..."
"According to what you just said, this person..."
"She is my wife."
The doctor said with a slight clench of his teeth, "Madam's condition is a typical case of stress disorder. As for somatization, it's all caused by emotional abnormalities."
This was Xu Si'an's first in-depth understanding of somatization.
Qiao Xu's face was pale, her cheeks were thin, and her sleeping face looked sickly.
"So what do I need to do?"
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Half an hour later, the doctor left the apartment, and Chang Yi leaned against the door, watching the two people embracing on the sofa.
"Brother, take her to New York and let that old man Ander think of a way."
Xu Si'an pressed his cold, thin lips to her forehead: "Hmm, I'll ask her when she wakes up. You prepare the plane first."
"Take some time to treat the wound on your face, so you don't scare Qiaoqiao."
Chang Yi, who had just opened the door, stopped and chuckled softly, "You died and came back to life and didn't scare her, so what's wrong with my face? Is it ugly?"
"They don't know how to appreciate it."
Xu Si'an picked up Qiao Xu and walked towards the bedroom, leaving Chang Yi speechless for a long time.
"Miss Ye has a good eye for beauty."
What does it have to do with Mengmeng? He was just touched on something sensitive.
Xu Si'an lifted the blanket and lay down with her in his arms.
Maintaining one position for a long time caused severe pain in the skin graft on his back, which he had undergone a few days prior.
"Qiaoqiao, go to sleep, I won't leave!"
The next day, Qiao Xu was awakened by the warm sunlight outside the window.
She suddenly opened her eyes, sat up, and looked down at the clothes she was wearing.
How could it be pajamas?
"Ah Si!"
She threw back the covers and got out of bed; cold sweat was already beading on her forehead.
His hands were trembling violently, and his eyes were filled with terror.
Where is her coat?
Qiao Xu looked around the room twice but couldn't find that familiar suit jacket.
Suddenly she crouched down and screamed.
Xu Si'an, who was cooking in the kitchen, heard the noise and quickly turned off the stove and rushed into the room.
"Qiaoqiao, baby, don't be afraid, I'm here."
Qiao Xu covered her ears and looked up, her pupils constricting, her nails scratching his forearm.
She was trembling all over, and tears streamed down her face.
He opened his lips slightly several times but could not make a sound.
Xu Si'an raised his hand to wipe her tears, without saying a word. He was waiting for her to speak.
Qiao Xu pulled up the sleeve of his left hand.
The movements were very slow, very slow...
She was afraid that the tattoo wouldn't be visible on the skin beneath her sleeve.
But reality did not disappoint her again; colorful traces appeared before her eyes.
"A-Si".
She bit her lip, gripped her shirt tightly with her fingers, and watched him cry, as if the defenses that had sustained her for over a hundred days had collapsed in an instant.
Xu Si'an lifted her chin and kissed her, unable to bear seeing her bite her own lips.
After a long while, Qiao Xu was held in his lap and fed soup.
She stared at him blankly, and asked the same question again in disbelief: "Are you really alive?"
"Or am I dead?"
A stinging pain shot through his lips, the taste of blood spreading in his mouth: "You owe me a kiss. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll—smother you." (Silence)
Qiao Xu lowered her head, and the next second she bit his neck: "Okay."
"What did you say?"
Qiao Xu licked the spot on his neck where there were teeth marks: "I said, you can use your... mmm!!!"
"Stop fooling around."
Qiao Xu's face fell, her eyes brimming with tears: "I'm just making a fuss."
Xu Si'an couldn't bear to see her tears right now, and said with a half-smile, "Wife, my injuries haven't healed yet, so I probably won't be able to feed you properly."
Qiao Xu glared at him and deliberately moved around on his legs.
The man sighed helplessly: "Sweetie, eat first."
She is too thin.
Last night, when I held her to sleep, it felt uncomfortable to hold.
Qiao Xu took two sips and then shook her head.
I don't want to eat; I have no appetite.
"This is a medicinal chicken soup that I specially asked the doctor about and made for you, baby, drink some more."
He tried to comfort her, his expression full of worry and unease.
Especially her eyes, they started to turn red and there were tears.
Qiao Xu struggled to get off his lap; she was poking herself.
Even though there's no *, it still feels uncomfortable.
"I'll sit by myself and eat by myself."
Fearing he wouldn't agree, Qiao Xu pushed the bowl in front of him, saying, "You eat too, I want to watch you eat."
Xu Si'an's current health requires her to avoid certain foods, so she doesn't eat much.
Qiao Xu kept looking at him and asked, "Why aren't you eating?"
"Does your wound hurt? Let me see."
After saying that, she went to pull at his clothes.
Xu Si'an pressed her hand down: "It doesn't hurt, the wound has already healed."
"I'm fine, but I can't eat too much yet. It's you who's in trouble. Did you not take good care of yourself while I was away?"
After a few seconds of silence, Qiao Xu suddenly put down her chopsticks and said, "I'm full."
She stood up and sat down on the sofa. Cherry quickly ran to the sofa and jumped into her arms as usual.
Qiao Xu waved the dog away: "Get off, you're his dog."
Cherry Dog: I'm innocent! I'm Mom's dog too.
The dog ran to the man's feet, jumping around and stomping on them a few times, looking aggrieved.
The man squatted down and ruffled Cherry's hair: "Sweetie, go play somewhere else."
Xu Si'an walked over and squatted down beside her: "What's wrong? Why are you suddenly unhappy?"
Qiao Xu, her eyes red, pointed at him and said, "You let me have it!"
"Um?"
He took her fingers and gently bit them: "Baby, what do I ask you to do?"
The smile on her lips vanished completely because of Qiao Xu's words.
"You told me to stop loving you."
Xu Si'an: ······
Damn it!
Wasn't that what he said before he died? And... did he actually say it?
He won't admit it without evidence.
"Honey, what I meant was don't wait for me."
Waiting and not loving are two different things; he shouldn't take the blame for this.
Qiao Xu glared at him: "What's the difference?"
"Xu Si'an, you are a complete bastard."
"Get away from me, don't touch me."
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