Chapter 74 Wife, it's time to have a baby to take care of us.
Fine, fine, as long as Song Yinxi feels more comfortable, he is willing to sacrifice himself.
Duan Jinchi was so aroused by the play that if it weren't for the porridge that was going to be served later, he would have liked to strip himself naked.
The bed is warm and cozy, and the person who said they wanted to drink porridge earlier is now sleeping soundly.
Duan Jinchi didn't disturb her.
When Song Yinxi woke up again, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.
My head was still foggy, and I started coughing as soon as I woke up.
Ahhhh—
ヽ(′ω`)
Duan Jinchi —
It's all his fault.
If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have caught a cold!
Upon hearing the coughing sound, Duan Jinchi brought in a steaming bowl of vegetable porridge.
“Wife, you’re awake—” Duan Jinchi sat on the edge of the bed. “I’ll feed you.”
Song Yinxi was angry, "You should feed me!"
"I'll feed you when you get better."
"Then forget it, I'll eat by myself after I get better." Song Yinxi said, then obediently opened her mouth.
Sigh~
There was no taste in my mouth at all.
Duan Jinchi fed her spoonful by spoonful; she was such a good girl.
"Take some more medicine later."
Song Yinxi frowned.
She didn't want to take the medicine, but she also wanted to get better quickly.
What a contradiction.
Song Yinxi leaned weakly against the headboard. "Dance for me to cheer me up. If I feel better, I'll eat."
Duan Jinchi: "..."
What are these requirements?
He'd heard of people who couldn't take their medicine asking for candy, but he'd never heard of someone who couldn't take their medicine asking for dancing.
Moreover, they are mortal enemies and know each other so well. Didn't Song Yinxi know that he wasn't good at dancing?
Watching him dance is like watching him make a fool of himself.
He strongly suspected that Song Yinxi did it on purpose.
Duan Jinchi, holding a water glass, said in a low voice, "Wife, I can't dance..."
"How could you not know? Haven't you ever taken a ballroom dance class? What will you do when you need to dance at a party?" Song Yinxi thought for a moment, realizing she had never seen Duan Jinchi dance.
Since she had never seen it before, she was even more eager to see it.
Is Duan Jinchi uncoordinated?
"How about I sing you a song? I'll sing to lull you to sleep in a bit," Duan Jinchi whispered to her. "I sing quite well."
"Your singing is more like a death trap than a good song?" Song Yinxi didn't believe it.
"Why don't you believe me? Do you think I would bully a patient like you?"
"That's not necessarily true."
Duan Jinchi took a deep breath. At this point, why was he still arguing with Song Yinxi?
He said, "Then I'll sing first, and you can take your medicine, okay?"
“Okay, sing for me first.” Song Yinxi stared at him expectantly.
Duan Jinchi sat on the edge of the bed with a water glass in his hand, cleared his throat tactically, and began to sing.
He sang a French song she really liked called "Dehors". Duan Jinchi's singing voice is quite different from his speaking voice. His singing voice is much better. He speaks fluent French and looks serious, which makes Song Yinxi feel much better.
return……
It sounds quite nice.
Duan Jinchi sang for a minute, then asked, "Are you alright? Can you take your medicine?"
"It's so-so," Song Yinxi said stubbornly. "After I take the medicine, you still have to sing to lull me to sleep."
Duan Jinchi handed her the medicine, saying, "Sing, if you're willing to listen, I'm willing to sing for you."
Song Yinxi drank the medicine in one go, and the next second, a piece of candy was stuffed into her mouth, and a sweet peach flavor filled her mouth.
Duan Jinchi looked at her with a smile in his eyes, but his expression clearly asked for praise.
No exaggeration.
We won't let him get cocky.
A moment later, Duan Jinchi put his arm around Song Yinxi and used his other hand to search for the song Song Yinxi had requested.
"My wife, are you implying that you're head over heels for me?"
"Dream on, I didn't." Song Yinxi pinched him. "Hurry up."
Honey, I don't know how!
Song Yinxi met his gaze and said, "Then I'll find someone who can sing to lull me to sleep."
"I'll learn, I'll learn right away. A smart man like me can learn it after hearing it just once." Duan Jinchi panicked, "I'll sing it for you right away."
"Um……"
"Sing!"
Song Yinxi nestled in his arms, closed her eyes, and obediently waited for him to sing to lull her to sleep.
He's so lucky to have such a lovely wife who can even sing to her to sleep!
"Completely infatuated, utterly infatuated with you..."
Song Yinxi listened quietly to Duan Jinchi's voice. She was already sleepy after taking the medicine, and she fell asleep while listening.
Duan Jinchi's gaze fell on her face, and he sang softer and softer until he saw that she had fallen asleep, then turned off the music.
The poor thing who was dragged down by him.
Duan Jinchi felt guilty; if he hadn't caught a cold yesterday, Song Yinxi wouldn't have gotten sick.
He gently stroked Song Yinxi's cheek, his gaze deep, focused, and affectionate, and slowly said, "Song Yinxi, I have, I have been head over heels for you."
It's an irresistible, uncontrollable attraction.
Even if they don't end up with a good outcome, they're still happy with it.
If it has a good result, that would be even better.
If not, at least they were once in love; he received Song Yinxi's love, and he loved her wholeheartedly.
Goodnight, my wife.
Duan Jinchi gently kissed her forehead. "I hope you'll be fully recovered tomorrow, healthy and strong enough to scold and hit me."
She would do anything as long as Song Yinxi could recover.
Duan Jinchi turned off the light and held her as they fell asleep.
The next day.
Two different coughs echoed in the room early in the morning.
In bed, Duan Jinchi held Song Yinxi's hand, his voice hoarse and his throat sore as he spoke, "Wife, it's time to have a child to take care of us."
Did God go play mahjong all night last night? He didn't hear God's prayers.
Not only did Song Yinxi not recover, but his condition worsened. He originally thought he had recovered, but it relapsed.
"Duan Jinchi, are you crazy? Is it too late to have a baby now? How old would he have to be to take care of you?" Song Yinxi slapped him impatiently. "Get up!"
"Honey, I feel so weak~" Duan Jinchi said coquettishly, turning to hug her. "Let's sleep a little longer."
Sleep my ass!!
Song Yinxi weakly pinched his waist, "Get up, call a car, go to the hospital!"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
He can handle it, but Song Yinxi can't.
Half an hour later, Song Yinxi and Duan Jinchi were in a hospital ward, each lying on a bed receiving intravenous infusions.
After the contract was signed yesterday, my subordinates all went home first.
Duan Jinchi came alone.
Song Yinxi lazily turned her head, "Duan Jinchi, who told you to kiss me yesterday? If you hadn't kissed me yesterday, you wouldn't have gotten sick. And why did you sleep in the same bed with me last night?"
It was hot, and he wasn't wearing a mask. He was so close to the virus, and he wasn't fully recovered. It's no wonder he got infected.
"I won't do it again next time, honey. Don't be angry. A better mood will help you recover faster," Duan Jinchi comforted her softly.
Song Yinxi glared at him and threatened, "You just wait, I'll definitely deal with you once I'm better."
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