"Need not."
Lian Yuqing insisted on going home. Jiang Min and Zheng Xiaoyu said, "Don't worry, we will definitely give you an explanation for this matter."
Wei Dong hurried home in the dark night. He went to a big hospital to get the medicine. On the way back, Fang's hands were almost broken by him.
The doctor said that this medicine is bad for women's health and is not recommended, but Wei Dong insisted.
He didn't miss that when he turned around, the doctor called him a cruel man.
The house was very quiet. He held medicine in his left hand and a fat old chicken in his right hand.
He held the chicken's wings firmly in his hands. The chicken's occasional restless chirping sounds brought some life to the house.
Wei Dong threw the chicken on the kitchen floor and turned to go to the bedroom.
He put his hand on the door handle and was about to turn it, but then he stopped.
Then he took off his coat, threw it casually on the sofa, rolled up his shirt sleeves to his wrists, flapped his wings and clucked his hands.
Wei Dong frowned, it was so noisy, and looked towards Fang Qi in the bedroom.
Ten minutes later, the kitchen knife cut off the chicken's neck.
Wei Dong took the boiling hot casserole off the stove, carefully skimmed off the oil on the top with a spoon, and scooped out a bowl of rich chicken soup. The soup made with ginseng was even more fresh and sweet. Knowing that she might not want to eat, he did not put a piece of chicken in the bowl.
Carefully turning the doorknob, holding the chicken soup of perfect temperature in his left hand, Wei Dong opened the door. Just as he was about to speak, he was frightened by the empty bed.
The thick and fluffy cotton quilt was piled messily on the bed, and her favorite pink tasseled sheets were ruthlessly hanging on the ground.
It can be seen that the person on the bed left in a despair.
The bowl was placed on the bedside table. Wei Dong took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
The next second, the sturdy sandalwood chair was kicked hard against the door with a loud and terrible noise. One leg of the chair broke and a long crack appeared on the door, extending from the bottom to the door handle, as if it was splitting from his heart.
Wei Dong searched every corner of the house with a cold face, but found nothing.
He didn't even look at the coat on the sofa and walked out with big strides.
If she really left without saying a word, he would find her no matter where she went.
The biting cold wind was not even one tenth as chilly as the feeling in his heart. Wei Dong was thinking about where to find her, the place where she was most likely to go.
But he stopped at the corner of the stairs to the second floor.
Because the person he was thinking about was sitting on the steps, his voice trembled slightly: "Why, why are you sitting here?"
Lian Yuqing heard the voice, looked up at him, and said fiercely: "You are tired, can't you take a rest?"
The icy ground suddenly opened up, Wei Dong ran towards her, knelt on one knee, and hugged her tightly in his arms, leaving no gap.
It seemed that as long as it was tight enough, it could fill the huge panic and fear in his heart.
He already had a headache, and now he was almost suffocated. Lian Yuqing struggled and bit his shoulder hard, not letting go until he tasted blood in his mouth.
Soon, the blood seeped through the thin brown shirt, forming a cute and neat tooth mark.
She said, “You’re annoying.”
With his left hand across his knees and his right hand around his waist, Wei Dong lifted him up and said, "Go home. I made you some chicken soup. It's not greasy. Drink it before you go to sleep."
The headache seemed to ease a little, and her eyes were actually a little moist. Lian Yuqing rubbed her eyes fiercely. What? She was moved to tears by a bowl of chicken soup? She was mentally retarded!
"You think your chicken soup is a panacea! You'll feel better if you drink it! You won't get pregnant if you drink it!"
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