Chapter 119 Detoxification
"So? Now you're going to lecture me? Because you're embarrassed, you're going to criticize me and make me bow my head and admit my mistake?"
That feeling of familiarity mixed with strangeness welled up inside me.
When dealing with Fu Ya before, Fu Li'an had never stopped her like this.
Every time she clashed with Fu Ya, he would always stand behind her, never saying a word, and never stopping her.
Sometimes he would whisper praise to her: "My wife has backbone."
But why does he change his attitude when it comes to Liu Piaopiao?
Even his eyes held a hint of hesitation and protectiveness.
Could it be...?
Does he still cherish that childhood friendship?
Qiao Wanyin gritted her teeth, her heart churning with a storm of emotions, including jealousy, resentment, and suspicion.
"Qingqing, you can't be so unreasonable."
Fu Li'an was also a little annoyed, his brows furrowed.
He felt both anxious and angry seeing her making such unfounded assumptions.
His love for her was already etched into his very bones.
Doesn't she understand even now?
Doesn't he understand that everything he did was to protect her, Su Quan?
"hehe."
Qiao Wanyin suddenly let out a cold laugh.
"I'm unreasonable? Fu Li'an, you actually think I'm unreasonable now?"
She paused, then lowered her voice even further.
"Back then, Fu Ya deliberately caused trouble, throwing soup at you in the cafeteria and saying I seduced you to get you transferred to her department. I slapped her in front of everyone, and what did you say then? You said 'You did the right thing,' and 'My wife can't stand this kind of humiliation.' But what about today? Today I just retaliated with one sentence, and you're blaming me?"
Fu Li'an lowered his voice, and a look of pain appeared in his eyes.
He could only stand frozen in mid-air.
"Qingqing, I'm not happy about how you think of me. You know that's not what I meant! I stopped you not because of Liu Piaopiao, but because I was afraid you'd get into trouble! I was afraid someone would have something on you, and that it would make things difficult for you in the future!"
Qiao Wanyin felt a lump in her throat, and her vision blurred instantly.
She bit her lip hard, so hard she almost tasted blood.
Of course she knew he had no other feelings for Liu Piaopiao.
Rationally, she understood that the woman was different to him.
She was just a childhood neighbor, and the "sensible older sister" in the eyes of the elders.
But emotionally, she just couldn't stand it.
I couldn't stand his cautious, fearful attitude today.
Seeing his attitude today, so heavy and suffocating, made it hard for her to breathe.
She knew she shouldn't do this, but she couldn't control her heart.
"What do I understand?"
She finally spoke.
"Do you understand that your feelings for her are ultimately different? Do you understand that you keep saying you only love me, but in front of her you still hesitate and back down?"
She herself couldn't understand why she had said such a thing.
She didn't want to appear unreasonable.
But the moment the words left my mouth, it felt like my heart had been ripped open, the pain so intense I couldn't breathe.
Fu Lian was stunned, and the anger on his face gradually subsided.
He looked at her reddened eyes and opened his mouth.
After a long while, he finally let out a soft sigh.
"Alright, since that's what you think, let's all have some peace and quiet tonight."
Fu Li'an's heart is completely broken.
The glimmer of hope that had been lingering in his heart sank to the bottom after hearing her cold words.
He had barely finished speaking when he stared at her for a moment, then turned and left.
His lips moved slightly, but he ultimately said nothing more, simply turning around in silence and walking towards the door.
Qiao Wanyin stared blankly at the closed bedroom door, tears welling up uncontrollably.
She stood there, her throat tight, her eyes stinging, and tears streaming down her cheeks, one after another hitting the floor.
She wanted to call out to him, to explain, but when she opened her mouth, no sound came out.
This is the first time they've slept separately after being married for so long.
No matter how late it was, as long as he was home, he would always come in and chat with her for a few minutes.
She curled up on the bed, staring at the empty space on the other side, feeling a tightness in her chest.
The next morning.
Qiao Wanyin woke up with dark circles under her eyes, but Fu Li'an was nowhere to be seen.
She didn't sleep a wink all night, tossing and turning, thinking about the argument from the previous night. The more she thought about it, the more wronged and heartbroken she felt.
The morning sunlight streamed through the curtains.
She rubbed her sore eyes, threw off the covers and got out of bed, her feet touching the cold floor.
On the table was a bowl of cold millet porridge and half a fried dough stick.
There was no note left on the side.
The porridge had long since solidified into a thick layer of rice skin, and the fried dough sticks were limp and hard, lying forlornly on the plate.
The table was spotless, without even a single sticky note.
"You don't even want to say a word, is that it?"
She stared at the bowl of porridge, feeling both bitter and depressed.
She didn't necessarily want him to apologize; she just hoped he could say "good morning," or even just give her a look.
But now, even this most basic communication has become a luxury.
In a fit of pique, she poured the porridge directly into the trash can and slammed the bowl into the sink with a bang.
The porridge spilled into the trash can with a dull thud.
The bowl slammed heavily into the sink, splashing a few drops of water.
Her chest heaved violently, and her eyes reddened again.
"Director Qiao! Is Director Qiao here?"
Suddenly, urgent shouts came from outside.
The voice sounded urgent and panicked.
Her heart tightened, she quickly wiped her eyes, and hurried towards the door.
Qiao Wanyin quickly opened the door. Xiao Lin from the mutual aid center was standing at the door, looking flustered and covered in sweat.
Xiaolin was wearing faded blue work clothes, and her hair was messy.
He was holding onto the door frame with one hand, panting heavily.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Her heart skipped a beat.
An ominous premonition rose in my heart, as if something big was about to happen.
"Something's happened at the center!"
Xiaolin was panting heavily.
"Several children vomited and felt dizzy after breakfast this morning, and now seven or eight children are like this!"
He spoke so fast he could barely breathe.
"Dr. Wang just finished the examination and said the symptoms came on suddenly, possibly food poisoning! Something is very wrong!"
"Dr. Wang said it might be food poisoning and told us to come see you right away!"
As Xiaolin spoke, he reached up and wiped the sweat from his brow.
"The center is in complete chaos right now, and the parents are frantic. Several have called to ask what's going on! You need to get there right away!"
Qiao Wanyin's expression changed. Forgetting that she was still having a cold war with Fu Li'an, she grabbed her coat and ran out.
She quickly put on her coat, grabbed her bag, and rushed downstairs.
"Did the health department say to prepare equipment for gastric lavage? Do you have any antidotes?"
She ran while turning back to ask Xiaolin.
Her professional instincts had completely taken over her thinking.
"I made a phone call, but we didn't have enough medicine. Dr. Wang said that if it was serious, we would have to send him to a military hospital."
Kobayashi followed closely behind her, almost having to jog to keep up.
"The health center's inventory is insufficient. We are currently coordinating, but we have to wait for further notice."
"Don't panic, I'll go check first. What time did you have breakfast? What did you eat?"
Qiao Wanyin kept walking.
She needs information and needs to understand the situation as soon as possible.
"At 7:30, I ate porridge, pickled vegetables, and steamed buns."
Xiao Lin followed along at a jog.
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