Stop There, Daddy

He Siming was in the ward for the doctor to treat him. In order to save Wen Shuyue, his bones had broken.

Wen Shuyue still couldn’t bear to stay.

When she came out of the treatment room, Chang Ning immediately ran up to ask, “Shunyue, are you not hurt?”

“I’m fine. I just had a slight graze on my arm,” the doctor just helped Wen Shuyue wipe off some marks on her arm with alcohol and wiped some ointment.

After Chang Ning saw Wen Shuyue come out, she sat directly on the bench in the hospital. She had no intention of leaving at all. She walked over and grabbed Wen Shuyue’s hand, ready to leave.

“Ningning, where are you planning to take me?” She was be rather baffling by Chang Ning’s sudden action.

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“Ningning, wait a moment,” she struggled free and pulled her hand out.

“What’s wrong?” Are you unwilling to leave?

She nodded. “He fell from the second floor to save me. I won’t leave if I don’t know how his injuries are.”

“You’re not stupid!” Chang Ning was very emotional. “You’re his ex-wife, so he should’ve saved you. Besides, he just fell from the second floor. What’s the big deal for a physically strong man like him? It won’t take long for him to recover. You don’t leave while he’s injured. After he heals up, you’ll be imprisoned again.”

“But… but I’m still worried about him!” After all, he was injured because of me. I felt sorry for leaving just like that.

Chang Ning looked at her directly, his eyes fixed on her face. “Shunyue, are you still unable to let go of He Siming?” Even though he was engaged to another woman, you still loved him, right?

Wen Shuyue lowered her head and didn’t say anything. It was obvious that Chang Ning had spoken to her. She still loved him. Even though she knew they were divorced long ago, love had never been far away. Especially at that moment, when she saw He Siming rushing over, hugging her and using his flesh to protect herself from the impact, how could she not be moved?

“Shunyue, I know that He Siming’s actions have moved you very much, but you have to know that there are still many problems between the two of you. If those contradictions are not handled properly, you will not be happy even if you are together,” Chang Ning wanted to analyze the problem to her and try to pull her back to her senses.

“The engagement between him and Qin Wei, the conflict between you and his family, have you thought about these questions?”

“Ningning, I know everything you said. I never thought about remarrying him, but now I can’t leave him alone.”

Just as the two of them were arguing, the doctor came out of the operating room.

Wen Shuyue rushed up and asked, “Doctor, how is he?” Is there a problem with his arm?

After the doctor took off the mask, he said to them, “The patient’s arm was broken due to the impact. We’ve already cast a cast for him to rest for a while, but it’s fine, but…”

“But what?” When Wen Shuyue heard the doctor’s words, her heart immediately turned to her throat.

“But the patient’s stomach disease is more serious. The patient is often drunk, and his stomach bleed, causing a hole. In addition, the patient’s diet is irregular and he has a slight degree of anesthetic these days, which is why he fainted. I suggest that during this period of time, you eat more nutritious and light things for the patient to raise his stomach.

“Okay, thank you, doctor.” We will pay more attention.

The doctor left after saying that. Just as Wen Shuyue was going to go to the ward to see He Siming, Chang Ning pulled her in advance.

She stood there and looked at Chang Ning. “What’s wrong?”

Chang Ning said with a serious expression, “Shuyue, I don’t object to taking care of He Siming, but I still have to remind you to keep your heart and not have any unnecessary feelings.”

She nodded solemnly. “Don’t worry, I know I will control myself.”

In ward VIP where He Siming lived, there was a long sofa beside her. She found a blanket and spent the night on the sofa.

The next day, the sky was just dawn when she woke up. She immediately looked at the bed, and he was still asleep. She got up and walked into the toilet to clean up. She went out to buy him something to eat when he woke up.

As soon as she left, He Siming woke up. Just as he opened his eyes, he felt a lot more clear-headed. Last night should be the best night he had slept recently.

For the past few days, he had been drinking until late every night. He had never slept well. This time, he had actually slept well.

However, as he stared at the empty ward, he still felt a sharp pain in his heart. He never imagined that she wouldn’t even be willing to take care of her despite risking her life to protect her. “Haha, I’m really feeling for myself,” the corner of his mouth was clearly raised, but what he showed was his sadness.

“Do you have seafood porridge here?” Wen Shuyue hurriedly ran to a porridge store by the side of the road and asked.

“Is seafood porridge?” In sorry, we have Red Bean porridge, millet porridge, and no seafood porridge. You can try our Red Bean porridge, which tastes great too, “the waiter said with a smile.

“Forget it, I’ll go somewhere else to take a look.”

Wen Shuyue found several porridge stores but none of them had seafood porridge. She had no choice but to run two stops and get the seafood congee she wanted at a porridge restaurant closer to the city centre.

The doctor said that He Siming was now very weak, and she bought some light things like shrimp dumplings. When she entered the ward, He Siming was no longer on the bed.

She placed the food on the table and He Siming came out of the toilet.

“When did you wake up?”

He didn’t speak or look at her as he walked to the bedside in diameter.

“I’ll help you,” Wen Shuyue was about to walk over to help him, but she was thrown away by him. “Go away, I don’t need it.”

He was sick and now he was a patient. Wen Shuyue endured it and went over to comfort herself in her heart. Since he didn’t want to help her, she ran over to the table and opened the porridge. “I bought you seafood porridge. Do you want to take a sip?”

He Siming was half lying on the bed, his expression still heavy. “I’m not drinking, I’m not hungry yet.”

“The doctor said that you are very weak now, so you have to make up for it. Don’t be angry. Drink the porridge. I ran a long way to get this seafood porridge, “Wen Shuyue sat patiently by the bed, holding the porridge in her hand.