After seeing the results of his physical examination, Zhuang Nainai breathed a sigh of relief.
At that time, Si Zhengting reached out to her and asked, "Where is your physical examination report?"
Zhuang Nainai immediately raised his head.
To this day, Si Zhengting still remembers her wearing a ponytail, raising her chin proudly, and speaking in a very bright and sunny manner, "My mother raised me so well, how could there be a problem? Let me tell you, my mother said I’m as strong as an ox!”
After saying that, he even barked twice like a cow.
Such Zhuang Nainai, now... would actually become sick from overwork
Think about her light weight when I carried her and rushed to the hospital...
Si Zhengting suddenly clenched his fist. How much hardship had she suffered in the past five years before she became sick from overwork
The doctor didn't know when he had left. There were only two of them left in the ward at the moment. In the quiet space, he could hear her breathing clearly.
Si Zhengting stood up and walked to Zhuang Nainai's bed little by little.
He looked at her exposed wrist, which was so slender that it seemed like it could be broken with just a break.
After this reunion, she smiled heartlessly almost all the time, which made him feel uneasy.
He always had the feeling that the breakup five years ago had no impact on her, only that he was immersed in the past and couldn't extricate himself.
At that time, he only had one idea, it seemed that it would only be fair if both people had a bad life.
But at this moment, when he found out that she was really not doing well, it was not as he imagined. Not only did the feeling in his heart not come out, but it became even more depressed.
What on earth did she do to end up like this? !
Si Zhengting slowly bent down and squatted beside her bed.
His face was particularly heavy, and his eyes made no secret of his love for her and the resentment arising from his love. Various complex emotions intertwined in his heart, making his vision blurred for the first time.
He stretched out his hand to cover her for the rest of his life, and then placed his hand on her cheek and stroked it gently.
He looked cautiously, as if he were stroking the unique treasure in the world, and his gentleness revealed a bitterness and helplessness that others could not detect.
Yes, helpless.
He didn't know how to face her.
Love her? However, when I think about her abandonment five years ago, and when I think about the pain I feel when I am alone and think of her these years, I feel unwilling to do so.
Hate her? She obviously felt sorry for him, but looking at her weak appearance and hearing her bitterness over the past five years, she just couldn't hate him.
He had a cold temperament all his life and gave all his love, hate and hatred to her alone.
But now...
His hand touching her cheek suddenly clenched into a fist.
He stared at her with cold eyes for a long time, and finally, the fist slowly loosened again, and her clenched hand seemed to want to never separate or let go for eternity.
He lowered his head, with confusion in his eyes, and endless grievance in his voice. He lowered his voice and spoke slowly: "Zhuang Nainai, what should I do if I want to take you?"
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Ji Chen stood outside the ward. Through the glass window, he could see Si Zhengting kneeling in front of the hospital bed, burying his head in his wife's hand. He looked so sad and helpless that he couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
He lowered his head, glanced at his wife's information over the past five years that he had compiled in his hand, and thought about his wife's hardships. Finally, he sighed, raised his hand, and knocked on the door of the ward.
(End of chapter)