A white lie
Qiao Qiao rushed in front of He Shaochen in an instant and knelt down beside him. When her fingers touched his body, she immediately pulled them back out of reflex.
He Shaochen's body was terrifyingly cold, like ice that would not melt for ten thousand years. It was so cold that it was hard to believe that he was still alive.
"Shaochen, wake up." Qiao Qiao was shocked and scared. She placed her hand on the other's forehead and as expected, it was cold. His cold illness had relapsed!
Her heart tightened and accompanied by a sharp pain, Qiao Qiao felt as if all the blood in her body had been sucked out. She couldn't stop trembling and tears immediately flowed out. "Shaochen, Shaochen, hurry and wake up."
Unfortunately, reality was not a fairy tale. The male lead would not wake up because of the female lead's call. Her voice did not reach him and the other party's eyes were still tightly shut. His face was pale and bloodless and there was a layer of pain on his face.
There was no point in just shouting.
"Shaochen, don't scare me. That's right, the medicine, where is the medicine?" Qiao Qiao thought of the medicine He Shaochen always carried with him and immediately searched his body. Soon, she found the bottle containing the medicine.
She quickly poured out a few pills and hurriedly poured water for him to drink.
During this period, she spent quite a bit of time.
The special medicine was indeed special. After He Shaochen took the medicine, his body immediately had obvious changes. Qiao Qiao held He Shaochen's hand and found that his body temperature gradually returned to normal.
Not long after, He Shaochen gradually regained consciousness. He opened his eyes and saw Qiao Qiao kneeling on the ground. Her tear-stained face was filled with worry as she stared at him without blinking.
He was startled for a moment, but it was quickly replaced by anger.
"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to go to bed early? "He Shaochen's first words after waking up were cold questions.
Qiao Qiao was stunned. All her worry and fear turned into surprise. Her eyes were still filled with tears as she stared blankly at him and explained: "Shaochen, I was worried about you …"
"This is an old illness of mine. Do I need you to worry about it? You have a child in your stomach now. Can't you care more about yourself? "
He Shaochen sat on the ground holding his head. His brows were tightly knitted together and he was in a bad condition.
Qiao Qiao Qiao was being scolded for no reason. She felt aggrieved and shrunk her neck. She softly retorted: "I saw you fainted on the ground.. was worried.....
"I don't need an excuse. I'm going to bed now."
He Shaochen used a commanding tone, which made Qiao Qiao a little sad. Her eyes reddened. "Is that all you can say to me now?"
Why did his cold relapse? Was he not going to tell her?
Unfortunately, He Shaochen's expression was still cold. His gaze was cold and filled with obvious anger. "I can't think of anything else to say to disobedient people."
Qiao Qiao was thoroughly enraged. She gritted her teeth and glared at He Shaochen in dissatisfaction. "How dare you say that to me? Fine, I won't interfere in your affairs, alright? "
With that said, she stood up in a huff and wiped her tears fiercely before rushing out of the study.
'I won't interfere in He Shaochen's affairs anymore!'
Qiao Qiao thought angrily.
She returned to her bedroom and locked the door like a child throwing a tantrum. She would not let him in tonight. Let's see how arrogant he can be.
But after locking the door, she couldn't help but look at the lock regretfully. Her heart was a little conflicted. If she locked the door, He Shaochen couldn't enter the house later, where would he sleep?
Even though it was still summer, the temperature difference between day and night was still quite big. What if he caught a cold?
Her hand had already touched the door handle, but when she thought of He Shaochen's attitude just now, she could not help but feel angry. Her good intentions were treated as ill intent. Why did she have to be considerate of him?
Who cares about him!
It was such a big villa. Wouldn't it be the same if he just found a guest room to sleep in? She did not want to worry about him anymore!
Qiao Qiao forcibly pulled her hand back and turned to go to bed.
But when she really lay on the bed, she tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Why did He Shaochen's temper become so strange now? In the past, when she bumped into him when his cold relapse, he did not have such a reaction.
He always talked about the child. She knew that the child was very important, but in her heart, he was also very important. Why did he not understand?
Qiao Qiao hugged the blanket and felt wronged. Tears slowly flowed from the corners of her eyes and dripped onto the pillow.
Angry.
So angry that her lungs were about to explode!
It was almost two in the morning when He Shaochen finally finished his work. He had just been attacked by the cold and was mentally exhausted, but also incomparably irritated.
Just now, Qiao Qiao's eyes were red and the image of her crying kept circling around in his mind. That woman looked very wronged. It was probably because he spoke too harshly just now.
He Shaochen, who had regained his calm, began to reflect on his actions.
He walked to his bedroom and was about to open the door when he found that the door was locked. He did not know whether to laugh or cry.
This little silly girl could not have thought that she could trap him like this, right? Then what was the use of the key?
He Shaochen opened the door effortlessly. He quietly walked to the side of the bed, wanting to see if Qiao Qiao had fallen asleep. But he did not expect that the moment he sat on the edge of the bed, Qiao Qiao sat up straight with a "whoosh" and stared at him.
It turned out that she had not slept all this time. She had already expected that the lock would not be able to stop He Shaochen.
"Why did you come in?" Qiao Qiao asked unhappily.
He Shaochen raised his eyebrows. "Can't I come in?"
"You can just hug your documents to sleep. Why do you have to go back to the bedroom?" Qiao Qiao also began to make trouble for no reason. In any case, she was unreasonable. Since he was throwing a tantrum for no reason, she could not show weakness.
Pregnant women were equally stubborn.
Facing Qiao Qiao's unreasonable tantrums, He Shaochen was not angry at all. Through the dim orange light of the bedside lamp, his gaze fell on the tear stains at the corner of Qiao Qiao's eyes. He was a little touched. After pausing for a second, he stubbornly and strongly pulled Qiao Qiao into his arms.
"What are you doing? Go away! "Qiao Qiao began to struggle.
But it turned out that this was just a meaningless struggle. He Shaochen did not move at all. He only sighed and said, "Okay, stop it."
His tone was so gentle and filled with endless love.
When Qiao Qiao heard him say the word "stop it," she was instantly angry. Who was the one making trouble? However, when she heard such gentle words, she lost her will and softened.
Her feelings were complicated. She was a little upset, a little sad, but more than that, she was worried about He Shaochen's health.
She did not know how many times he had fallen to the ground like tonight and suffered the invasion of the cold alone. As his wife, she did not know anything about it.
Annoyance.
Regret.
She was about to be crushed.
Qiao Qiao tightly threw herself into He Shaochen's arms and hugged him tightly. Her voice was choked with sobs and mixed with endless sorrow, "Shaochen, I don't want to lose you. If you're not here, I don't want to live anymore."
Her resolute words fiercely hit He Shaochen's chest, bringing He Shaochen an uncontrollable burning and heart-wrenching pain.
He Shaochen wrapped his arms around Qiao Qiao's back and held her head in his arms. His chin was on top of her head as he endured and said, "Silly girl, aren't I here now? What nonsense are you saying? "
Qiao Qiao struggled to raise her head. Her tears could not stop flowing as she sobbed, "But, your cold illness is getting worse, isn't it?"
His body was so cold. In the past, it had brought her warmth countless times, but now it was as cold as ice. Even now that the cold illness had subsided, it was still the same.
His body temperature was much lower than a normal person's. How many times could he resist the attack of the cold illness?
She did not know and did not dare to find out the truth. She was afraid that she could not bear the blow. However, she could not bear to see He Shaochen fall again and again because of the cold illness.
He Shaochen did not miss the pain in Qiao Qiao's eyes. Facing her question, his eyes moved slightly. Then, he showed a calm smile and comforted her, "This is just an accident. As long as you take the medicine on time, there will be no problem. Don't worry."
Only a fool would believe such words.
Qiao Qiao held He Shaochen's face and the two people's eyes met in the air.
"Shaochen, look into my eyes and tell me, is your cold illness getting worse?"
"Yes." He Shaochen did not hide it from Qiao Qiao this time, because there was no way to hide it at all. Before Qiao Qiao had a reaction, he said, "But a new drug to suppress the cold illness is in the research and development. As long as the new drug is developed, my condition will improve."
These words were more trustworthy.
When Qiao Qiao heard this, her emotions calmed down a lot. She had obvious expectations and believed it. "Really?"
He Shaochen kissed her lips gently and smiled seductively. "I won't joke about my body."
"When will the new drug be developed?"
"… It should be soon."
Qiao Qiao's amber eyes were almost shining. "Really? That's great. I hope the new drug will be developed tomorrow. Then you will be able to recover quickly, right? "
Seeing Qiao Qiao so expectant, He Shaochen would not tell her that even if the new drug was developed, it could only reduce the number of times the cold illness flared up as much as possible.
Instead of the two of them suffering together, it was better to let him bear her pain together.
He Shaochen nodded affirmatively. He stroked Qiao Qiao's slender hair and said, "Yes, when the new drug is developed, the cold illness will be eradicated."
He Shaochen's well-intentioned concealment made Qiao Qiao's heart finally fall down.
She took a deep breath and patted her chest. "That's good."
"Okay, this matter ends here. Pregnant women should rest early. Tonight's incident is not allowed to happen again."
Qiao Qiao nodded obediently. She seemed to have forgotten He Shaochen's cold scolding just now. Now, she was immersed in He Shaochen's recovery.
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