Turn the cocoon into a butterfly

Chapter 70 1 Worries

About 10 minutes later, Sang Xiaoyu felt that she was slowly recovering. She got up and wiped off the blood with a mop, and washed her face again. At this time, Zhao Chunling also began to knock on the door.

Sang Xiaoyu regained some energy, but she seemed to lose her airs all over. She opened the door and said that there was nothing wrong, don't make a fuss.

Seeing her pale face, Zhao Chunling said with some concern: "Go to the hospital, I'll see you..."

Sang Xiaoyu waved his hand and said, "No, really no, it's just that I'm so angry, it's fine now, don't tell anyone."

"What if she comes again?"

"No, even if she comes, there are ways to deal with her."

Zhao Chunling handed Sang Xiaoyu a business card and said, "She dropped it when she was fighting just now."

Sang Xiaoyu went to the office and sat on the sofa, then picked up the business card and glanced at it, it said: Langyuan High-end Tobacco and Liquor Store.

Below is the address and phone number.

Sang Xiaoyu put it in the drawer and asked Zhao Chunling to go back to work.

As soon as Zhao Chunling left, Sang Xiaoyu quickly took out the medicine in her bag and took two pills. She still felt dizzy and dizzy. She wondered if she was really going to collapse.

She began to seriously think about this problem. She sat down at the desk, took out a piece of letter paper, picked up a pen, and didn't know what to write. Is it time to leave something behind?
The first thing she thought of was of course the child, and then the mother. She had 1 worries, and the third person she thought of was her husband Cheng Weize.

Sang Xiaoyu seldom thinks of him anymore. Now that she feels bad about herself, Cheng Weize has become more and more important, and the best person for her son can only be him.

Before the words were written, tears dripped onto the paper, which made the heart that had just calmed down start beating wildly again...

When Sang Xiaoyu was thinking about writing a suicide note, her phone rang, and it was Jiang Chunhui.

Jiang Chunhui would call almost every day, and he blamed Sang Xiaoyu for not knowing to call him.

Sang Xiaoyu said that it is convenient for her to answer the phone whenever she has no worries, unlike him.

He was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, saying that he was used to being free, and there was nothing inconvenient about him.

His first sentence was: "How about Mr. Sang, how is business doing well recently?"

Sang Xiaoyu forced a smile, and said in a changed voice: "Thanks to you, it's not bad."

"Miss me?" This is the topic that Jiang Chunhui will ask every time he calls. Sang Xiaoyu has long been used to it, and said, "I really don't, I will soon forget it."

Jiang Chunhui laughed again, saying that he was out of town and bought two small gifts for Sang Xiaoyu, saying that she would definitely like them.

Sang Xiaoyu promised to say thank you, thinking in her heart, how could she be in such a mood now.

There seemed to be a mountain pressing down on her heart. She had known for a long time that she had a problem with her body, but she always took chances and hoped that she could overcome it, and it would not be too late to fall down when the debt was paid off.

If she arrived at the hospital, the medical expenses would disappear into invisible receipts like running water. She would rather die than bear any more debts.

Sang Xiaoyu asked him when he would come back?
Jiang Chunhui said that you still miss me.

Sang Xiaoyu thought that he had a lot to say when he came back, so he said casually, "Well, when will you be back?"

Jiang Chunhui said, "It's just these two days, how are you doing, are you okay?"

Sang Xiaoyu said: "Everything is fine."

Jiang Chunhui said: "That's good, I'll hang up and go back to see you."

Sang Xiaoyu didn't intend to tell about his former sister-in-law's troubles. He once told himself that he handed over the business to his sister-in-law, but she was always looking for him for everything, and she was so annoying.

When Sang Xiaoyu heard this, she secretly made up her mind that no matter what happened, she would take it on herself and not make trouble for him.

Sang Xiaoyu picked up the pen again, and these two men suddenly appeared in his mind, one was Jiang Chunhui and the other was Li Junhao.

For some reason, she actually made a comparison between them. She felt that when she was with Li Junhao, people were relaxed, and all the feelings were grounded, full and rich, simple and pure.

Being with Jiang Chunhui is different, he is generous, generous, and obedient to himself, but he feels like a canary being played by others...

Sang Xiaoyu shook her head and turned her mind back to her debts.

She rearranged the bill, Fei Jiani and Li Junhao were missing from the bill, and the rest were her relatives, mother's, mother-in-law's, sister-in-law's and uncle's...

When it was time to get off work, Sang Xiaoyu felt that her face was too bad, so she called her mother and said that she was too busy and would not go back today. She was afraid that her mother would ask endless questions.

She called Zhao Chunling over and said that she was sleeping in the store today and asked her to go home and sleep overnight. She also said that she would not be too early tomorrow morning and that she would be here by herself.

Zhao Chunling seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then nodded, as if she was very reluctant.

Sang Xiaoyu didn't expect her to have such an attitude. She felt that since she came to the store, she had hardly been home, but Aunt Bai had come to see her several times.

Whenever Aunt Bai came, she would praise Sang Xiaoyu for being kind, and said that her daughter had become more sensible.

So, Sang Xiaoyu asked doubtfully, then you will sleep on the same bed with me?
Zhao Chunling didn't dare to look at her, saying that she could spend the whole night by the computer downstairs, but Sang Xiaoyu refused, saying that she is young now and should pay attention to her body.

Zhao Chunling had no choice but to say that she would go home after get off work.

Sang Xiaoyu got off work, she didn't stay in the shop, but took a taxi to the beauty salon for the first time.

She has never used that card and has no time.

She feels too uncomfortable today and wants to go to the beauty salon to have a rest.

When Sang Xiaoyu was lying on the beauty bed, she felt a little more at ease in her heart. The beautician who was quite good at it didn't dare to do it, saying that she had too little flesh on her body.

The store manager came over, looked at Sang Xiaoyu and said, "Sister, I think there must be something wrong with your health, do you want to go and have a look?"

Sang Xiaoyu said it was fine, but she was too tired.

The store manager said that he resigned from the hospital, and asked her what symptoms she had, and Sang Xiaoyu explained them one by one, especially when she said that she had vomited blood...

The store manager said, I think you must have a lung problem, just go to the hospital and check here.

Sang Xiaoyu agreed, and the store manager also recommended some medicines for her, and Sang Xiaoyu wrote them down one by one.

She had a good night's sleep.

When I got back to the store, I went to the neighbor's pharmacy to buy some medicines. The pharmacy was off work late. They all knew Sang Xiaoyu and recommended some medicines.

Sang Xiaoyu went back to her shop, took several medicines, felt much better, and lay down on the bed to rest.

It was less than six o'clock in the morning, and Sang Xiaoyu felt that she had slept a little too much, so she was about to go to the morning market. She just opened the shutter door when she suddenly found Zhao Chunling in pajamas.

Zhao Chunling held soy milk in one hand and a few fried dough sticks in the other, and was turning around the corner with her head down, when Sang Xiaoyu called out to her.

(End of this chapter)