Mr. Xu, Mrs. Xu asked you for a divorce from the Civil Affairs Bureau

Mu Zhiyuan lowered his arm, only then did Cheng Yujing see that his face was pale and his brows were tightly furrowed, it didn't look like he was pretending.

His tone softened, and he couldn't help but ask, "Are you all right?"

Mu Zhiyuan sat up slowly, arched his waist and took a breath, put his hands on his stomach and abdomen, and said slowly: "It's nothing, it's just a headache, and the stomach is also very uncomfortable at the moment."

Cheng Yujing looked at him quietly for a while, and she had panicked a long time ago, so she must rub him and persuade him to go to the hospital.

Pursing her lips and looking outside, she paused for a few seconds and then turned back, "What should I do then? You can rest in the car first, I'll go to Dad's side to see, I'm worried that he's drinking too much."

After finishing speaking, he was about to withdraw, and as soon as his hand touched the car door, Mu Zhiyuan's lips turned white, he straightened up suddenly, pushed the car door, bent over and began to vomit.

He didn't eat much food tonight, and drank a lot of wine on an empty stomach. Naturally, he had nothing to vomit. The more he was in this state, the more damage he would do to his body.

Cheng Yujing had no choice but to sit back, took a bottle of water from the storage box, and another pack of tissues, and waited for him to finish.

Mu Zhiyuan vomited out the drink, but didn't feel very comfortable, his stomach cramps were even worse, he glanced at the grass.

"Check it out for me, is there bloodshot..."

*
Mu Zhiyuan went to the emergency room in the middle of the night, accompanied by Cheng Yujing.

Sitting on the bench at the door of the emergency room, she heard Mu Zhiyuan's uncomfortable voice inside, lowered her head, looked at the clean and reflective floor and sighed.

At two o'clock in the morning, Mu Zhiyuan was put into the ward. The doctor found her with the test results. There was nothing serious. There was a small blood stasis in her stomach, and the test result was too high, so she needed to be hospitalized for an infusion.

When Cheng Yujing walked into the ward, Mu Zhiyuan had already been put on water by the nurse, he was much more relaxed now, the most important thing was that he was sober.

He was lying on the hospital bed with his wrist on his forehead, and he took it off when he heard footsteps, looked up at her, and then lay down again.

"Thank you."

"Thanks for what?"

Cheng Yujing put the inspection report on the bedside table.

The man pursed his lips, "accompany me to the hospital."

Cheng Yujing didn't speak, pulled a chair and bent over to sit down, folded her arms, and looked at the man's face quietly.

It took a long time before he asked, "Do you know the mentality of sick people now?"

Mu Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyelids again, Cheng Yujing turned his face to the side, and said in a calm tone, "When a person is sick, he hopes to be accompanied by someone to see a doctor, regardless of gender."

She remembered the time she suffered from pneumonia, Mu Zhiyuan agreed and then missed the appointment.

When Mu Zhiyuan was told by her, he naturally remembered that he was at a loss in this matter, and at that time he really had no empathy.

He bowed his head guiltily, there was nothing, and it took him a long time to have the courage to look at Cheng Yujing.

Many words are lingering on the lips, but I just don’t know how.

Perhaps at this time, silence is more sincere in repentance.

The ward was silent for a long time, Cheng Yujing picked it up to check the time, at this moment, footsteps sounded outside the door again, then the door was opened from the outside, and Mu Zhiyuan's mother appeared at the door of the ward.

Seeing Mu Zhiyuan on the bed, his brows frowned, but he didn't come directly to care, and walked towards Cheng Yujing with a smile on his mouth.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law haven't seen each other for a long time. Tonight, Cheng Yujing took the initiative to contact the mother-in-law. Mu Zhiyuan was sick and hospitalized. She couldn't stay here all the time. She originally wanted to call Xiao Li, but the phone didn't work, so she could only alarm the elders.

Cheng Yujing still called her mother, after all, Mu Zhiyuan's mother treated her well, so in this case, she couldn't be less polite.

Then she said to her mother-in-law: "Since you are here, there is nothing wrong with me."

Mu Zhiyuan raised his head when he heard the words, and Cheng Yujing happened to look over, and the two eyes intersected. In his heart, he really hoped that Cheng Yujing would stay with him, but he couldn't open his mouth because of guilt.

Cheng Yujing didn't hesitate, took her bag and left,
Mu Zhiyuan looked at his wife's back, his eyes dimmed.

I thought she accompanied me to the hospital because she was soft-hearted, but it seemed that I was being sentimental again. After all, when a husband and wife are together, people just think about it.

His face was a little paler than before, and he lay down and remained silent.

His mother nagging in his ear made him more irritable and unwilling to speak—

"It's a lot of age, and you can still drink stomach bleeding, let me tell you what's good about you?"

"You have to cherish your own body. If you are not around, your mother can't take care of you even if she wants to take care of you."

"With the lesson tonight, will you still drink alcohol in the future?"

Although the mother was nagging, her tone was gentle and full of concern. In the past, he would have smiled and comforted him, and he would have agreed first whether he should drink or not. Today, for some reason, he couldn't suppress his irritability, so he interrupted his mother: "Can I be quiet?"

The mother was taken aback for a moment, then raised her eyes to look at him, saw that the son was upset written on his face, and probably could guess what was going on, so she stopped talking and didn't say anything else.

He walked to the side silently, poured a glass of warm water, and handed it over.

Mu Zhiyuan shook his head with a distressed expression, but remained silent.

After Cheng Yujing left, the ward fell into endless silence.

It was past three o'clock in the morning when she arrived home. She was so exhausted that she parked the car in the garage without getting out of the car directly.

Tilting his head back, he stared at the night in a daze for a while before pushing the door open.

The light in the living room was still on. Cheng Yujing changed her shoes and looked inside. The TV in the living room was on, but it was on mute. Lu Yan was sitting on the sofa opposite the TV.

He stood up when he heard the movement, and the two looked at each other.

The boy hooked his lips and smiled, "Is he all right?"

Cheng Yujing took off her coat and walked over, her tone flat: "It's okay, I can't die."

He walked to the sofa and sat down. He didn't feel sleepy even after tossing around, but he was a little hungry. He picked up the apple on the coffee table and ate it slowly.

Cheng Yujing was taken aback by a pair of hands suddenly placed on her shoulders. The strength of that hand was just enough to help her knead and relax her muscles and bones.

She was really tired tonight, so she didn't refuse, leaned back, closed her eyes and enjoyed quietly.

When she was licking dogs in front of others, she also did such flattering things before. Although she was noble, she did it willingly.

Now that someone treats her like this, she is naturally touched again.

After enjoying it for a while, he suddenly felt a little bit reluctant, and turned his head to him: "Sit down and rest for a while, I'm fine."

Lu Yan smiled, "Not tired."

Cheng Yujing didn't say anything else. After eating the apple, she threw the core into the trash can.

At this moment, I felt sleepy, and I heard the boy softly ask in my ear, "Do you want to rub your waist for you?"

"Okay."

Cheng Yujing subconsciously agreed.

"Get down."

She sighed, took off her house shoes, and lay down on the sofa sideways according to the instructions. Her long hair was draped over her shoulders. Lu Yan gently moved her feet away, and massaged from her shoulders to her waist.

Cheng Yujing was so content that she didn't want to open her eyes, and fell asleep just like that.

As soon as it was dawn, she opened her eyes and found that she had been carried to the bedroom by Lu Yan. She lifted the quilt, looked aimlessly at the ceiling for a moment, thought of Lu Yan's thoughtful behavior last night, sighed and smiled.

This kind of moistening and silent pursuit really made her overwhelmed. (end of this chapter)