Teasing: Qing Leng's ex-husband lost control and kissed me

Chapter 37 Depression
Li Yang clearly felt that if he just did some simple actions such as standing up and reaching out, his eyes would turn black and his whole body would tremble.

The pain in the lower abdomen is still clear.

She curled up on the bed, trying her best to calm her shortness of breath.

It took a long time before she managed to turn on the screen, and found that Fu Qingyu was the only one left in all her contact lists.

The SIM card of the mobile phone was also pulled out.

"Fu Qingyu..." She slumped on the bed, crying weakly.

Tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't even raise his hand to wipe them.

She had never been so helpless.

After a while, the locked door was opened.

Aunt Li walked up to her with a sumptuous meal, and looked at her pale and thin face, with tears all over her face, and eyes that were still wide open, full of unwillingness, and felt very distressed.

"Madam, these dishes are specially ordered by my husband. You haven't eaten since you came back, are you hungry?" Aunt Li's eyes were slightly red.

What a lively person before, it's only been a few days, and he's become so thin.

Li Yang turned his eyes stiffly, and finally saw her.

The dry and pale lips squirmed a few times before making a sound: "Li... Aunt Li, where is Fu Qingyu?"

"Mr. just received a call from a doctor, and he was in a hurry to go out." Aunt Li said as she propped up the small table next to the bed to help her arrange the meals.

Li Yang didn't have the strength to turn his head, so he could only close his eyes, and after a long time of deliberation, he asked, "Aunt Li, my hand...the phone is out of battery, can I borrow yours...to make a call?"

Just after saying such a sentence, her chest began to rise and fall violently.

Seeing her frail appearance made Aunt Li feel sad and soft.

"Let's eat after making the phone call. You're not in good health. No matter how much money you earn, it's useless." After she finished speaking earnestly, she put her elderly phone into Li Yang's hand and avoided it.

Li Yang clenched the phone in his hand, and felt a little more at ease.

Fortunately, she can recite Xueer's number.

"Hello? Who is it?"

When a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, she felt for the first time that she couldn't hold back her tears.

"Xue'er..." Li Yang's voice was obviously choked up, "Do you know... Xu Qingru's current situation?"

"Yangyang?! Your voice...what's wrong with you?" Xue'er recognized her voice immediately.

When Li Yang was a poor student, he met Yi Xueer from the school's acting department.

She studied consecutively for undergraduate and master's degree, and during the seven years in school, she established a deep girlfriend relationship with Xue'er.

During the five years of undergraduate clinical practice, every time she was insulted and blackmailed by Wang Shuya, and she was too poor to pay the tuition, it was Xueer who helped her.

Of all the people she knew, probably only Xueer's family background could help her find Xu Qingru.

"I'm fine...Xue'er, I just want to know...how is Xu Qingru?" She clenched her teeth, not letting Xue'er hear her panting too loudly.

"Did Fu Qingyu bully you again?" Why couldn't Yi Xueer hear her abnormality, her delicate voice was full of anxiety, "Are you at home now? I'll go find you!"

"I'm really fine...Xue'er, tell me...do you know about Xu Qingru? This is very important to me..."

Li Yang persisted in asking about the result. On his pale face, there were only a pair of eyes, which were covered with red bloodshot eyes.

The person on the other side of the phone, calmed down by her words, spoke hesitantly:
"Xu Qingru? It was quite lively a few days ago. Is that woman outside Fu Qingyu?... Fu Qingyu protected her very well, and no one from the Yi family has seen her. I heard... I heard that she is being pampered by Fu Qingyu now." Get up, and no one can find out where she is."

"Is it……"

Li Yang let out a miserable smile.

How ridiculous was it that she frightened Xu Qingru back then?

After a few casual words with Xue'er, she hung up the phone and carefully deleted the call log before letting Aunt Li in.

Fu Qingyu locked her up because he was afraid that she would trouble his sweetheart?
I don't know if Fu Qingyu is stupid or Xu Qingru is too confident.

Do you really think that she, Li Yang, can be controlled so easily?

"Ma'am, this is the vegetable and pork liver porridge that I have boiled for two hours. It nourishes the blood. Drinking more is good for your health."

Aunt Li helped her put two pillows behind her, put the small table on the bed, and introduced the dishes:
"There are also duck blood, fungus, and old hen soup, which are all blood-enriching and good for the body. You and your husband are young, and it is still easy to have children when your health is better.

Those two children... have nothing to do with this family.

Now that woman Xu Qingru is gone, sir and you have settled down, and there will be many better days in the future.

... Madam's hand is injured, let me feed you this meal. "

"Thank you." Li Yang said lightly.

No matter what Fu Qingyu did, she knew that Aunt Li was really worried about herself.

It's a pity that the old man will be disappointed.

When she kills Fu Qingyu's sweetheart with her own hands, the family will really break up.

"Aunt Li, is Xu Qingru... still living in Liangyuan?" She took a sip of porridge, feeling the scorching heat going down her esophagus, warming her entire abdominal cavity.

The tight brow finally relaxed a little.

Seeing that she likes it, Aunt Li hastily fed another spoonful, and said angrily, "How can that kind of woman have the face to live here after doing such a thing? If it wasn't for the master's illness and still not recovering, she would definitely want that." Women can't live but can't die."

Aunt Li is a simple person, and she rarely utters words of revenge so seriously.

Li Yang smiled and didn't say anything more.

Just staring at his injured hands, lost in thought.

On the other side, Fu Qingyu was sitting at a huge desk, approving documents one by one.

The voice on the phone did not stop:

"...The problem of excessive blood loss can be recovered as long as the blood transfusion is on time during this period. Or postpartum depression, we must pay special attention to it.

Moreover, postpartum depression is the result of multiple factors such as hormones, social factors, and personal psychological changes. Some people will recover after their hormone levels stabilize, and some people may turn from postpartum depression to depression, and they will not be able to get out of it for a lifetime.

There are many related suicide cases every year.

If she can't stabilize her emotions and get out of the current state, she may finally..."

Fu Qingyu's hand holding the phone suddenly tightened.

In the kitchen again, Li Yang stabbed his stomach with a fruit knife with no expression on his face.

"Got it, I'll watch her."

Fu Qingyu took a deep breath, her voice was low and hoarse, "When she was unconscious, I took away all the things that could hurt herself in the room, and I will always be with her after that."

"Okay, in short, Mr. Fu must pay attention. Afterwards, blood transfusion can be done at home. Let's do platelet transfusion for five days and observe."

"Thank you."

Fu Qingyu pressed his index finger on his temple, and couldn't let go of his brows.

(End of this chapter)