Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Chapter 13 Treatment
Tang Xue's words finally gave Fu Tingjun a little bit of vigilance. He finally realized how serious Yang Qingwei's situation was, but it was difficult for the company and family to take care of it. There was not much difference, except that Xu Wang came to hang water for her every day to keep her alive, and it was Tang Xue who gave her psychological treatment.

At the beginning, Yang Qingwei would still resist facing strangers, but after a long time, coupled with Tang Xue's sincerity, Yang Qingwei was a little slack.

"Today's water, I asked Aunt Wu to add sugar, you have a taste!" Seeing Yang Qingwei who could already sit on the bed, Tang Xue didn't dare to let go.

Yang Qingwei glanced at the white gravel lying on the bottom of the crystal cup on the bedside table, thinking that Mrs. Wu must have put too much white sugar, because it sank to the bottom because it was not stirred evenly.

She didn't want to drink at first, but after thinking about Tang Xue's encouraging eyes, she still took a sip.

"Sweet?"

Yang Qingwei nodded with a smile.

Her face has changed from sallow to pale, and her figure is still thin, but she is a little more popular than before.

"Actually, what Doctor Xu gives you every day is glucose water. Instead of giving you such painful needles on the back of your hand, you might as well drink some sugar water. It not only quenches your thirst, but is also sweet!" Tang Xue chatted with her recklessly like an old friend.

It's always good to have someone to talk to.

Tang Xue put the peeled apples into the white disk, cut them into small pieces with a fruit knife and placed them on the table. She asked the servant for two fruit forks, one for each person. Smiling at her, forked a piece into his mouth, chewed it carefully, and gave her a thumbs up.

Yang Qingwei couldn't resist her temptation, so she forked a small piece and put it in her mouth. The peeled apple was soft and sweet. Yang Qingwei hadn't eaten this kind of hard food for a long time, and her teeth hurt when she chewed it. But seeing Tang Xue's encouraging eyes, she still persisted, but when she was about to swallow, she couldn't swallow it anyway, her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and finally she was overwhelmed and vomited out, and Tang Xue immediately took it when she saw her reaction. Paper towels passed.

After Yang Qingwei vomited, she held the wastebasket and vomited for a while, gargling with half a cup of sugar water before giving up.

After wiping her mouth, Yang Qingwei smiled embarrassingly, because the severe vomiting made her pale face turn a little red, but her voice was still weak, she repeatedly said sorry, Tang Xue waved her hand and said it was okay, and said that the apple was too big, Don't blame her.

Although Yang Qingwei was weak, she was still clear-headed. She knew that Tang Xue was coaxing her, her nose turned sour, and her eyes turned red. Tang Xue handed over the tissue again, and tears fell when the corners of Yang Qingwei's mouth raised.

"Thank you!" Yang Qingwei's voice was not as hoarse as before, but her breath was weak. If she was far away, she would not be able to hear her voice at all. Fortunately, Tang Xue could already sit by her bed and chat with her.

Tang Xue wanted to say no, but she interrupted herself.

"I know you came here to treat me, I'm fine, you don't have to try your best to please me!"

The moist eyes glowed brightly, and Tang Xue's heart skipped a beat. Fortunately, so many years of experience stabilized her emotions, and she replied with a smile, "Ms. Yang Qingwei, although you know a lot, there is one thing you want to say wrong!"

Yang Qingwei looked at her curiously, and Tang Xue said without changing her expression, "In the beginning, I did come here to treat your illness, but now it's a fake public benefit!"

Yang Qingwei was even more curious. Tang Xue pinched her fingers, and finally she was ashamed, but she still said to her gently, "I have three purposes for coming here now. It’s because I think you’re a good person, and you can hand it in; three, I’m a little embarrassed to say it, but I’m actually greedy for your chef’s craftsmanship, and I want to eat a few more free lunches!”

Unexpectedly, a dignified psychiatrist came here to eat and drink, Yang Qingwei couldn't help laughing, but ended up coughing again after choking on the saliva.

(End of this chapter)