My husband is a wife

Chapter 547 Tomorrow will be better

The veins on Zhan Beichen's forehead kept twitching. He grabbed her hand and said in a deep voice, "Bring a bowl of sober soup."

"Yes, master." Dongnuan bitterly stretched out her hand to pull out the silver needle, and hurried to the kitchen to make hangover soup. It seems that she must always prepare hangover medicine in case Qin Wushuang suffers from alcoholism again. God, terrible……

Zhan Beichen dragged the struggling Qin Wushuang back to the bedroom, twisted a hot towel to compress her.

In another room, Zhan Yafu was tossing and turning and muttering in pain, restless.

"Brother Feiyang, why did you treat me like this, Brother Feiyang, I love you so much...why did you hurt me like this... woo woo woo..."

Even though she was drunk, she still couldn't get rid of her resentment towards Zhan Feiyang. Yes, at this moment, she only had resentment towards Zhan Feiyang.

Dong Nuan originally wanted to give her and hangover soup, but thinking of Qin Wushuang's order, she quietly withdrew.

Qin Wushuang made her drunk because he wanted her to have a good night's sleep. Wouldn't it be a waste of all her efforts to drink sober soup now, but she was also having nightmares when she was drunk.

"Dongnuan, how is Yafu?" Zhuang Chaoqun, who was in a wheelchair, came, looked worriedly at Zhan Yafu in the room, and asked.

"The young lady made the young lady drunk, originally to let her sleep well, but now it seems..." Dong Nuan sighed sympathetically, too many things have happened recently, and she has endured too much, so she just Even dreaming is a nightmare.

"Go and do your work. I'll go in and see her." Zhuang Chaoqun pushed the wheelchair into the room.

Dong Nuan shook his head lightly, then turned and left.

"Mom...I'm sorry...I was wrong...Forgive me...I will never make you angry again...Mom...you get better...OK...okay..." Zhan Yafu kept I was having nightmares, dreaming of being betrayed by Zhan Feiyang for a while, and dreaming of my mother who was paralyzed by a stroke due to my anger, tears of pain kept overflowing from the corners of her eyes.

"Ya Fu." Zhuang Chaoqun stood up from the wheelchair, sat on the edge of the bed, held her hand, and felt very sad seeing her struggling in pain. How should he help her?

"Mom...Mom..." Zhan Yafu suddenly grabbed his hand, "Mom, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have disobeyed you, I'm sorry..."

The pressure she was under was too much, Zhan Feiyang was such an asshole, how could he be so cruel to hurt her, Zhuang Chaoqun gently ran his hand along her back, and whispered: "Yafu, cheer up, it's okay ,everything will get better……"

The aura emanating from his body, with a faint scent of medicine, made her feel at ease, and her raving slowly stopped.

She finally calmed down. Zhuang Chaoqun held her, and his hands became sore after a while. His body hadn't recovered yet, and he didn't have much strength, but he couldn't bear to push her away, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it. Helping him too much, if he can't even give her this bit of comfort, then he is too useless.

"Sleep, sleep well, tomorrow will be better." Zhuang Chaoqun comforted him hoarsely.

Zhan Yafu hummed twice, then fell asleep peacefully.

Under the light yellow light, Zhuang Chaoqun looked down at her face, feeling a little lost.

Qin Wushuang, who drank the hangover soup, slowly came to her senses. She narrowed her lazy eyes, stared at the man in front of her, and twitched the corners of her mouth.

(End of this chapter)