Doted on, the president entangled with his little sweet wife

Chapter 220 The Troubled Nightmare

The door was closed, Song Xiaoya froze in place, she couldn't help touching her stomach with her hands.

There is a little baby inside, and there is a fresh little life in her stomach, which belongs to her little baby.

After using the toilet, Song Xiaoya came out from inside, and when she opened the door, she saw Jiang Beichen standing guard at the door.

Seeing her walking out by herself, Jiang Beichen frowned, then walked towards her.

"I can walk by myself..." Seeing him approaching, Song Xiaoya subconsciously took a step back.

Walking from the bathroom to the bed is only a few steps away, and she can walk by herself without being hugged by him.

Jiang Beichen stopped in his tracks with a dark face, then watched Song Xiaoya walk back to the bed like a snail, and then returned to the bed and lay down again.

"Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll have someone deliver it right away." Jiang Beichen walked over and asked in a low voice.

"I'm not hungry now, I don't want to eat, I just want to rest quietly for a while." Song Xiaoya took a deep breath, and then whispered.

Jiang Beichen took out his mobile phone as if he didn't hear what she said, and said to the other side: "Send some light porridge to the ward immediately."

Hearing that he called for porridge, Song Xiaoya thought that he was hungry, so she didn't say anything, closed her eyes and started to rest.

But his mind is still too confused, as long as he closes his eyes, those messy images, the sound of screaming, the image of jumping off a building, and Jiang Beichen's cold and stern expression will keep flashing.

All of this was too difficult for her to accept.

Soon, the bodyguard brought in a still warm lean meat porridge.Jiang Beichen put the porridge beside the bed, then sat down, "Song Xiaoya, get up and eat."

"I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat now." Song Xiaoya opened her eyes, and then repeated.She said just now that she is not hungry anymore, and now she really has no appetite to eat.

Jiang Beichen frowned in displeasure, asked the bodyguard to bring a chair, sat down by the bed, and then picked up the bowl of porridge, "I'll feed you."

She hasn't eaten anything since she woke up, so how could she not be hungry.

When he said he wanted to feed her, Song Xiaoya was taken aback for a moment, then sat up slowly, "Then... I'll eat by myself..."

Jiang Beichen's face darkened, she was deliberately keeping a distance from him, maybe she was still afraid of him in her heart.

This made Jiang Beichen's face a little pale.

Song Xiaoya went to pick up the bowl from Jiang Beichen's hand, but Jiang Beichen didn't let go, still holding the bowl tightly, "Don't move, I'll feed you."

He picked up the spoon, filled some porridge, and put the spoon to her lips.

Song Xiaoya was stunned for a moment, then raised her head to look at him, then looked at the porridge delivered to her mouth, then slowly opened her mouth and ate the porridge.

Seeing her eating honestly, Jiang Beichen's expression softened a bit.

However, after only eating half a bowl, Song Xiaoya couldn't eat anymore.Jiang Beichen didn't force her anymore, but asked someone to carry the things down.

After eating half a bowl of porridge, Song Xiaoya lay down again, huddled under the blanket and closed her eyes, looking like an injured little Miaomiao.

She has been like this since she woke up.

Jiang Beichen stared at her for a while, then turned and left the ward.

A servant came to the hospital from the villa to take care of Song Xiaoya, and Jiang Beichen was worried about letting other people in and out of the ward.

This afternoon, Jiang Beichen rarely showed up, and the ward seemed a little deserted.

At night, after Song Xiaoya had dinner, she wanted to take a bath, and asked the servant to bring some clothes for her to the ward.

She lives in the most luxurious Tianzi VIP ward in the hospital. The furniture and furnishings inside are very similar to the style of some high-end business hotels.

Even the bed is a double bed.

After Song Xiaoya lay under the quilt, she closed her eyes again, but every time she fell asleep, she would be awakened quickly.What I can't get rid of in my mind are all the images of that day, the appearance of the woman who jumped off the building and fell into a pool of blood...

When Jiang Beichen returned to the ward from the outside, the servant just came out of the ward, "Song Xiaoya is asleep?"

"I've already fallen asleep, but I didn't sleep well, as if I was woken up several times." The servant thought for a while and replied truthfully.

Listening to the servant's words, Jiang Beichen's brows frowned even deeper. She might be having a nightmare.

"Go and rest first." He said to the servant.

The servant nodded, then turned and left.

Jiang Beichen strode into the ward.

The room was pitch black, with no lights on, and he felt a bit of peace of mind when he heard her even breathing.

He gently untied the coat on his body, threw it on the sofa beside him, lifted a corner of the quilt, lay down in it, and hugged her from behind.

In the morning, when the sky was still a little hazy, Song Xiaoya woke up from her sleep again, and she shouted, "Don't jump!"

Sitting up in shock, he took a deep breath.

"Nightmare?" Jiang Beichen also sat up from her side, looking at her with a frown, with a deeply worried expression on his face.

Hearing Jiang Beichen's voice, Song Xiaoya was startled, turned her head hastily, only to find that he was beside her.

She calmed down, pursed her lips and said nothing, and then lay down slowly.Jiang Beichen hugged her with his back, and lay down too, holding her hand. Her palm was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

He leaned his head over and kissed her face lightly, then whispered comfort in her ear, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Since childhood, Jiang Beichen has never comforted anyone, and he doesn't know what language to use to comfort others, but he knows that she needs comfort now.

Jiang Beichen hated himself a little, with a distressed expression on his face, he hugged her even tighter.

Song Xiaoya didn't speak, but closed her eyes tightly. In the dream just now, she saw the scene of the girl jumping down the stairs again. She wanted to rush over to stop her, but she couldn't reach her. She could only witness the scene again and again. Such a tragedy.

Song Xiaoya was dizzy, and fell asleep in Jiang Beichen's arms again, this time more peacefully, and did not wake up again until dawn.

Jiang Beichen was no longer lying beside him, only the smell of his perfume remained on the pillow.

"Miss Song, are you awake?" The servant saw Song Xiaoya woke up, and hurried over, "I'll get someone to bring the food, you go wash up first, and then prepare to eat."

"Okay." Song Xiaoya lifted the quilt, stood on the ground with both feet, and walked slowly into the bathroom.

After washing up, when he walked out of the bathroom, the servant had already delivered the prepared breakfast and set it up.

It's all fresh eggs and milk.

(End of this chapter)