Wealthy Poison Doctor's Wife

Chapter 316 345: Let's start again (6)

In the porch.

Zhai Xixi fell to the base of the wall, her eyes were closed tightly, her face was pale, and there were red blood stains at the corner of her mouth, which formed a strong visual contrast with the whiteness of her face, which made Han Heng feel regretful.

How could he be impulsive and out of control say those heart-piercing words to her?

He clearly knew that the worst thing Zhai Xixi felt was that he had betrayed Han Zhen...

"Xi Xi..."

Han Heng hurriedly picked up Zhai Xixi from the ground, kicked the door behind him, and a loud 'bang' shocked the takeaway boy back to his soul.

He also saw the scene in the porch. He was saving lives, so he naturally couldn't call the police. He just turned around and wanted to go back, but he realized that the takeaway hadn't been delivered yet, so he turned around and rang the doorbell.

The doorbell rang for a full 15 minutes, but no one opened it, and the delivery guy was about to cry.

Just when he was about to smash the door, the elevator door opened again on this floor with a 'ding'.

A middle-aged man in a white coat hurried over with a box, rang the doorbell and knocked on the door panel, shouting, "Mr. Han, I'm here, open the door!"

After a while, the door opened.

The takeaway guy wanted to cry again, I knew he would knock on the door and ring the doorbell too.

"That...Mr. Han, the takeaway you ordered..."

Before the last word was pronounced, the door panel closed again with a 'bang' in front of him, almost hitting his nose.

Delivery guy: "..."

*
After the family doctor Liu Zifei examined Zhai Xixi, he said that Zhai Xixi was fine, maybe she was too tired and fell asleep. The blood stains at the corners of her mouth were just biting her lip, so she hung nutrient solution on Zhai Xixi, and then sat on the bed. next to the sofa.

Han Heng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard his words, turned around and saw that he was sitting still, and frowned slightly: "Why don't you leave?"

Liu Zifei was taken aback, "Didn't I wait for the infusion to end so I can pull out the needle for Miss Zhai?"

"No, you go back, I will pull out the needle too."

Liu Zifei smiled: "I can't see that Mr. Han still has this skill, it's really..." Suddenly touching Han Hengyi's emotionless gaze, he put away the playful expression on his face, and said very seriously and respectfully: "Then I'll go first Goodbye, Mr. Han."

After Liu Zifei left, the room returned to extreme silence.

The transparent liquid in the dripping pot falls rhythmically drop by drop, splashing small splashes.

Zhai Xixi lay quietly on the bed, like a fragile porcelain doll.

Han Heng took a look at the half of the liquid medicine left in the infusion bag, and guessed that it would take half an hour at least. Zhai Xixi didn't know when she would wake up. When she woke up, the seafood he bought would have already turned cold. It's not fresh anymore.

Moreover, Han Zhen's parents are unoccupied for a long time, so you don't need to look at it to know that the refrigerator must be cleaner than his face, otherwise Zhai Xixi wouldn't order takeaway.

Thinking of this, Han Hengyi called his assistant.

After half an hour.

There was still a small amount of medicine in the infusion bag, and the doorbell rang outside the door.

As soon as Han Heng opened the door, besides the assistant carrying the supermarket shopping bag, there was also the takeaway boy who had been forgotten before.

Han Heng stared at the takeaway boy suspiciously, his expression seemed to be that he didn't understand why he was standing here.

The takeaway brother received Han Hengyi's gaze, and quickly took out a takeaway from the takeaway box behind his back and handed it to him, his voice was full of grievances: "This is the takeaway you ordered."

Han Heng frowned and glanced at the red overalls on the delivery boy, and then he remembered that this person had come before Zhai Xixi fainted.

This person has been waiting until now?
As soon as Han Heng reached out to take the takeaway ordered by Zhai Xixi, he took out his wallet from the inside pocket of his suit, took out a few banknotes and stuffed them into the delivery boy's hand, took the shopping bag from the assistant's hand, and closed the door again.

Walking into the restaurant with the bag in hand, Han Heng raised his hand and wanted to throw the takeaway into the trash can. After such a long time, the takeaway must be cold and not very hygienic, but the moment he let go of his hand, he thought of something and didn't throw it away. Instead open.

There are braised meatballs, garlic short ribs, pot-wrapped meat in tomato sauce, and a portion of boiled dry shreds. It is Zhai Xixi's eating style.

As soon as Han Heng opened the shopping bag brought by his assistant, there were all kinds of meat, vegetables, vegetarian dishes, and condiments in it. It shouldn't be a problem to make the few dishes that Zhai Xixi wanted to eat, but the biggest problem is... he won't do.

He first went to the bedroom to check on Zhai Xixi. The medicine in the infusion bag was gone, and the medicine in the dripping pot was dropping at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Han Heng carefully peeled off the adhesive tape that fixed the needle handle on Zhai Xixi's hand, picked up the medical cotton swab that Liu Zifei left before he left, quickly pulled out the needle, and then quickly pressed the needle hole with the cotton swab.

After pressing for a while, he let go when no more blood came out.

Zhai Xixi was still in a deep sleep.

Han Heng tucked her hands into the thin quilt, stared at her face and couldn't help shaking his head.

Sometimes feelings are so irrational.

So far, he still can't figure out why he likes her?
There are not a few women in this world who are better than her and more beautiful than her. During the ten years abroad, he has seen many beauties abroad, but he feels that no one can capture his heart as easily as her.

From the first time I met her, she was still a small group, she broke into his heart domineeringly and domineeringly, and she never left after many years.

Han Heng leaned over and kissed her gently on the center of her eyebrows, the tip of her nose, her cheeks, and her lips.

It would be great if she loved him too.

*
When Zhai Xixi woke up, the sun was about to set.

Staring blankly at the ceiling above his head for a while, he slowly came back to his senses, belatedly remembering that he was in Han Zhen's apartment.

Habitually, I reached out and touched the pillow, but found nothing.

She sat up in shock: Where's Han Zhen?

After uncovering the quilt, I found that the box was under the quilt, probably because she slept dishonestly, and the box was next to her thigh.

"Han Zhen, are you overwhelmed?"

Zhai Xixi hurriedly carried the box into her arms, and stroked a couple of them distressedly.

I got out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower, only to realize that I forgot to take my clothes.

Wipe off the moisture on her body with a bath towel, because she thought that there would be no one else here, so she walked out of the bathroom naked and walked to the cloakroom.

After taking two steps, I felt a chill behind me.

She subconsciously turned around and met Han Heng's dark eyes directly.

His gaze seemed to be looking into her eyes, but also seemed not to.

Zhai Xixi was taken aback, "Why are you here?"

She remembered that before, he had said very exaggerated words, and then...she seemed to vaguely feel that he had gone...how could he appear in the bedroom now?
Didn't you go?

Zhai Xixi tried hard to think back, she didn't seem to go to bed to sleep, and she didn't even have a memory of how she fell asleep.

Thinking of this, she looked at Han Hengyi with a bit of vigilance.

"Please leave immediately."

Han Heng pursed his lips tightly and looked deeply at Zhai Xixi. After a long time, he spoke with a hoarse voice: "Xixi, I think..." He swallowed unconsciously, and then said: "... You should put on your clothes before chasing me away."

Zhai Xixi lowered her head, her eyes touched a large restricted-grade picture, feeling annoyed, she turned around and slipped into the cloakroom, and when she got dressed and came out again, Han Hengyi was no longer in the bedroom, Zhai Xixi instinctively thought he was gone.

It was getting dark outside, she was wearing Han Zhen's big black T-shirt, and she only wore a pair of underwear inside, which was put here when she and Han Zhen were friends before, and Han Zhen kept it carefully, and put it together with his .

She picked up the box from the bed, ready to leave here.

Walking to the living room, Han Heng came out of the kitchen with a spatula in his hand, "Xixi, there is one last dish of rice, please sit on the sofa first..."

Zhai Xixi interrupted without waiting for him to finish, "Why are you still here?"

"You didn't eat at noon. I was worried that you were hungry, so I made some dishes for you."

"Can't you understand people's language? Han Hengyi?" Zhai Xixi's eyes and brows were full of anger, "This is Han Zhen's place, please go out!"

Han Hengyi wanted to say something at first, but for some reason, it felt like a fishbone was stuck in his throat, and there was a faint sharp pain spreading from his throat to all his limbs.

He couldn't speak a word.

The hand holding the handle of the spatula tightened forcefully, and there was a sharp pain in his hand, and he didn't know where it hurt, but he felt that it hurt everywhere.

Zhai Xixi could see that his face was not good-looking, and felt that the air in the room suddenly became heavy and extremely depressing. She knew in her heart that Han Hengyi was unhappy.

Before, he was also angry, and then he said those words that pierced into the bottom of her heart. She was afraid that he would say something worse, and before he could react, she quickly walked towards the door with the box in her arms.

As soon as he reached the entrance, his hand was about to put on the doorknob, and the arm that was on the doorknob was clamped.

Han Heng dragged Zhai Xixi all the way into the dining room, pulled out a dining chair, and forced her to sit down. On the dining table, there were three plates, and the dishes on each plate were dark, barely distinguishable. One is meatballs, the other is pork ribs, and the other looks like some kind of meat. Zhai Xixi glanced at it but didn't recognize it, and didn't bother to identify it. She turned her head and glared at Han Hengyi, "What the hell are you trying to do?"

As soon as Han Heng didn't speak, he directly picked up a pair of chopsticks and stuffed them into her hands, his voice was cold and hard, and he said like an order: "Eat!"

Di Xixi's stubborn temper also came up, she threw away her chopsticks and got up to leave: "I don't want to eat!"

The chopsticks hit the solid wood table with a loud 'snap', and then slid to the edge of the table due to inertia and fell to the ground, making two crisp 'ding' sounds that lingered.

Han Heng clenched his fist with ten fingers, and the moment Di Xixi brushed against his shoulder, he turned around and grabbed Di Xixi's chin, looking at her eyes rolled with thick black, deep and fierce.

"Zhai Xixi, what exactly do you want me to do before you forgive me? Huh? Why don't you give me any place in your heart? Why can't I compare to Han Zhen in your heart? Even if he dies, I can't compare to him?"

Not without envy.

Han Hengyi was deeply jealous of Han Zhen's position in Zhai Xixi's heart.

If the role can be changed, he would rather die himself, as long as he can stay in Zhai Xixi's heart forever.

Out of the corner of his eye, he touched the urn wrapped in black silk and satin in her arms. Han Heng's gaze became sharp and sinister. Something in his heart rushed to the top of his head, and his reason was instantly crushed. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The square box, raise your hand and throw it out.

Zhai Xixi ate very little breakfast, and hadn't eaten until now. He was already so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, and his abdomen felt as empty as if it had been hollowed out. There were also faint dull pains, and he had no strength in his whole body.

As soon as Han Heng grabbed her chin, her struggling strength was limp.

The pain in her jaw and the pain in her abdomen made her eyes flush.

The box in her arms was suddenly snatched away again, she panicked, her eyes were red with anxiety, and she reached out to grab it.

Unexpectedly, Han Hengyi raised his hand to throw the box out!
The pain gushing out of her heart almost swallowed her completely. Her chin was still pinched by Han Heng. In desperation, she could only rush out of the box and hit a fist, and the box was supported by the dust and slowly fell to the ground. .

With tears in her eyes, Zhai Xixi used all her strength to break away Han Hengyi's hand that was clamping her chin. She rushed over to pick up the box, opened the black silk and satin and checked it carefully. Hugging, gently rubbing his cheeks.

The way she loved the box like a treasure completely hurt Han Hengyi's heart.

He slowly raised his hand and stared at his palm. He doesn't know how to cook, and he has never cooked before. He searched for recipes from the Internet, wrote them down and pasted them on the wall where he could see them when he looked up. Do it step by step, dare not make a little mistake, cut your hands when cutting vegetables, and splash oil when the vegetables are put into the pan, your hands can be said to be bruised.

The back of the right hand is full of red marks from scalding oil, and there are blisters. There are three or four cuts on each finger of the index finger and middle finger of the left hand. The shallowest one shows blood, and the deepest one shows bone. It started to bleed again, and now the blood on the hands looked a little shocking.

He is not a hypocritical person, and he is not afraid of pain, but... Zhai Xixi can't see it at all. In her eyes and heart, there is only one Han Zhen, even if it is just a dead person.

The anger in my heart gradually turned into sadness.

I do not know how long it has been.

When Zhai Xixi turned around holding the box, she was the only one left in the restaurant.

Han Hengyi finally left.

Not only did this recognition not make her feel better, but an indescribably heavy emotion spread in her chest.

The chopsticks were lying on the ground separated from the north and the south, and the dark dishes on the three plates on the table were completely cold.

Zhai Xixi knelt on the cold floor for a long time, got up, put the box on the dining chair, and started to tidy up the dining room and kitchen.

The kitchen seemed to have gone through a big battle. There were patches of water on the ground, kitchen knives, chopping boards, spatulas, pots and bowls were piled up in a haphazard manner on the table, and it was two extremes from the scene where Han Zhen was cooking before.

Zhai Xixi tidied up the countertop and the floor neatly. When throwing out the trash, Zhai Xixi's eyes were fixed on the trash can and he was a little dazed.

In the trash can, there are many used paper towels. The whiteness of the paper towels is in stark and strong contrast with the dark red color of the paper towels.

There are large patches of red, and some tissues are almost completely soaked in dark red.

Han Heng was injured in one hand, in fact, she had already seen it.

There was such an obvious bloody mouth on his right hand that it was hard not to see it.

He can't cook, she knows.

It's just that I didn't expect to be so clumsy that I hurt like this after cooking just once...

Shaking his head to get rid of the uncomfortable emotions in his head, he fastened the mouth of the garbage bag, and was ready to go out to throw out the garbage.

The moment she stood up, she glanced at the clean countertop, and her eyes suddenly fixed on the wall in front of the stage.

There was a large piece of paper on it, but I was too busy tidying it up and didn't see it.

It was a little far away, and she couldn't see what was written on it, but could only see lines of long or short black characters.

Taking a closer look, the softest part of Zhai Xixi's heart seemed to have been hit by something, and there was a burst of pain that was not light or heavy, but uncomfortable.

On it are the recipes for Braised Meatballs, Garlic Short Ribs, Pork Wrapped in Tomato Sauce, and Boiled Dried Shredded Shreds.

At noon today, the takeaway she ordered seems to be these dishes.

Suddenly remembered something, she hurriedly opened the garbage bag in her hand, and sure enough, there was the takeaway she ordered at noon...

Zhai Xixi stared at the takeaway in the garbage bag for a long time, her expression was in a trance.

The scenes of being with Han Hengyi once passed by frame by frame.

He is good to her, she knows.

Back then, she not only remembered everything with Han Zhen, she also remembered everything with Han Hengyi when she was a child.

How he rescued her from human traffickers, how he gave her a prosperous fireworks on New Year's Eve, how he greeted her when he was separated from her, how he insisted on a "good night" every night for ten years '...

The garbage bag fell out of my hands at some point.

Zhai Xixi slowly knelt down on the ground covering her face.

She turned out to be this kind of person who sees things differently?

He clearly loves Han Zhen deeply, why would he have other feelings for Han Hengyi?

She said that she hated Han Hengyi who took advantage of the danger to intervene between her and Han Zhen, but how could she not know that if she didn't like Han Hengyi at all, how could he have the opportunity to intervene?

In the final analysis, she was still not specific enough in her own feelings.

　Second watch, nine o'clock
　　
　
(End of this chapter)