Mysterious husband always comes late at night

When Fu zhengci heard the sound of opening the door, he almost reflexively turned around and saw Lu Xiaomei coming in. She had changed her clothes and sat down in front of him as if nothing had happened.

"You don't like my stewed soup. I won't stew it in the future. I'll find a professional nutritionist to match you with your daily diet. You've heard the doctor's words. You can't abandon yourself like this."

Fu zhengci looked at her in a daze. He wanted to tell her that he liked her stewed soup very much, but he could not be soft hearted, could not continue to let her wither around him, and could not harm her all her life.

Love her, but want to push her away, the pain in his heart is no less than her.

Seeing her hurt, he blamed himself and felt sad. This tangle and pain made him want to die. Maybe it was a relief for them.

At this time, she looked pale, and the whole person seemed to fall down at any time, but she still sat straight and stared at him, making his heart straight and soft.

"There are professional nutritionists and special care. Don't come back to the hospital in the future."

Lu Xiaomei seemed to be numb to his words, but why would she be so sad in her heart? She lowered her eyelids. "Lao Fu, I know you want to drive me away, but I also said that unless you can stand up, I won't leave you."

Fu zhengci felt like a huge stone in his heart. "I don't need you."

Lu Xiaomei looked at her hand. There were several knife wounds on her hand. She was spoiled. She couldn't even cook noodles before. In order to make his body recover as soon as possible, she learned to kill pigeons by herself.

At this time, he said that I don't need you, which made her mood reach the critical point. Her tears rolled down and choked: "old Fu, don't do this, otherwise I will be really sad."

"Since you feel sad, you should leave me, because I don't care if you will be sad." Fu zhengci was ruthless. Every word seemed to strike Lu Xiaomei's heart, which made her sad and about to collapse.

What should I do?

Even if he had the cheek to pester him, he didn't say such hurtful words except indifference. But now, he said almost anything ruthlessly.

She was afraid that she would not hold on.

"It's too late today. Go to bed. I'll go back first." Lu Xiaomei got up, didn't want to cry out of control in front of him, turned and opened the door to leave the ward.

Behind him, Fu zhengci's eyes were infatuated with her figure. Thinking of the hurtful words he had just said, he wanted to punch himself. How could he be cruel to hurt her?

Outside the ward, Lu Xiaomei sat on the bench and kept wiping her tears. What should she do? Lao Fu can't move all over now. He is in bed. She can understand that he is upset. Therefore, she needs to double her study of massage and acupuncture in order to help him recover from illness as soon as possible.

A pair of long legs suddenly appeared in front of her. She raised her head conditionally and looked at Hongshu wearing a medical robe. She quickly wiped away her tears, "Dr. Hongshu..."

Hongshu looked at her helplessly, "why do you cry every time I see you?"

Lu Xiaomei choked. She shook her head and said, "there was sand in her eyes just now. Do you want to go round the room now?"

"Well, I'm on the night shift tonight. It's getting late. Go back and have a rest." Hongshu reached out and rubbed her head with concern.