"You have a high fever of 39 degrees and you don't know it yet. Is this how you take care of yourself? You took care of yourself in the hospital. Shen Qingqing, is this how you take care of yourself? You are obviously not in good health, yet you were still wandering around outside yesterday. So long?"
Huo Tingxiao scolded softly, even with a somewhat reproachful tone.
But he was not too harsh. He just silently opened the box on the bedside, which contained warm millet porridge.
"Qingqing, are you hungry? Come on, have something to eat. You haven't eaten anything all day."
Shen Qingqing sat up from the hospital bed with some difficulty and pushed the porridge he handed to her lips, "I'm not hungry."
"You should eat something even if you are not hungry. Even if you are not hungry, the child in your belly should be hungry. If you don't care about yourself, you should also take care of the child!" Huo Tingxiao handed the millet porridge to her lips again. She couldn't refuse even if she wanted to.
But Shen Qingqing didn't open her mouth. She looked at him as if she were looking at a monster.
And she was not used to him treating her like this at all.
"Mr. Huo, you don't have to treat me like this. I have nothing to do with you anymore. I am Ou Qing's wife, so we'd better keep a little distance."
Huo Tingxiao's eyes darkened a bit. He put the bowl aside and said calmly, "I know. You don't have to remind me again and again. I naturally know where I am and I won't get you scolded."
Shen Qingqing frowned slightly, pursed her lips, paused, and then said, "Well, it's good that Mr. Huo knows."
"Don't worry, I know what I should do, and I won't embarrass you. Just take good care of your health now, and don't think too much about other things, you know?" Huo Tingxiao was a little angry, but he still suppressed it. The fire in my heart.
In fact, he was angry. He was angry that the two people who once loved each other so deeply were now far apart, and she was so strange and polite to him.
After all, she doesnĄŻt want him anymore.
Shen Qingqing's eyes were as cold as her voice, "Whether I can take good care of myself or not is my own business, so I don't have to worry about Mr. Huo. As for the child, I don't need Mr. Huo to remind me. I know that this child means a lot to me." Even if I die, I will not let my children have any problems."
"I know you don't need me now, don't worry, I will leave when you get better." Huo Tingxiao said softly.
"Mr. Huo, I told you that I don't need you, why can't you understand?" Shen Qingqing's voice was hoarse, "Do you have to admit that I am annoyed when I see you?"
Because of illness, people also look very haggard.
Her words made Huo Tingxiao's heart sting slightly.
He knew that Shen Qingqing's politeness to him was superficial, and she would never be able to let go of those things.
"Then bother me. I don't trust you like this." Huo Tingxiao still smiled and didn't get angry at all.
Shen Qingqing said no more, but her expression remained cold.
"Huo Tingxiao, I don't know what's the point of doing this? Is it to make up for it? To make up for the harm you did to me? I said, those things are in the past, I don't need your compensation."
When Huo Tingxiao heard this, he raised his head slightly and looked into her eyes, "Qingqing, this is not to make up for it, but I want to be good to you."
"How disgusting."
Shen Qingqing said indifferently, then turned over and lay back down. She actually wanted to leave, but now that she was sick, she couldn't leave easily. After all, she had to consider her children. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com