One Thought Addiction: Fu Shao's Heart-to-heart Doting on His Wife

At this moment, Ning Yixiu had already got up, Xue Jing could only look up at him, besides what he said, she wanted to see what kind of expression Ning Yixiu had when he said those words.

However, Xue Jing was going to be disappointed in the end, Ning Yixiu's face was as usual, and nothing was wrong at all.

"What? Is there anything else?" Not only did Ning Yixiu not avoid Xue Jing's gaze, but he asked a question instead.

Under his rhetorical question, Xue Jing shook her head again and again, "It's nothing."

In fact, it was nothing, Xue Jing was worried, although there was no proof, she felt that something was wrong with Ning Yixiu, it was an intuition that could not be expressed in words.

"I'm making soup in the kitchen, let's go after dinner." Xue Jing asked to stay.

It's just that Ning Yixiu's mind is no longer like this, he doesn't want to stay, even if he stays, what's the point, is it just for that bowl of soup?
"No need, I have to deal with a lot of things in the hospital, so I won't drink, and try Aunt Jing's cooking next time." Ning Yixiu declined the kindness, but still insisted on leaving.

Xue Jing was in a hurry, she didn't know what was going on, she just kept flustered, especially when Ning Yixiu was about to leave, she was even more flustered, she just wanted to keep him, no matter what the reason was, her heart A sense of fear arose, as if this person would leave her completely once he left.

"Wait." Xue Jing was already in poor health, but as soon as her emotions surged, her old illness relapsed.

Xue Jing's breathing was unstable. She clutched her chest and breathed rapidly, but even so, her condition did not improve, but her face became paler and paler.

"Aunt Jing, where's your medicine?" Seeing this scene, no matter what his identity was, he couldn't let it go.

Xue Jing was short of breath and couldn't even speak a complete sentence.

Seeing this, Ning Yixiu had no choice but to call the helper and ask where the medicine was kept, but the helper looked bewildered and didn't know where the medicine was kept.

This is hard to do.

So Ning Yixiu pinned his hopes on Xue Jing, and only she knew where the medicine was.

"Pour a glass of water first." Ning Yixiu patted Xue Jing on the back while comforting her.

The helper went right away.

Just at this moment, Fu Jincheng, who was out, came back. When he saw the scene in front of him, his expression changed drastically, and he rushed over in a hurry.

"What's wrong?" Fu Jincheng asked worriedly.

"Aunt Jing is ill. Uncle Fu, where's the medicine?" Ning Yixiu briefly explained the situation, and asked repeatedly where Xue Jing's medicine was.

"Oh, I'll get it right away." Fu Jincheng hurried to get the medicine.

Fu Jincheng gave Xue Jing medicine, and Xue Jing's condition gradually improved. Fu Jincheng wanted to help Xue Jing back to the room to rest, but Xue Jing's hand was tightly grasping Ning Yixiu's. .

"This..." Fu Jincheng looked at Ning Yixiu in embarrassment.

Ning Yixiu was also in a dilemma, if Xue Jing never let go, then she would always be deadlocked here.

"Aunt Jing, let me go first, Uncle Fu will take you to rest." Ning Yixiu whispered in Xue Jing's ear.

However, instead of letting go, Xue Jing held his hand a little tighter, refusing to let go no matter what.

"Ah Jing." Fu Jincheng also said in Xue Jing's ear, "Let go of Yixiu's hand first, you can see that his hand is red, you are not in good health, go to rest first."