Warm Marriage 100 Points: Sweet Wife, Please Be Good

Qi Jingchen doesn't care about the child at all now, but if something happens to the child, Zhong Jiaqi will definitely feel very sad.

He frowned tightly, Zhong Jiaqi must be fine.

After a while, the door of the emergency room was finally opened.

Qi Jingchen immediately walked up to the doctor and asked anxiously, "Doctor, how is my wife doing now?"

The doctor said consolingly: "The pregnant woman is fine now, but this fright has caused her to move her fetus, and she needs to rest for a few days. As a doctor, I have to say a few words, it is very hard for a woman to be pregnant, and Now that the month is so big, how can you scare her?"

Qi Jingchen nodded, "I'll pay attention to it in the future."

He won't let something like this happen again.

When Qi Jingchen brought Qi Han and Wen Qi into the ward, Zhong Jiaqi lay pale on the hospital bed with her eyes tightly closed, Qi Jingchen couldn't help reaching out and gently touched Zhong Jiaqi's cheek.

After feeling the warmth under his fingertips, Qi Jingchen's heart relaxed a little, and after he relaxed, he found a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

Not long after, Wen Xi also appeared in the ward.

Qi Jingchen glanced at the white gauze on Wenxi's arm, and said sincerely, "Thank you for saving Jiaqi."

An Jinglin stood aside and snorted coldly, Wen Xi shrugged at the corner of An Jinglin's clothes in embarrassment.

"Don't worry about him, anyone would do this. After all, Jiaqi still has a baby in her stomach. I just suffered a little trauma."

"Jiaqi is fine, you go back to rest first, I'm sorry tonight."

Wen Qi looked at Qi Han with some reluctance, and Qi Han patted her on the shoulder lightly, and said comfortingly: "Go back and rest first, and I will go to you again when my mother recovers. "

Although Wen Qi was making a fuss, she was still sensible, knowing that Qi Han was in a bad mood now, and she couldn't cause trouble for Qi Han here, so she obediently followed Wen Xi back.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Wen Xi looked straight at An Jinglin's side face, she knew that An Jinglin was still angry.

"Jing Lin, don't be angry, okay?" Wen Xi said cautiously, "No one wants to see such a thing, this is an unexpected situation."

An Jinglin looked at Wen Xi with scarlet eyes: "Then tell me, how many times will such emergencies happen again?"

"I don't want such a thing to happen, but Jiaqi is still pregnant with two children, do you really think I can turn a blind eye?" Wen Xi asked anxiously, "If I really turn a blind eye, do you think it's still me? "

An Jinglin parked the car on the side of the road, turned around and held Wen Xi's shoulder: "If I hadn't followed you today, do you know what would happen tonight? Can't you make me feel at ease?"

Wen Xi felt sorry for An Jinglin's worry, but even if what happened tonight happened again, she would still block the knife for Zhong Jiaqi.

"I know, and I don't want to see you worry, so I try not to go out now, what else do you want?" Wen Xi asked helplessly.

An Jinglin's face turned cold all of a sudden: "What do you mean by that?"

"I don't mean anything. I'm just telling you that I'm already very careful. What happened today is just an emergency. If possible, I want to avoid it."

"If you didn't insist on coming to Shenzhen, would such a thing happen?" An Jinglin said coldly.

Wen Xi broke away An Jinglin's hand impatiently: "What else do you want from me? I just want to see the clothes I designed. Isn't that all right?"

"Do you feel wronged?"

"An Jinglin, I don't want to quarrel with you now, let's go back first."

An Jinglin glanced at Wen Qi who was still sitting in the back row, and didn't continue to talk, but put on his seat belt and drove the car back to the hotel.

After watching Wen Qi return to his room, An Jinglin grabbed Wen Xi's uninjured arm and brought her back to the bedroom.

"Wen Xi, do you feel wronged?"

In the afternoon, what Zhong Jiaqi said suddenly came to Wenxi's mind, everyone should be themselves, but is she still like herself now?
She loves An Jinglin, but should she really give up herself for An Jinglin?
"I don't feel wronged, but do you really think it's a good thing for me to stay at home every day?" Wen Xi looked straight into An Jinglin's eyes, "I don't even have a job now, I think I am like your little lover."

"Little lover?" An Jinglin smiled coldly, "Which lover do you think will be as disobedient as you, or do you think I will worry about a lover?"

"Enough is enough for you. I know that what happened five years ago left a shadow on you, but five years have passed since that incident, and I have let go of it. It is time for you to let go too."

"I can't let it go," An Jinglin roared angrily, "As long as I think of the picture of you lying in my arms dripping with blood, I can't accept it."

Looking at An Jinglin's reddish eye sockets, Wen Xi softened her heart, but she really didn't want to be like a confinement, staying at home every day, waiting for An Jinglin to come home from get off work.

Even if she wanted to go out, An Jinglin would send someone to follow her and protect her secretly, but this kind of protection made Wen Xi feel that she was being watched.

"Jing Lin, that kind of thing won't happen again, don't trap yourself in the memories, okay?"

Wen Xi looked straight into An Jinglin's eyes, hoping that An Jinglin could listen to what he said.

"I will never get out of that time."

Looking at An Jinglin's reddish eyes, Wen Xi knew that if they continued to argue like this, they would only quarrel, so he had to let An Jinglin calm down first.

She clutched the wound on her arm and said, "My wound hurts a bit!"

When An Jinglin heard Wen Xi say that his arm hurts, he immediately grabbed Wen Xi's wrist nervously: "Don't move, sit on the bed for a while, the wound may be open, I'll help you deal with it."

Seeing An Jinglin holding the alcohol cotton in his hand, wiping the blood off his wound bit by bit, Wen Xi felt warm in his heart.

She tried to make her tone sound calm: "Jing Lin, I found that I really like fashion design, just let me come out to work, I promise I will commute to and from work on time, and I will wait for you in the company after get off work Come pick me up, okay?"

An Jinglin raised his eyes and glanced at Wen Xi: "You really want to go out to work so much?"

Wen Xi nodded: "I've stayed at home for too long, and I don't feel like I am myself anymore. Everyone has the right to be themselves, and you don't want me to change too much, do you?"

"let me consider it."

Wen Xi's eyes lit up immediately, it was not easy for An Jing Lin to say something like this, Wen Xi nodded happily.

An Jinglin reached out and rubbed Wenxi's hair: "Are you so happy?"

"I'm very happy, Jing Lin, let me take you out of the shadow of excess, okay?"

"I'm willing to give it a try, but something like today can't happen again, otherwise nothing will be discussed."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, go to bed early, I want to go to the hospital to see Jiaqi tomorrow."

……

Zhong Jiaqi slept until the next morning before slowly opening her eyes.

Qi Jingchen had been sitting by Zhong Jiaqi's bed, and when he saw Zhong Jiaqi waking up, he immediately grabbed Zhong Jiaqi's hand.

"Jing Chen."

Zhong Jiaqi froze for a moment before thinking about what happened last night. She struggled to get up from the bed.

Qi Jingchen reached out and grabbed Zhong Jiaqi's shoulder: "Don't move!"

Zhong Jiaqi asked anxiously: "Is our child still there?"

Qi Jingchen grabbed Zhong Jiaqi's hand, placed it gently on her stomach, and said with a gentle smile, "Is the child still there? You don't have to worry."

Zhong Jiaqi breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine, it's fine."

"You still need to take a good rest for a few days now. During this time, you can only live in the hospital. Don't move around."

As soon as Qi Jingchen finished speaking, Qi Qingsong walked into the ward.

"Grandpa, why are you here?" Qi Jingchen asked in surprise.

Qi Qingsong said with a cold face: "You still have the nerve to ask me, how did I tell you that I asked you to protect Jiaqi during this time, how did you protect? If you didn't see Auntie cleaning up Jiaqi clothes, I didn’t know such a big thing happened.”

"Grandpa, this matter is indeed my negligence."

Zhong Jiaqi patted the back of Qi Jingchen's hand lightly: "Grandpa, you can't blame Jingchen for this matter. If someone wants to attack me, he will always find a chance."

"Check it out, who did this thing, do you really think my Qi family is easy to bully?"

"I'll check it out."

Qi Jingchen glanced at Qi Han who was already asleep on the sofa in the ward, and said to Qi Qingsong: "Grandpa, Han Han probably got scared yesterday, you should take Han Han home and have a good rest."

"You're trying to drive me away!"

"Grandpa, I will take good care of Jiaqi here. If your health is not good, don't worry about it."

Zhong Jiaqi couldn't help but said, "That's right, Grandpa, you should go home first, I'm too embarrassed to take a rest when you're here."

Qi Qingsong sighed helplessly: "You two just fool me by singing and singing together."

"Grandpa, how dare we fool you, I'll take you downstairs."

Qi Qingsong waved his hand: "Farewell, you should stay here and take good care of Jiaqi. If Jiaqi loses a hair, I won't let you go."

"Okay, I won't let Jiaqi get into trouble again."

After Qi Qingsong took Qi Han out of the ward, Zhong Jiaqi frowned and said, "Do you think Xiao Feng did this?"

Zhong Jiaqi felt that the current Xiao Feng was completely different from the Xiao Feng she knew, or maybe the Xiao Feng she knew was just an illusion, all pretended by him.

"All I can think of now is Xiao Feng!" Qi Jingchen said coldly.