Suffering from morning sickness after divorce, CEO’s ex-husband chases her crazy

Huo Ting recalled yesterday deeply. He didn't seem to tell her the truth in that situation.

"Yangyang, what time is it?"

"It's past ten o'clock. Sheng Bao and Fan Bao have already gone to school. You should also get up. We will go to the hospital later."

Huo Ting sat up in the quilt fiercely.

"I slept until this time?"

As he expected, Xu Zhiyang watched him blankly all night. He had a fixed biological clock and had never slept until this time.

Xu Zhiyang carefully observed his emotions. She was scared out of her mind last night. She watched his every move carefully, for fear that he would behave abnormally again.

"Are you hungry?"

Huo Tingshen's stomach was indeed empty at this time. Xu Zhiyang handed him a glass of water first.

"After you drink, come downstairs with me, and we'll go out after breakfast."

Huo Ting was startled. Her current posture seemed to be guarding him every step of the way.

"Yangyang, I'm fine, I don't need to go to the hospital. After dinner, let's go to work."

Xu Zhiyang was confused and tried her best to hold back her emotions. She was afraid that her emotions would affect him and be more detrimental to his condition. She raised her lips and spoke gently and coaxingly.

"I'm asking for leave for you. Let's rest for a few days. Your health is the most important thing."

Huo Ting raised his eyebrows deeply.

"Yangyang, I have an important contract today."

"I called Jiang Zheng and my uncle. It won't delay things."

Huo Ting was silent for a long time.

"Okay, then... there's no need to go to the hospital. I feel like now, I..."

"A Shen, can you listen to me? Let's go to the hospital for a check-up. I know there is nothing wrong with you. We will treat it as a routine physical examination and won't let you do any unreasonable tests."

She coaxed him with kind words, taking care of his emotions with every tone of her voice.

She still concluded that he was suffering from a mental illness.

Huo Ting raised his eyelids and looked at her. The determination in her eyes made him unable to refuse. He knew that no matter what he said, she would insist on taking him to the doctor.

Then follow her.

"Okay, it's up to you."

Huo Ting went down to wash up. When he went to the bathroom, she stood outside the door and waited. He brushed his teeth, and she helped squeeze out the toothpaste. He washed his face, and she stood aside. She could no longer keep him out of her sight.

In her eyes, he was a patient now, a patient who could get sick at any time.

After Huo Ting washed himself, Xu Zhiyang took him downstairs. He sat in the small dining room, and Xu Zhiyang went back to the kitchen to get the breakfast he had prepared.

The phone she placed on the table rang. It was an advertising call. Huo tingshen helped her hang up.

The unclosed webpage on her screen made his heart tighten. He looked at her slender back, and then looked at the traces of her browser. Those titles were shocking.

[What stupid things do depressed people do? 】

[Does depression make you unable to think about suicide? 】

【How to relieve depression? 】

[Who is the most authoritative depression expert in Shanghai? 】

……

Each of them was inseparable from the word depression, and she was so worried that he was afraid of committing suicide.

At this moment, he realized that she had never left him this morning. It turned out that she was afraid that he would fall ill and commit suicide.

Xu Zhiyang took out the prepared sandwich and put two glasses of milk on the table, which he was used to eating in the morning.

Xu Zhiyang didn't eat, but had no appetite. Watching Huo Ting finish the food in one bite, she filled a thermos cup with warm water and took him out.

The car drove to Ding'an Hospital. She checked for a long time last night. The clinical psychology of Haishi Ding'an Hospital is famous throughout the country. For the time being, she can only take him here for treatment. She has arranged for someone to pick up Kang Lao in Beijing.

Of course, she would not tell Huo tingshen any of this, for fear of putting more psychological pressure on him.

When he walked outside the clinic, Xu Zhiyang reached out and hugged him.

"I'll wait for you at the door and we'll do an inspection."

Huo tingshen followed her and walked into the consulting room by himself.

After some inspection, he came out. Xu Zhiyang observed that there was nothing strange about his mood and everything was fine.

The doctor walked behind, holding a diagnosis and treatment sheet in his hand.

"He is recovering very well. He is basically cured. He just pays attention to his condition and there will be no problem."

Xu Zhiyang's eyes flickered between Huo Tingshen and the doctor suspiciously. She even had the idea that he had bribed the doctor to say these things in order to reassure herself.

She was still frightened when she thought about the way he was sick last night. How could he be cured?

"Doctor...do we need to take medicine?"

The doctor sounded a little impatient,

"If you're not sick, take any medicine. It's only three parts poisonous. Go back!"

Xu Zhiyang was pounding in her heart again. She didn't believe what the doctor said. He was obviously a patient and needed special attention, but the doctor said he was cured.

quack!

Huo Ting seemed to have completed a task.

"Yangyang, it's okay, let's go home."

Xu Zhiyang didn't say anything else, fearing that he would be unhappy. Patients with depression are all sensitive. She carefully considers every word she says to him now, for fear of irritating him.

"Let's go home."

Back home, Huo tingshen got into the room again.

Yesterday's scene consumed too much of his energy and energy. After lying down for a few minutes, he squinted again.

Xu Zhiyang was more careful than taking care of a child, so he finally had his hands free to clean up while he was asleep.

She pulled out his suitcase, which still contained his pajamas.

She closed the door of the cloakroom, fearing to disturb him, and hung up the clothes in the suitcase one by one very gently. When she had packed them all, a box at the bottom of the suitcase caught her eye.

She remembered that on the day she came back from Beijing, he didn't let her help pack the boxes, but she didn't take it to heart at the time. Later, combined with his abnormal behavior, I felt that something was not right.

She never invaded his personal space, but now he was sick.

Xu Zhiyang couldn't ignore it. She squatted down and opened the box, and found some medicines neatly placed inside. The names of those medicines were ones she had never heard of before.

What kind of medicine is it?

"Yangyang?"

In the bedroom, Huo Ting shouted deeply, and Xu Zhiyang hurriedly covered the box and put it back to its original position. The suitcase was closed, she opened the door and came out.

"Are you awake? Do you want some water?"

Huo Ting was a little uncomfortable. He found that the doors and windows of his home were closed.

"Yangyang, I'm really fine. You don't have to worry about me like this."

"Yeah, I'm not worried."

She was duplicitous and her mind was filled with the medicine she just took. She wrote down the name on the medicine bottle.

At night, when Huo Ting fell into a deep sleep, Xu Zhiyang turned on her mobile phone to search for the name of the medicine. The results she found made her suffocate.

Xu Zhiyang's whole figure seemed to have been drained of strength, holding the phone with a dull expression.

She hoped she was dreaming, but the even breathing on one side reminded her otherwise.

How is it possible, how could he do that...