loveless marriage

In the past few days, Cheng Tianqing felt that he had a stomach problem again, he was under a lot of pressure, he ate little food, and he was thinking about how to escape all day long, Cheng Tianqing felt a dull pain in his stomach.

He nestled on the sofa uncomfortably, Lan Weiyu was a little worried, he asked him: "Mr. Cheng, is there something wrong with you?" Cheng Tianqing smiled and said: "It's okay, I'm sick."

Lan Weiyu was afraid that he was the aftereffect of the car accident, so she took some medicine for him, and then went into the kitchen to make some carrot soup for him. After drinking a bowl, Cheng Tianqing's stomach hurt even worse, and he rolled down on the sofa , curled up, Lan Weiyu bent down worriedly, and asked, "Mr. Cheng, are you alright?"

"I'm fine..." Cheng Tianqing whispered, the door opened, and Fang Qiyan walked in. He rushed to the sofa, pushed Lan Weiyu away, picked up Cheng Tianqing, and gave Lan Weiyu a hard look: "You What did you feed him?!"

Lan Weiyu was stunned, lowered her head and said softly: "I didn't give him anything to eat, I just drank some soup."

Cheng Tianqing was trembling with pain, and whispered: "It's none of his business, it's just a stomach problem..." Fang Qiyan gave Lan Weiyu a cold look, carried Cheng Tianqing upstairs, and Lan Weiyu stood in the living room Li, with lowered eyelids, his eyes were dim and ashen.

Fang Qiyan carried Cheng Tianqing to the bed, took out his mobile phone to call the family doctor, Cheng Tianqing closed his eyes tightly, lying on his side, with sweat dripping from his forehead, Fang Qiyan touched his forehead, he was running a low fever.

"Lu Jing..." Cheng Tianqing moaned.Fang Qiyan was stunned.

"Lu Jing..." Cheng Tianqing frowned, looking very disturbed, he called Lu Jing's name over and over again, Fang Qiyan sat by the bed and sighed, "Do you like him that much?"

The family doctor came and checked Cheng Tianqing. He said that he didn't eat well, he had a stomach problem, and he had a low fever, which made him unconscious.

"The DNA test result is out, Mr. Fang will come to the hospital tomorrow to get it?" The family doctor prescribed some medicines for Cheng Tianqing and said.

"Okay." Fang Qiyan nodded.

After sending the family doctor away, Fang Qiyan found that Lan Weiyu was not in the living room. In the kitchen, the stewed carrot soup was steaming. Fang Qiyan took out his mobile phone and called Lan Weiyu, but no one answered.

Fang Qiyan frowned, feeling a little uneasy, but soon, he relaxed. Why, are you afraid that he will run away?How could he, Lan Weiyu, have the ability to leave him, away from him, Lan Weiyu's younger brother who suffered from a heart attack could only die.

Reassuring, Fang Qiyan went upstairs and walked into the room. He saw Cheng Tianqing woke up, sitting on the bed, holding a fruit knife across his neck.

Fang Qiyan frowned, his eyes were gloomy: "What are you doing?" Cheng Tianqing's face was pale, and he looked at Fang Qiyan warily: "Let me go, or tell me, what do you want to do by locking me here!"

Fang Qiyan looked at him for a while and said, "I will tell you about this tomorrow."

"Nonsense, tell me now!" Cheng Tianqing's knife rested on his neck, drawing bloody red marks, Fang Qiyan said: "I promise, there will be results tomorrow, and tomorrow I will tell you the whole story , when the time comes, I will let you go."

Hearing this, Cheng Tianqing raised his eyebrows and put down the knife.

After a night of rescue, the small cup stuck in Steward Wang's trachea was removed, and he was pushed into the general ward in a coma.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Steward Wang slowly opened his eyes on the hospital bed.

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