wife addiction

What do these words mean?

I couldn't find any clues in the back, so I turned to the first page and began to search for each word from the front.

Soon, I found the first word "wait" in the book on the second page. I pressed my hand down, and when I lifted it up, a word "anti" appeared in the blank space.

I breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly continued to search.

Before Yan Qingchen came in again, I finally found half a sentence from this book:

"Looking at it the other way around, for example, the truth is that Tianming did not push the sect."

Look the other way?

What are you looking at?

Since Zong Jian could think of giving me a secret signal, he naturally thought that what I want to know is what Zong Xian is thinking in his heart, and whether he has a way to escape.

My heart suddenly became clear.

Does this sentence mean to look at Zong Xian's behavior in the past few days?

Could it be that Zong Xian's performance is all fake?

The marriage certificate is also fake?

All this is Zongxian's plan?

The more I think about it, the more likely it is.

Although Zong Xian looks a little out of tune, he still attaches great importance to the bottom line of life in his heart.

These few days his attitude towards me has turned 180 degrees without warning. If he was not in a hurry to cover up something, how could he turn so fast without any psychological burden?

As for what to cover up, it's naturally my feelings to prevent Yan Qingyao from harming me.

Thinking of it this way, I immediately felt a lot more relaxed, and felt that the dead knot that made me sleepy was untied at once.

But what does "the truth is that Tianming did not push Zong" mean?

Since it is an example, both Zong Jian and I must know about it.

But what exactly is this example referring to?

I scanned this line of words back and forth, thinking quickly in my brain, this kind of scene like investigating a criminal case gave me the illusion that my IQ had improved a lot in an instant.

the truth?

Since this word is mentioned, the matter should be very serious, and everyone is blinded by the appearance, otherwise, even if someone misunderstood a trivial matter, not many people would pay attention to it.

dawn?

Naturally, it should refer to Zong Tianming here. I don’t remember who else I know called Tianming. What’s more, even if I do, Zong Jian doesn’t necessarily know that I know him. Therefore, this person here must be me. If he and Zong Jian knew each other, then Zong Tianming was undoubtedly.

not at all?

This should mean that, judging from the appearance, Tianming has done something.

Tweet?

"Tui Zong" should not be a word, it's so uncommon, Zong Jian must know that I can't understand it.Besides, there are two commas in the middle of this sentence, but there is no period at the end. It should be that Zong Jian didn't finish writing in time.

"Push" should be an action here, and "Zong" should be the name of an unfinished person.

Zong's family members are all surnamed Zong, and Zong Jian himself wrote this sentence. If he is referring to him here, he should directly write "I", which saves time.

So, it can only be someone else.

The first thing I thought of was Zong Xian.

The whole thing is related to him, so naturally he should be thought of first.

But the action of "push" is very common. When Zong Xian and Tian Mingyao were having fun, they often pushed back and forth. Who can remember which one by one?

Therefore, this event must be a very special event, and this action is not a simple action, or in other words, this action should have brought serious consequences.

The most serious consequence, of course, is to push and throw people to death.

But Zong Xian is alive and well, so this guess cannot be established.

The second-class serious consequence is naturally to push and hurt people.

Has Zong Xian been injured by being pushed by Tianming?

It doesn't seem to be - at least I haven't experienced or seen it.

Besides, Zong Tianming is so old, if he pushes someone, he can hurt him, how powerful is that?I'm afraid that only those who are as strong or weak as him can have a [-]/[-] chance of injuring the opponent.

Speaking of weak, I think of Zong Tianyao.

Did Tianming push Tianyao and hurt him?

But the relationship between the two brothers has always been very good, and Tianming always protects Tianyao, and never remembers him pushing Tianyao.

So, what is Zong Jian’s example trying to express?

I looked up to the sky and sighed, feeling wise and wise like Zong Jian, and sometimes unreliable.

After reading the first three words, I understood what was going on. He even added such an example to complicate a simple matter.

I instantly felt that compared with Zong Jian, my IQ had a tendency to surpass his.

However, since I already know what I want to know, what is this example, I don't want to bother to study it.

I feel refreshed for a while, and feel that I should do something, I can't always let Zong Xian charge into the battle, I should also think about how to get out of Yan Qingchen.

but--

I looked at the bandages wrapped around half of my body, and decided to heal my injury first before leaving. Anyway, Yan Qingchen didn't seem to be in any danger to me at the moment, and this matter had to be planned for a long time.

After figuring out these things, I feel much better. I ate more for dinner, and I don't feel so disgusted with Yan Qingchen anymore.

In the case of Zong Xian, the Eight Immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers.

The next morning, I was arguing with Yan Qingyao in my dream, when I was awakened suddenly by a fierce quarrel in the corridor.

I looked at my watch, it was only five o'clock.

I don't know who is so unqualified, disturbing people's dreams early in the morning.

I pulled up the quilt to cover my head, trying to continue to sleep, but the noise of the quarrel was getting louder and closer, and I couldn't fall asleep at all.

I turned over and got out of bed, put on my slippers and walked towards the door of the ward to see who was so annoying.

As soon as the door opened, I only saw the backs of a few people.

A large group of men, women and children formed a large circle in front of my door, and my door was blocked.

I was about to stand on tiptoe to look into the crowd, when the white coat blocking the door noticed that I opened the door and turned to look at me.

I recognized at a glance that this is Yang Zhen, the doctor who is currently taking care of me.

I asked him what was going on, he sighed lightly, and briefly told me the general outline of the matter.

It turned out that the daughter-in-law gave birth to a boy with disabled legs and feet, and because he was born prematurely, the child's physical condition was very poor and he needed to live in an incubator, but it was still unknown whether he would survive.

The daughter-in-law's family disliked the child's disability and didn't want the child anymore, but the mother-in-law's family was unwilling and insisted on treating the child, so several people quarreled like this.

"What did the kid's parents think?" I asked.

Yang Zhen shook his head: "The child's mother doesn't like this child either."

"Where is the child's father?" I asked again.

Just as Yang Zhen was about to answer, a burst of crying roar broke out from the noisy crowd: "My son, I will pay for his treatment!"

The crowd fell silent all of a sudden, and I was also taken aback by his roar.

Looking through the gaps in the crowd, I saw a thin young man with red eyes, gnashing his teeth and staring at a middle-aged man and woman standing opposite him, but his body was shaking violently.

The middle-aged man and woman lost face after being yelled at by him, and their faces were very ugly.

"I don't know what you want such a waste!" the woman muttered.

"It's useless, it's my son!" The man's voice was hoarse just now, and his voice became a little strange because he was very emotional.

The young man's wife didn't seem to be there, she should have just given birth and was still in the ward.

He stood on the left and right of another middle-aged man and woman, who were older than the pair opposite, and seemed to be his parents.

His mother wiped her tears and sobbed non-stop, while his father covered his face and sighed non-stop.

A few patients and doctors who were watching the excitement began to persuade the fight again.

Looking at the clothes of that family, it seems that they are living in a very poor life.

People are poor and short-sighted, so the natal family who said that they gave up their children may say so because they can't afford the hospital expenses.

To say that the child's father dislikes the child's disability, I think the probability is very high, but it is very rare for the child's mother to dislike her child.

The child is the flesh that fell from her body. She was pregnant in October and went to the gate of hell. Which woman didn't treat the child she gave birth to as a baby? Even her husband had to stand aside. How could she dislike it just because she was a little disabled? What about him?

Maybe there are some difficulties?

When I was thinking this way, I suddenly thought of Xiao Qian, but I comforted myself that people like Xiao Qian's parents are a minority after all, and anyone with a little conscience would not do such a thing.

So I asked Yang Zhen how much the child spent in hospital.

Yang Zhen thought for a while: "It's more than 1000 a day, and it costs about [-] a week."

I heard: "So much?"

Yang Zhen nodded: "Yes, his child's physique is very poor, and the medicine is very expensive, and it will be cheaper when the physique is stable, but now it depends on the child's condition, how long he will live, and whether he can survive, we have to talk about it."

I pondered for a while, and said to him: "I'll go back and lie down for a while, and when the group of people are gone, can you help me find the child's father, so I can have a word with him?"

Yang Zhen readily agreed, and told me to keep warm in the cold weather these two days.

I thanked him, retreated to the room, closed the door, and quietly waited for Yan Qingchen to bring me breakfast.

At eight o'clock, Yan Qingchen came on time, and he brought two dishes, one soup, and a steamed bun.

Holding the chopsticks in my left hand, I finished eating clumsily, and asked Yan Qingchen to do me a favor.

"What's the matter?" Yan Qingchen seemed to see that my attitude was good, and his mood improved a lot.

"Can you call my brother and ask him to lend me 1 yuan?" I asked.

Yan Qingchen immediately frowned: "What do you want money for? I can buy you anything you want."

I shrugged my shoulders, and I knew he would react like this. This man who keeps saying he can give me anything can only give me a shackle, locking me by his side like a dog.

But after all, I had something to ask of him, so I had no choice but to slow down my attitude, and instead of sneering at him, I patiently explained to him what happened this morning, and told him: "I want to lend him some money."

Yan Qingchen looked at me suspiciously for a while, so I had no choice but to tell him, if you don't believe me, ask Yang Zhen if there is such a person, if you are still not at ease, you can ask my brother to transfer the money to him, and he will directly Lend it to that person.

Just at this time, Yang Zhen pushed the medicine cart and brought the young man in.

He introduced to me that this man is called Zhao Qingyun.

I asked Zhao Qingyun to sit down, Yang Zhen gave me an infusion, nodded to Yan Qingchen, and pushed the medicine cart away.

Zhao Qingyun bit her lip uneasily, her eyes dodged, looking very cramped.

He didn't seem used to chatting with strangers. Since he entered the door, he didn't say a word except for nodding to me.

Seeing him nervously about to slip off the chair, I couldn't help laughing.

I thought my social phobia was already serious, but I didn't expect anyone else to be worse than me.