Chapter 28 Nacht Her allergy distressed him.

It was a small accident caused by a panic mistake, but my heart rate was trembling and I was in shock.

The distance between them now is such that if they move one centimeter closer, they will kiss.

Her consciousness returned to her body, but she put her hands on his shoulders and stepped back. Using the strength of the two men, she quickly stood up and glared at Xie Xianshen with anger in her eyes.

"What are you doing?!" She couldn't control her body and fell forward, but she blamed everything on him, "Who... who told you to hold my hand."

As she spoke, cold air entered her throat and she choked accidentally, which sounded like she was stumbling in a panic and at a loss.

Xie Xianshen spread his shoulders and explained slowly: "It was you who was about to fall, and I helped you, but it was my fault?"

He held her wrist lightly without exerting much force, but she struggled too hard, and her body lost balance and fell backwards. He grabbed her wrist to help her, but she blamed him instead.

But he was confused. He calmed down and thought about it. It seemed that it was indeed the case.

It happened so suddenly that she didn't have time to think or react.

"..."

"What is this?" Xie Xianshen asked her.

The hot apple and orange soup on the table was emitting wisps of hot steam which blended into the air molecules. A stick of sandalwood incense was burning in the study, and it was also enveloped by the aroma, which felt a bit sour.

Quezhan remained proud and made up an excuse at will without blinking from beginning to end, "I saw that you were dying, so I asked Meng Po for a bowl of soup."

"You did it?" Xie Xianshen saw through her lie.

"..."

"I picked it up."

Xie Xianshen held the edge of the bowl and looked at the color of the hot soup. The apple and orange pieces in the soup were cut a little small and were about to break into pieces when boiled in the boiling water.

He paused for a moment, "How do you know my throat is not feeling well?"

"I don't want to see it." Quezhan told the truth. She really didn't want to see it, but she couldn't pretend not to see it after seeing it. "Auntie Tian said that she met you after work and you looked not well. But I saw that you took medicine, but your complexion is not much better."

There was even sweat on his forehead, his lips were pale, and he was not in a good condition.

Xie Xianshen opened his palm and found the medicine that Quezhan was referring to. The medicine lay flat on the table, and he deliberately placed it at the farthest place on his left hand side.

The instructions on the front of the medicine bottle revealed some words. The linear light shone down on it, but before she could see clearly, he turned the bottle to avoid it.

Quezhan didn't pay much attention to the medicine, she just thought it was an ordinary cold medicine.

She heard him say, "Thank you for your hard work, Mrs. Xie."

After all, it was her first time cooking, and Que Zhan was very curious about her results, so she stayed in the study. They looked at each other, and she urged him, "Drink it quickly."

"..."

Under Que Zhan's gaze, Xie Xian took a sip of the hot apple and orange soup and paused tactically.

She was looking forward to it: "How is it?"

"Auntie Tian said it only needs to be cooked for about 20 minutes, so I watched the time."

When cooking for the first time, one is always very cautious, for fear that a single mistake will affect the taste.

The timing of the lamp was very good, not a cent more or less.

Cooking soup is like doing an experiment.

The experimental tester in front of him drank the soup she cooked for a long time without giving any response, so Quezhan's expectations slowly dropped, "It tastes bad... doesn't it?"

Xie Xianshen's Adam's apple moved slightly, and the soup went down his throat. He was hesitant to speak, and finally gave his evaluation, "It's okay."

Quezhan didn't believe it. He was a person who usually had such high standards, so it shouldn't be okay.

She poured two small bowls of hot soup. She wanted to try whether the taste was up to his standard. She was so eager to win that she completely forgot about her allergy to oranges.

"Let me try."

Quezhan took the soup and took a small sip to test the taste, just a small sip, because she was not sure.

Two beautiful thin eyebrows were folded into deep arcs, and high concentration of acid soaked both cheeks.

...Ah, so sour.

She seemed to have forgotten to put in the rock sugar.

"Why are you tasting it?" Xie Xianshen took the soup from her hand, or you could say snatched it, and put it to her lips with his palm facing up, "Are you crazy? Spit it out."

"Hmm..." Quezhan's eyes were sore from the sourness.

She shook her head and wanted to find tissues and a trash can, but he forcefully held her neck and his voice dropped again: "Vomit quickly."

It sounded like an order that could not be disobeyed.

Fortunately, she didn't drink much, but after vomiting, she couldn't stop coughing. Seeing that there was still some soup she vomited in his palm, she felt really embarrassed.

"Quezhan, you are allergic to oranges. I've told you many times."

Xie Xianshen took a few tissues to wipe his palms, and with a cold face, he settled the account of the orange allergy with her, "Didn't I just remind you at the family dinner tonight?"

She didn't reply and was openly angry with him.

Seeing that he was not feeling well, she cooked soup for him for the first time, but she ended up being scolded. How could this be justified? She was not idle, but she chose to make herself suffer.

"Speak."

"Xie Xianshen, I should have watched you die." Quezhan emphasized the words, a thin layer of light water color appeared on her crimson lips, and her eyes were flushed red, not knowing whether she was sour or angry. "I shouldn't have cooked soup for you. You are so stupid that I only now realize why I had to meddle in this matter. It's not good for myself. It's all my own fault, okay?"

She was really angry. It was the first time she saw that she was right but couldn't win an argument.

Her chest heaved, and after she finished speaking, she turned around, slammed the door, and left.

"Come here."

Xie Xianshen grabbed her wrist, and her whole body was under his control, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.

Quezhan shook his hand and said, "Let me go, let me go..."

Resistance was of no use.

He was so strong that he carried her from upstairs to downstairs, found the medicine box on the first floor, opened the allergy medicine, and poured some water. Watching his steps back and forth, she could only see a few blurry shadows within her sight.

"I feel so uncomfortable...Xie, Xian Shen..."

Although she didn't drink the hot orange soup, she had some contact with it. Given her allergy to oranges, this amount of allergy was enough to make her lose consciousness.

A large, dense red rash appeared on my wrists and neck in a short period of time. It was a bit itchy, but I couldn't control the urge to scratch it.

"Quezhan...!"

Her vision closed before she fainted, and what Quezhan heard was Xie Xianshen calling her name.

……

Hospital.

"Based on the current situation, it's nothing serious." The doctor looked down at the medical data recorded on the medical record. Everything was normal. "Don't worry, just rest more after this bottle of saline solution is infused." "

Also, since the allergens are known, the family should ask the patient to avoid it as much as possible and take less. Her allergic reaction this time is relatively mild. If it is serious, it will not be as simple as hanging two bottles of saline solution. The family needs to pay more attention."

"Thank you, doctor."

Xie Xianshen opened the door and walked into the ward, but saw him lying on the bed receiving an IV drip, with his eyes closed. He was quiet and peaceful, without the arrogance he had when they quarreled.

This is her second allergy.

The first time I had an allergic reaction was when the parents of both families met for the first time after the marriage was decided.

It has been almost two months since now.

They have been married for almost two months, and he really has no concept of time.

"Awake?"

Xie Xianshen walked to the side of the bed and sat down. As soon as he opened the door and looked inside, he caught a slight movement. He knew she was pretending to sleep.

"Drink some water when you wake up." He spoke slowly, and his tone was not as strong as when the two of them confronted each other.

The smell of red wine on her body gradually became lighter, but it has not completely disappeared yet.

In the study, when she sat on him, the pure and rich smell of alcohol was strong and rich, the type of wine she would order. The closeness of her body to his was like a series of vines and thorns wrapped around his body, trapping him. The thorns grew thorns, but he felt no pain. Paradoxically, his consciousness acted before his reason, and he was attracted by her scent and wanted to get closer, but was pushed away.

When Quezhan heard his voice, he deliberately ignored it and turned his body, which was originally lying flat, to the side with his back facing him.

"The doctor said..."

"Ding——"

"Ding——"

The phone on the side of the pillow rang twice, and the screen did not turn off after unlocking.

Xie Xianshen was close to him, but his back was facing him, so he saw the note before her.

Meng Xie: [Okay, I’ll bring you your favorite grape cake. Meng

Xie: Wait for me. Xie

Xianshen took the phone and looked at the two messages sent to her. She sneered, "He's coming to the hospital?"

Que Zhan wanted to take her phone back. She thought he would deliberately tease her to raise his arm, but no, his arm didn't move at all. After she got the phone back, she still didn't say anything, pretending to have a cold war with him to the end.

"Do you have to ask him to come for what you want to eat?" "

You don't know what I like to eat."

After Xie Xianshen asked the question, there was silence for a long time before he replied in a cold voice.

"The doctor said you can't eat sweets. Eat something light to nourish your stomach these days." He retorted, emphasizing each word: "Cake? Don't even think about it."

"I think he doesn't need to come by the way."

"Meng Xie is my friend. What's wrong with him coming to the hospital to see me?"

Quezhan turned around, and her arm shook slightly with the movement. Xie Xianshen noticed the needle still stuck on the back of her hand. She was so emotional that it was her fault that her hand was swollen.

"Friend?"

He stared into her eyes, the word 'friend' was really harsh to hear, "Does he really consider you a friend?"

"What else? Oh, I forgot, Mr. Xie is in the center of the world of fame and fortune, how can he have any friends? They are all hypocrites, including you."

She was still holding a grudge against the hot orange soup and blamed him for being mean to her.

Xie Xianshen sighed and wanted to speak, but Zhan had already driven her away in a low voice: "Go out, I want to rest."

She didn't want to see him for the time being.

She closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, but she managed to calm her rising emotions. She heard the sound of the ward door closing again, and after a half-minute pause, she opened her eyes.

What's wrong with wanting to have cake and eat it too?

The intravenous drip made it so bitter that even swallowing tasted bitter. How could she not even eat a cake?

She opened the screen and saw the chat history between her and Meng Xie before Xie Xianshen entered the ward.

Meng Xie: [Are you asleep? I seem to have insomnia and can’t sleep. 】

Freiheit: [Maybe I drank too much. Are you okay?/悠哉.jpg]

Meng Xie: [I'm fine. At least I can sober up and send you a message now. Meng

Xie: Why do you type so slowly? Freiheit

: It is inconvenient to give an IV in the hospital with one hand. Meng

Xie: What's wrong? 】

Freiheit: [Allergy, the injection tastes so bitter, I want to eat sweet things. Meng

Xie: I just happened to go to the hospital to see you. Meng

Xie: Whatever you want to eat, I’ll bring it to you. 】

They have been friends for more than ten years, and Meng Xie knows her very well about the things she likes.

They both replied in unison: [Raisin cake. 】

-Xie

Xianshen walked out of the ward and turned to the elevator entrance at the corner of the floor. The elevator door opened to both sides, and the man in front of him was the other party in the message dialog box.

Meng Xie didn't expect to meet Xie Xianshen here. He walked out of the elevator holding the grape cake that Quezhan had ordered.

The moment their shoulders were aligned -

Xie Xianshen said: "She is asleep, Mr. Meng, please go back."

"Is this all the tolerance Mr. Xie has?" Meng Xie could hear the other party's hidden meaning, and said in return: "I came to the hospital to visit a sick friend, but I was driven away before I even met him. What would Zhanzhan think if she knew?"

"Visiting a sick friend in the middle of the night? Ask yourself, what do you think of her? Do I need to say more?"

From the first time that Quezhan and he met in the restaurant, that rainy night, Xie Xianshen looked at the two people who were several miles apart through the rain. She held an umbrella for him out of friend's concern; he helped her deal with the abrasions and put on a Band-Aid, kneeling with one knee bent. What was he thinking, couldn't he tell?

"So what."

Meng Xie admitted. Everything was seen through, and he did not try to cover it up. "Arranged marriages have nothing to do with feelings, but I still regret it. I regret respecting Zhanzhan's choice when she was choosing her marriage partner."

"She chose you, but how did you treat her? She was sent to the hospital twice due to an allergic reaction to oranges."

"Before she met you, she was safe and happy. She did whatever she wanted without any restraints. It was you who messed up her life. Zhanzhan choosing you was the most wrong decision she ever made."

Because of Zhanzhan, the usually gentle and dignified Master Meng also had an emotional side that he could not restrain.

interesting.

Xie Xianshen ignored the accusation laid by the other party as if it were a joke, "Want to steal her?"

The man turned sideways, the blue veins dormant on the back of his hand tightened when he exerted force, he grabbed Meng Xie's collar, retracted his wrist, and looked at him coldly.

The tone of his voice was sarcastic, and just a few words crushed the other party's provocation into pieces.

"You, and Meng Ye, are not qualified."