Chapter 43 Chapter 43 Xiaozhen drooped her eyelids. She seemed to be...

Xiaozhen drooped her eyelids.

She seemed to be exhausted from the torture and had no strength left.

Qiao Yihua sat on the bed and saw that she was pale. He stretched out his hand to touch her forehead. She was not sick or had a fever except for sweating. Maybe this sick look was because she was angry with him and refused to eat and went on a hunger strike.

After sitting for a while, he really didn't know what to say. Before leaving, he advised: "Change your temper in the future."

Qiao Xiaozhen quickly pulled up the quilt to cover her face and cried softly in the quilt.

Who will tolerate and care for such a character in the future?

When a person is strong, he can't be penetrated, but when he is soft, a blow can be fatal.

He didn't leave and sat watching her, leaning closer to her. When she was about to cry, he reached out and took off the quilt. Her forehead was covered with a layer of sweat, and her cheeks were slightly red because of the tight cover just now. She suppressed her breathing and didn't say a word, looking delicate and aggrieved.

He leaned over to wipe the sweat off her forehead. The woman sitting there thought he was going to do something, so she raised her arm slightly and put it on his shoulder. Her hand moved slightly, and it was unclear whether she pinched or pushed him away. It was probably half-hearted.

The lighting and atmosphere were not ambiguous. The ambiguity was psychological.

He hugged her waist and pulled her into his arms. Their necks intertwined back and forth, and he couldn't stop the physiological reaction. Especially the smell of the opposite sex hormones from her body filled his nose, and his mind was blank enough. His hands easily tore off her pajamas, and he held her waist with both hands and sat on his legs.

Qiao Yihua was not sure whether she was conscious when they were doing it. He didn't ask clearly whether she was against or willing. He heard her make a very faint physiological moan.

He held her waist with one hand and kept fiddling with her hair with the other hand to see the expression on her face. Did she frown like she did at the beginning and then her face turned red, or did she take the initiative to enjoy it a little in the first few times? In the end, he didn't see it clearly because he was drowned in the sensory stimulation.

For the first time, we didn't sleep together after we finished. After we finished, I knew she was not asleep. She was lying on the other side of the bed with her head tilted to one side, her eyes still open, refusing to say a word or ignoring him. They were like an old couple without feelings, dealing with tasks, starting and ending mechanically, without even kissing.

Qiao Yihua knew that she was not happy or not as active and pleasant as before, so he left after not staying for long.

In the morning before he went to work, Xiaozhen still didn't get up.

It was hard not to worry. He also read a few job advertisements in the newspaper and called to ask a few questions. Large companies with corresponding majors and a slightly larger scale preferred overseas returnees who knew English, were proficient in computer applications, could endure hardships and work overtime, and needed to travel frequently.

The internship salary was pitifully low. It was completely unimaginable what she could do.

After a few days at home, Qiao Xiaozhen finally got up, washed her face, and went out. She went to the barber shop to have her hair cut slightly. In addition to a trim before the college entrance examination, it had grown to below the waist.

When she came back, she asked the barber to style her hair, put on a hairpin, and put on two light-colored earrings.

When she got off the car and got home, she saw the house.

He commented: "Very beautiful."

Xiaozhen was indifferent.

He said with a little guilt: "I didn't mean to tell Brother Hua."

Xiaozhen glanced at him and still didn't speak.

Fangzi said: "If you want to leave, I can find a way."

Qiao Xiaozhen: "No need."

"Really, if you want to leave, I can make sure Brother Hua doesn't know anything, and then I will find you to a safe place."

One of Qiao Yihua's brothers betrayed him and had ambitions for his woman. Qiao Xiaozhen knew very well that there was no one in the world that could be trusted, and no one around him liked and cared for him. They were all undercover.

Fangzi knew she didn't trust him, so he said seriously, "I can buy a train ticket in advance for wherever you want to go. Brother Hua will have a business meeting next week that will take seven or eight hours, so I can take you away that day."

Qiao Xiaozhen stared at him blankly. Perhaps the jokes she had made before were too much, and she didn't mean to hurt him. She said very honestly, "I don't like you, don't do this anymore."

Fangzi took a step closer, regardless of whether she was happy or not, "Brother Hua won't blame you. If you don't leave, you won't have a chance in the future. The world outside is so big and you should go out and see it. Don't worry, Brother Hua will calm down in a few months and nothing will happen."

Qiao Xiaozhen shook her head and walked back home.

It's been almost a year, and she still hasn't adapted to the environment here. Although there are flowers blooming all year round and green plants that don't wither, she still can't fit in here.

Wu Ma and Xia Jie didn't say much when they saw her coming back. Since the last time she had a quarrel with Qiao Yihua, everyone heard it and gradually became indifferent.

Like an unwelcome person.

No one likes someone who cries all the time, doesn't get up early, doesn't eat, and quarrels with the male owner. Even Wu Ma, who is always very smooth, can't help but say that Qiao Xiaozhen is too delicate. She

couldn't sleep all night, and even had some hair loss. Sometimes she didn't know who she was when she saw the person in the mirror.

When she finally got up in the morning, no one had left her food.

She cooked a bowl of rice noodles for herself. She hadn't eaten it for a long time, as if she had forgotten her favorite thing.

Wu Ma came back from shopping and saw Xiaozhen sitting alone at the dining table eating breakfast. She said, "Mr. Qiao has a meeting today and may not come back. Sister Xia and the chefs had a simple meal. We didn't do anything. I didn't know you would come down for breakfast. Next time, let me know in advance that I would leave some for you."

Xiaozhen nodded woodenly.

After eating, she cleaned the kitchen and went upstairs.

Then she read a book for a while and lay down to rest.

Somehow, she heard the sound of a car outside. When she opened her eyes, she realized that it was already late at night. She really didn't know the day and night!

When she was taking a shower in the bathroom, she vaguely heard the sound of vomiting downstairs. The sound was not loud and lasted for an hour intermittently.

In her impression, Qiao Yihua could drink a lot of wine and would never get drunk like this.

Because it was too long, she was not sleepy at all and was getting more and more awake. She pushed open the door and walked downstairs gently. Qiao Yihua's room door was not locked and was ajar. From time to time, there were some retching sounds.

She wanted to make a cup of scented tea, but when she opened the refrigerator, she couldn't find the scented tea that Xiaozhen had put in it.

It was not worry, but she felt that he was in pain. She had felt the discomfort of vomiting all the time. Xiaozhen sat on the sofa, thinking that if he was still uncomfortable, she would really go in and take a look.

Sure enough, there was no sound for a while.

Instead, there was the sound of broken glass.

She pushed the door open and saw that the faucet in the bathroom was still running, the shower was open and rushing to the ceiling, and the bath towels were soaked.

Xiaozhen cleaned up and turned off the lights, walked to the head of the bed and saw that he seemed to be asleep.

He smelled of alcohol.

There was water on the shirt he was wearing, and she didn't know if it was vomited or just wet. There was a stain on the suit on the ground. His outer clothes were always taken out for dry cleaning. Xiaozhen picked them up, wiped off the things on them and hung them aside.

After a while, she heard him vomiting again. She touched his hair and saw for the first time that his face was not red but white after drinking, and his lips were bloodless.

How could he feel better after vomiting for so long?

Xiaozhen took out a tissue and wiped the bed sheet, then took his clothes and turned to the side to vomit, with a little red blood.

She screamed in shock, "Ah?"

and quickly woke up Qiao Yihua: "Brother, you...what's wrong with you?"

Qiao Yihua finally opened his eyes, patted Xiaozhen's face, and said very weakly: "Call Xiaochen and ask him to drive over. There is a note starting with 130 on the phone."

Xiaozhen was anxious to find the phone.

"I don't know where I put it. It may be thrown on the floor in the bathroom. Go and have a look. Don't worry, I'm fine."

She got up and went to find it. She was so anxious that she turned around and finally saw the phone under the clothes hanger at the door.

She quickly dialed it.

Xiaochen didn't answer until the third call. After all, it was late at night. He came very quickly and came in more than ten minutes.

After Xiaochen went into the room, Qiao Yihua asked Xiaozhen to go back and rest. How could she agree? It was not until Xiaochen came out and said repeatedly that there was nothing wrong that Xiaozhen went upstairs.

She fell asleep in a daze.

When she woke up, the house was in chaos. Sister Xia said, "Oh, you can still sleep. Mr. Qiao is in the hospital for surgery."

Qiao Xiaozhen was confused, "What happened?"

"I got sick and almost lost my life."

Xiaozhen thought of all kinds of diseases quickly, and finally started to imagine all kinds of cancers, and she almost fainted.

She knew that with his alcohol tolerance, no one could possibly get him drunk, he must have a terminal illness.

Because the driver was not there, she walked out of the villa and took a taxi to the hospital.

She walked and cried all the way, like a helpless person.

After arriving at the hospital, she asked about the ward.

She went upstairs to the VIP ward, and before she even got to the room, and because he had only been hospitalized for one morning, the whole corridor was as busy as a flower shop in the market, full of flowers.

Xiaozhen couldn't get in at all. Groups of people came to express their condolences, and the nurses couldn't be driven away.

She walked to the nurse's station to inquire about the condition.

The nurse was probably used to asking questions all morning, and she didn't even raise her head before saying, "Intestinal bleeding, excessive alcohol in the stomach, just had the stomach washed."

"Nothing else?"

The nurse looked up and said, "No, you should rest more quietly. We have called the security guards. You should also tell your relatives and friends not to come again. The hospital needs quiet."

Probably because all the people who came in the morning were men, and she was the only woman, so she treated them as family members.

Xiaozhen didn't listen to this and continued to ask, "Did you check anything else? Are they all OK?"

"The CT scan this morning hasn't come out yet. The doctor will tell you in person when it comes out. Go and notify them. There are too many people."

"Where is the doctor? I'll go ask."

The nurse said, "Miss, Mr. Qiao has an attending physician who will go and talk to him in person. Don't worry. If there is something, he will notify you. If there is nothing, it's nothing serious."

Xiaozhen nodded silently and walked to the door of the ward. There were so many people that she couldn't squeeze in, and she didn't see Qiao Yihua. She thought there was really nothing wrong, so she left the hospital.

She bought a small piece of cake at a roadside bakery for lunch. It was sweet and delicious. Today, finally no one followed her, no one cared about her, no one stopped her from going anywhere, and she didn't need to watch out for people behind her while eating .