"I don't want to eat."
Fu Jingshu shook his head. Although his wife was no longer in danger, every glance at the wound on her arm and the bruises on her forehead made him feel unbearable.
He couldn't eat at all.
Shen Qingqing sighed, "How can you not eat? If this continues, your body won't be able to handle it. How will you take care of me?"
Fu Jingshu fell silent.
Shen Qingqing had no choice but to say, "Go eat your meal first."
Fu Jingshu pursed his lips, but did not move.
"Are you going or not?"
Shen Qingqing became a little unhappy.
Fu Jingshu stared at her for a moment. Seeing that Shen Qingqing seemed to be about to get up, Fu Jingshu had no choice but to reluctantly compromise, "I'll go, I'll go. Just lie there obediently and don't move."
Shen Qingqing snorted, "You'd better go quickly, or I won't eat tonight either. Let's see who can go longer without food!"
Fu Jingshu: "..."
How could he dare? His wife had not yet recovered and needed to nourish her body and rest well. If she didn't eat properly, when would her bones heal?
He sat down on the sofa, opened the packaging, and prepared to eat.
Everything inside was food he and his wife loved.
But after being kept warm in the convenience bag for an afternoon, the taste was not good.
His movements paused slightly, and then he casually put the food into his mouth as if nothing had happened.
Shen Qingqing looked at him, frowned slightly, and suddenly said, "Husband, I want to eat too."
Fu Jingshu's eyes flickered, "There's nothing you like to eat here. I'll buy you some later. Wait a moment. Forget it, I'll go now. You wait for me obediently."
"No, I'll eat that."
Fu Jingshu pursed his lips helplessly. He really couldn't do anything about his wife. He slowly walked to the bedside and gently negotiated, "You can't eat this. It's been sitting for an afternoon, and the taste is not good."
"Then you're still eating it?!"
Shen Qingqing was furious. She had noticed Fu Jingshu's expression was not right just now. So, the food really had a problem!
She put on a stern face, "Don't you care about your own body at all?"
Fu Jingshu reached for her hand, "I do."
Shen Qingqing dodged.
She didn't let him hold her hand.
Fu Jingshu reached out again. This time, he wouldn't let her dodge. He whispered, "I just don't want to leave you again."
If he said the food was not good, Shen Qingqing would definitely ask him to buy more. But now, at this very moment, he didn't want to leave his wife at all.
Not even for a moment.
Shen Qingqing pouted, "Then you can't eat unclean things either."
Fu Jingshu readily admitted his mistake, "I was wrong."
His prompt apology made Shen Qingqing hesitant to continue her anger. She scratched his palm with her fingertip, "Go buy some new food. I'll watch you eat it when you get back. If you fool around again and treat your body like this, see how I deal with you!"
How could he disobey his wife's command? Fu Jingshu smiled slightly, "Okay, I'll listen to you. I promise I won't mess around anymore."
Shen Qingqing was finally satisfied.
No one noticed a corner of clothing flash by the door during their heartwarming conversation.
Fu Jingshu went out to buy food.
Shen Qingqing was alone in the ward and suddenly felt that the room was eerily quiet. She turned to look out the window.
Just then, the ward door was pushed open.
Shen Qingqing turned her head, surprise flashing in her eyes, "Why are you here?"
Xi Xi was wearing a white dress, looking as pure as fresh snow, but her eyes held a hint of sadness.
"I came to see you."
"Thank you."
Shen Qingqing didn't know the other party's intention, so she decided to face it openly.
Xi Xi walked to the bedside and put down the flower basket and fruit she was carrying. "I actually came earlier, but Brother Fu didn't want to see me."
Shen Qingqing raised an eyebrow.
What did that mean? Was she complaining that Fu Jingshu had given her a cold shoulder?
Even so, she shouldn't be complaining to her. Unless she was a fool, how could she help another woman speak ill of her husband?
Xi Xi clearly wasn't that thick-skinned, nor was she trying to complain. Her expression was calm, "We went out together before, Brother Fu and I. Were you angry?"
Shen Qingqing narrowed her eyes slightly, "That doesn't seem to concern you."
"It indeed doesn't concern me, but there's something I must tell you."
Shen Qingqing's expression remained unchanged, "What is it?"
...
When Fu Jingshu returned with the food, he immediately sensed something was wrong. His wife's eyes seemed different from when he left.
He placed the food on the table without a fuss and said gently, "There are many kinds of food downstairs, but I think you like spicy food the most. Unfortunately, you can't eat it now because you're sick, so I got you..."
"Fu Jingshu, come here."
Shen Qingqing suddenly said.
Fu Jingshu had to put down what he was doing and walked to the bedside, looking at her. His voice was as deep and gentle as ever, "What's wrong?"
Shen Qingqing hesitated for a moment, then finally shook her head, "Never mind, it's nothing. Go eat. After you finish, stay with me to rest."
Fu Jingshu asked again, "Is it really nothing?"
"Really."
Shen Qingqing simply closed her eyes, seeming unwilling to speak further.
As if she was tired.
Fu Jingshu, worried about her recovery, didn't ask any more questions. He tucked her in, then went to the coffee table to eat.
By the time he finished eating, it was already dark.
He checked the time. It was past 8 p.m. Usually, he wouldn't be asleep at this hour at home, but now there was a patient who needed rest.
Fu Jingshu simply cleaned himself up and sat on the sofa. Just then, his wife's voice came from the bed.
"Come and stay with me."
Fu Jingshu pursed his lips. He was willing to sleep with his wife, but as he walked to the bedside, he hesitated.
"I'm afraid I'll bump into your wound."
Shen Qingqing remained silent, only extending her right hand towards him.
In the dim light, her eyes were exceptionally clear, and Fu Jingshu saw them clearly. His heart softened completely.
By the time he reacted, he was already lying on the hospital bed, holding his wife in his arms. It was too late to regret it. He could only carefully avoid her injured arm.
"Sleep."
His voice was gentle and deep, incredibly pleasant, making one feel sleepy.
But Shen Qingqing couldn't sleep at all. Her mind was exceptionally clear, and what came to mind was what Xi Xi had said here.
"You must have suffered a lot to find this painting?"
Fu Jingshu paused slightly, his expression unchanged, "Who told you that?"
"So, it's true?!"
Shen Qingqing looked up, her eyes filled with self-reproach and concern.
Fu Jingshu shook his head, "It's nothing. Don't listen to others' nonsense."
Shen Qingqing frowned, "You're lying to me again!"
"No," Fu Jingshu gently stroked her hair, his voice mellow, "What kind of hardship could I have suffered? It was all settled long ago. I just went to get the painting."
Shen Qingqing didn't believe him at all, but seeing his calm and unwavering demeanor, she didn't expose him in the end.
"In short, you're not allowed to do anything foolish from now on."
Fu Jingshu readily agreed, "Okay, I'll listen to you."