Marriage in crisis

I pushed him away and said angrily, "You really want my life, right? Do you want to change someone else!"

Deng Jiazhe laughed loudly, and I turned around to go out. He didn't chase me out, but started to take a shower.

When I returned to bed, my mind was spinning rapidly, recalling what he had just said on the phone. I quickly took out my phone and sent a message to Zhou Haizhen, asking her to quickly handle the hospital's monitoring.

The next morning, when Zhao Mingzhen saw me going downstairs with Deng Jiazhe, she was stunned and asked, "Mr. Jia..., you came back last night?"

Deng Jiazhe responded coldly, "Yeah!"

I noticed that Zhao Mingzhen was a little nervous, and said sarcastically, "Madam, I'll get you some medicine right away!"

"Stop the medicine first!" Deng Jiazhe directly ordered Zhao Mingzhen before I could say anything.

Zhao Mingzhen froze again and glanced at me.

I sat calmly at the dining table, feeling pleasantly surprised that I could finally stop taking medicine.

But I was immediately puzzled. Why did Deng Jiazhe suddenly stop taking my medicine?

After breakfast, I struck while the iron was hot and mentioned the cell phone to Deng Jiazhe again. He readily agreed and went directly upstairs to get me the cell phone and handed it to me.

I happily took it and wanted to make a phone call, but he held my hand and said, "Just say you have returned to China. Don't make me anxious anymore."

I was a little surprised, really surprised.

"But..." Deng Jiazhe hesitated and looked at me. I asked, "What's wrong?"

"If they say they want to come to Qingcheng, just wait!"

"Why?" I asked deliberately unhappily, wanting to see what else he had on his mind.

"You are still sick. Don't they still have to worry when they see you?" Deng Jiazhe was really thorough. "Just say that you will go back to Su City to see them after you take a break! Don't let them worry too much. After all, they are all 70 years old. !”

"Okay!" I responded happily, but felt a little uneasy in my heart.

After the phone call, I followed Deng Jiazhe's instructions and talked to my parents. They were very happy to hear my voice and asked me in great detail about my affairs abroad.

With Deng Jiazhe's version, I performed quite well. Deng Jiazhe was always by my side. Seeing that my words were perfect, he gave me thumbs up from time to time and looked at me with approval.

This call lasted for a long time. When I put down the phone, my brain was almost starved of oxygen. I didn't hide this state at all, and even teased Deng Jiazhe as a joke, "If we talk for a while longer, I can faint!"

"Then go upstairs and rest for a while!" He put his arm around my shoulders and said softly.

Before I could go upstairs, Zhao Mingzhen walked quickly downstairs and rushed straight to the medicine box in a panic.

Deng Jiazhe looked at her sharply and asked coldly, "What's wrong?"

"Um... Sanbao seems to be a little hot!" Zhao Mingzhen said hesitantly.

"What?" I stood up immediately, feeling annoyed in my heart. I knew exactly what was going on, and I almost regretted it, but I still asked unhappily, "Why is there a fever!"

I observed Zhao Mingzhen's condition, and she looked guilty, "Maybe it was too cold last night. I went to see him in the middle of the night, and he...he kicked off the quilt!"

After listening to Zhao Mingzhen's words, I cursed in my heart, what a venomous woman. She is so eloquent. It seems that she has nothing wrong with her and has no idea what happened.

I didn't ask any more questions and went straight upstairs, followed closely by Deng Jiazhe.

When I got to the children's room, I reached out and touched Sanbao's forehead. It was indeed very hot, and it even burned my hands.

"How could this happen?" I murmured, tears welling up in my eyes. In fact, I really regret that I didn't cover him with some last night, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten sick.

I was so upset that I wanted to hit the wall.

Deng Jiazhe comforted me, "Honey, don't worry, how can a child not get sick?"

I saw Zhao Mingzhen also had a worried look on her face. She clamped the thermometer under Sanbao's armpit and stared at Sanbao's little face. She looked really nervous.

When I took out the thermometer, I saw that my fever was 39 degrees.