Marriage in crisis

My consciousness suddenly woke up, but I didn't move. I still breathed steadily and closed my eyes, listening to the footsteps approaching from far away. I can tell it's Sister Zhen.

The hands under the quilt were clenched involuntarily, and their palms were sweaty.

Although I was lying with my back to the door, I could clearly feel that she was standing in front of my bed. I felt her subtle breathing and the faint smell of perfume.

"Madam!" she called softly.

I didn't respond, let alone move.

The next second, her hand hit my shoulder, and the force on her hand was a bit heavy. Fortunately, I was mentally prepared, otherwise it would have been really bad.

"I slept like hell!"

She muttered something, the sound was very small, but it filled my ears like thunder. This sentence was definitely not a compliment. I could definitely hear that there was a kind of disdain in her tone.

My thinking suddenly became clearer, and it seemed that it was really Sister Zhen.

Before I had time to confirm this idea, a horrifying scene that I had never expected happened in an instant, without leaving me any chance to react. A heart-pounding sting came from my scalp, and I instinctively snorted, almost breaking my defense.

I tried my best to endure it and moved my head to show discomfort, but I was still sleepy and not awake.

But my heart has collapsed to the extreme. Grievance, resentment, and shock are all coming to me overwhelmingly. My tear ducts are burning, and I am clenching my teeth desperately.

Zhao Mingzhen, let me ask you, what has I done wrong to you in the past eight years? I treat you like a sister in vain, but you treat me like this.

I finally understood why this kind of needle-like pain had appeared so often during this period of time. It was bone-piercing, but it was fleeting in my chaotic consciousness. I originally thought it was an experience in a dream.

Who would have thought that this was a vicious trick that actually happened to me? No wonder the pain was so real. Even after I regained consciousness, there was still a vague feeling of pain.

Maybe it was because I still didn't wake up. Then, there was a slap on the face, "Wake up! It's time to drink medicine!"

Her shout was completely different from her usual soft tone, and her tone was extremely sinister.

At this time, I was completely in a state of confusion. It was simply unbelievable that Zhao Mingzhen would do such a cruel thing to me.

It wasn't until I heard another slap on my face that I realized it would be fake if I continued to pretend.

I moved my body, let out a long breath, slowly opened my eyes, looked out the window blankly, and complained desperately in my heart, what on earth happened? Why did this seemingly gentle and honest Sister Zhen turn into a vicious Aunt Rong?

Sister Zhen's voice sounded in my ears again, and her tone had returned to its original softness, "Madam, wake up, it's time to take medicine!"

"Well..." I sighed, calmed down, turned over slowly, and looked blankly at Sister Zhen standing in front of the bed, with a bit of mist in my eyes.

When her eyes met mine, her smile froze, and then she said softly, "Madam, did you sleep well this time? Can I help you get up and sit down for a while?"

I didn't look away, but looked deeper at her. It wasn't until I saw that she was a little nervous, swallowed, and looked away that I pretended to sigh sadly and said, "Sister Zhen, I'll think about it again. Is it okay?" What bad disease are you hiding from me?"

She reached out and straightened my blanket as if nothing had happened, and said calmly, "Madam, you are thinking nonsense again, people will get sick. You just gave birth to children in succession, and your body became a little weak. You will be fine after a period of recuperation." "

"Having said that, why do you think I seem to be getting weaker and weaker? This sleep is so muddled that I have almost slept all my life. Every day, I have to do two things: drink medicine and sleep. ! Sister Zhen, thank you for your hard work!"

"Madam, please stop talking like that. What's hard work? Isn't this my job!" She looked at me, "It's better to sleep to recover from illness. Don't be impatient! People say that when a disease comes, it's like a mountain falling, and when you get rid of it, it's like a mountain. I'm going to get you some medicine right now. Drink it while it's hot to be effective!"

After she finished speaking, she quickly turned around and went out. I slowly sat up and looked blankly in the direction she left. I reached out and touched the stabbed scalp, thinking quickly about how I could escape from this drug.

When I took it off, I saw a trace of blood on my fingertips. It was very small, but bright red.

I erased it calmly.

Not long after, Sister Zhen walked back quickly with the medicine in hand and handed it to me, "The temperature is just right, drink it quickly!"

I said a faint "Hmm" and did not take the bowl. Instead, I raised my hand to move to the place where the needle had just been pricked. Then I raised my head and looked at Zhao Mingzhen and said, "Sister Zhen, please help me see why it feels weird here." Where’s the pain?”