The eldest daughter is committing suicide, and the marriage partner comes to redeem her

When Pei Zigui arrived with his family doctor, his tie was crooked. His normally calm face was full of panic. Only he knew that his palms were already sweating.

"My wife has fainted at home." After hearing this from Assistant Mo, Pei Zigui left the meeting and hurried over, leaving the employees looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Don't worry, Mr. Pei. Madam is just having menstrual pain, which is very common among women. There's no need to worry too much."

Pei Zigui frowned, "Why is it so painful? She has never felt this way before."

Doctor: "It may be that you ate something cold before your period, or you were exposed to a cold. These may cause different degrees of dysmenorrhea. I have prescribed some medicine for you to take after you wake up. It will reduce some of the pain."

Pei Zigui did not relax at all because of the doctor's words. His hawk-like eyes were half lowered, and his eyebrows were cold: "Is there any way to cure this disease?"

The doctor rubbed his hands awkwardly and told me the truth: "It's hard to cure it once and for all. You can only take care of it slowly. Drink less cold drinks on weekdays, keep warm when your period is approaching, and drink some Chinese medicine to replenish your body."

After thanking him, Mott escorted the doctor downstairs. When he came back up, he was holding a bowl of chicken soup.

"Boss Pei, this is the chicken soup that Auntie Lan reheated for Madam. She said Madam hasn't eaten it yet."

Pei Zigui pursed his lips, frowned, and reached out to take the plate of chicken soup: "Give it to me. I'm working from home today."

"Okay, Mr. Pei." Assistant Mo turned and went downstairs. Madam, please come back soon, or Mr. Pei will have to work from home for a week, right?

Forget it, never mind, let’s go downstairs and drink some chicken soup first. Aunt Lan just secretly hid a chicken wing for him.

Pei Zigui opened the door and returned to the bedroom. The person on the bed was curled up in a small ball, sleeping very uneasily. He put down the chicken soup, squatted on the edge of the bed and held Jiang Ruoli's little hand.

Tsk, why is it so cold?

The man turned up the temperature in the room.

Jiang Ruoli woke up in a daze and saw the man beside the bed staring at her motionlessly with an obscure look in his eyes.

"Why are you here?"

Her voice was hoarser than in the morning.

Pei Zigui helped the man up and carefully placed a few cushions behind Jiang Ruoli.

"Auntie Lan called me and told me you fainted."

Fainted? Jiang Ruoli looked puzzled. He thought he had fallen asleep again due to lack of sleep, but it turned out that he had fainted from the pain...

She glanced at Pei Zigui and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? It's like I have some terminal illness."

It was just period pain, and she recovered the next day. But this time the pain was a little more severe. She was still angry when she talked about it.

Pei Zigui frowned, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his tone was a bit reprimanding: "Don't talk nonsense, what terminal illness?"

"Yeah, if I hadn't been with you yesterday, I wouldn't have been frozen, and I wouldn't have fainted from the pain, right? So it's all your fault."

"Well, it's my fault. You can punish me however you want." Pei Zigui took the chicken soup and sat next to Jiang Ruoli, coaxing her in a low voice: "Auntie Lan said you haven't eaten it yet, have some chicken soup? It's just heated up."

The chicken soup was stewed thoroughly, sprinkled with wolfberries, cordyceps flowers, and ginseng slices. It was steaming and looked delicious.

Jiang Ruoli is currently busy informing her sisters of the news.

The well-educated Jiang Ruoli: "It's the first time in my life that I fainted due to menstrual cramps, awesome!"

"Open your mouth."

Jiang Ruoli opened his mouth obediently and enjoyed Pei Zigui's one-on-one service with peace of mind.

“I don’t want to eat this wolfberry.”

Pei Zigui patiently skimmed the wolfberries from the soup for the little girl, without a trace of impatience on his face.

After feeding him a whole bowl of chicken soup, Pei Zigui supervised Jiang Ruoli to take the medicine prescribed by the doctor. I thought he was going back to the company, but unexpectedly the man sat directly on the sofa in the master bedroom, showing no sign of leaving.

Jiang Ruoli blinked his eyes and asked in confusion: "Aren't you going back to the company?"

"I'm not going back today." Pei Zigui stood up and covered the little girl with a blanket, and asked softly, "Does it still hurt now?"

In fact, after drinking a big bowl of chicken soup, Jiang Ruoli felt much better. She pursed her lips and gestured with her index finger and thumb playfully, "There's still a little bit left."

Pei Zigui leaned down and said seriously, "Shall I help you rub it?"

"Rub it? Rub where?"

"Let me rub your stomach. I saw on the Internet that it is effective." He had just checked the information.

Before the little girl agreed, Pei Zigui had already sat down beside her. He pulled her into his arms, and his bony hands reached into the quilt, accurately touching the little girl's soft belly.

Jiang Ruoli trembled subconsciously.

The man said in a low voice: "Cold?"

Jiang Ruoli shook his head, "Itchy."

"Then I'll be gentle."

Pei Zigui's palms were warm, covering the slightly cool belly, sending waves of warmth. Seeing that the little girl was gradually adapting, Pei Zigui began to rub and circle slowly, trying to relieve the discomfort in her lower abdomen.

Jiang Ruoli gritted his teeth, and his cheeks flushed unconsciously. The room was warm, and his lower abdomen gradually warmed up.

Just as Jiang Ruoli was about to fall asleep, she heard Pei Zigui's low and restrained voice: "Has it hurt this much before?"

Actually, no. This time it was really an accident. It was also the first time in Jiang Ruoli's life that she fainted due to dysmenorrhea. Although she usually had many minor ailments, her health was generally good.

But Jiang Ruoli was not so honest. With her dark eyes rolling, she nudged Pei Zigui's chin with her head and said in a delicate and aggrieved voice:

"Of course you don't care about me. Once before, Grandpa Pei asked me to deliver some information to you. It rained heavily that day and I didn't bring an umbrella. I got caught in the rain and caught a fever. I've had this problem since then."

Pei Zigui paused for a moment, "When?"

Jiang Ruoli said confidently: "It was that time in the second year of high school. You seem to have forgotten it."

How could Pei Zigui not remember?

That day, Pei Zigui forgot a document at home and called home to have it delivered. Not long after, the old man called back personally and said that the girl from the Jiang family had delivered it to his company.

He then learned that Jiang Ruoli happened to go with the Jiang family to visit Mr. Pei that day, and it was she who took the initiative to offer to deliver the information.

Upon hearing the news, Pei Zigui asked someone to prepare chocolate milk and desserts in advance, but he waited in the company but there was no sign of the little girl.

He was a little anxious and asked someone to check the girl's location, fearing that she might have an accident on the road. As soon as he hung up the phone, his assistant came in with the information.

"What about her?"

The assistant was puzzled: "Him? Are you talking about the errand boy? He left after putting down the documents, saying that the next order was about to expire. I heard that this order of documents had a lot of red envelopes, so he delivered it first."

"Ah!"

Jiang Ruoli naturally didn't know that Pei Zigui would remember this matter. No matter who sent it, it was enough to get the document.

She climbed up the pole and pinched Pei Zigui's arm. "You don't remember anything, so you have to be nicer to me. I've given so much for you! I've even got a root of illness."

Pei Zigui raised the corner of his mouth slightly, with a faint smile in his eyes, "I remember, that day was Sunday?"

Jiang Ruoli's body froze and he stammered, "What, what happened?"