127: C127 It Seemed Impossible

C127 It Seemed Impossible

She quietly imagined it and suddenly felt light on her body. This time, it was not her who ruined the scenery, but Lih Lingye.

Lih Lingye lay on the bed with his hands on his abdomen, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

His stomach hurt, very painful.

Because he didn't want to scare Bai Xianxian, he quietly laid there and didn't move.

Bai Xianxian still had her eyes closed. She thought that Lih Lingye had some special program.

It was said that men were sometimes very perverted when they did things.

But just as she waited, she realized something was wrong.

She had waited for a long time, and Lih Lingye did not approach her again.

She quietly looked at Lih Lingye.

The outline of the man's body was very clear in the darkness that she was used to. He lay there motionlessly.

Bai Xianxian was worried. She wanted to see what was going on with Lih Lingye.

Could it be that this man could not do it?

He had just started and he had already stopped moving?

So, he gave up?

Countless thoughts flashed through her mind. Finally, Bai Xianxian got up and turned on the bedside lamp.

The bedside lamp's warm light shone over.

Lih Lingye's forehead was full of sweat.

However, she felt the temperature in the bedroom. The air conditioner was switched on very low, and she had to cover herself with a blanket to sleep.

That was not because it was hot.

After all, they seemed to have just started.

He didn't make any big moves either.

So, the fine and dense beads of sweat should be cold sweat.

Bai Xianxian's little hand rested on Lih Lingye's forehead. Actually, his fever had subsided when he went to the supermarket in the afternoon.

People like him, who never took medicine, took the medicine very quickly after taking it, but at this time, Bai Xianxian thought that he had a fever again and again.

However, after her hand landed on it, she could not feel the heat at all.

A big palm suddenly grabbed her ice cold hand, "Bai Xianxian, don't move." Lih Lingye wanted Bai Xianxian's hand to be on his forehead. At this moment, he suddenly remembered when he was sick when he was young. His mother also placed her hand on his forehead like this and didn't move it away for a long time.

His mother was worried about him.

Now, Bai Xianxian was also worried about him?

"Lih Lingye, you must be sick. Get up quickly. I'll take you to the hospital." Lih Lingye did not have a fever, but the cold sweat on his forehead proved that he was sick.

Bai Xianxian did not know how to buy medicine for him since she could not confirm his illness.

Therefore, it was safer to go to the hospital.

It was better to let the doctor treat his illness.

Otherwise, it would be even worse if he took the wrong medication.

"I... My stomach hurts." Lih Lingye held Bai Xianxian's hand back. Although it was small, he did not want to let go.

Although the hand was small, it seemed to contain a lot of energy.

He had never been sick.

He had no idea what to do with it.

"Does it hurt a lot? Ning and I never had any stomach pain. So, I really don't know what medicine to take. Lih Lingye, let's go to the hospital. I'll take a taxi. I'll go with you." Bai Xianxian's heart ached.

At this moment, she did not have any thoughts.

She just wanted him to get better.

Lih Lingye frowned, "Can you feel that you really are fine?" He suspected that he had eaten something bad.

Bai Xianxian felt it very seriously. "I'm really fine."

Suddenly, Lih Lingye finally thought of the reason.

He did not eat spicy food, and he did not eat spicy food for many years.

But today in the Hai Di Lao, he ate spicy food.

"Give me your phone."

"Oh, okay." Bai Xianxian obediently went to get Lih Lingye's phone and directly handed it to him.

Lih Lingye held the phone, but he was not in a hurry to dial it. Instead, he got up and let go of Bai Xianxian's hand. He got off the bed, pushed open the balcony door, and walked out.

His body swayed a little. It could be seen that he was in pain.

Bai Xianxian really wanted to chase after him.

But she immediately understood why he went to the balcony.

This was because she didn't want her to hear the content of his call.

Her face instantly became desolate.

He didn't like her listening, so she was sensible and didn't want to follow him.

Lih Lingye called Ji Yifeng.

He didn't expect that the phone would only ring once before hanging up.

Lih Lingye frowned and could only endure the pain to call again.

He was in pain.

Even if he disturbed Ji Yifeng's bed, he still had to hit him.

His wife was not a doctor. He did not want to take her to the hospital on a day like this.

Luckily, Ji Yifeng picked it up this time. "Hey, is it really you, Mr Ye?"

"Uh, who do you think my number is?" Lih Lingye was not in a good mood.

"My... my brother said you will be very busy tonight. I thought you were busy and accidentally pressed my number." Ji Yifeng explained.

This explanation made Lih Lingye's face turn darker and darker. "Your brother is so free. It's time to find something for him to do."

"Don't, don't. Mr Ye, my brother has been busy recently. Oh right, Mr Ye, do you have something to do?" Otherwise, it was very late at night. It was said that there was a beautiful woman accompanying him on the bed. If he called at this time, something must have happened.

"My stomach hurts. What medicine do you want to take?"

"Mr Ye, you will also get sick?" Ji Yifeng asked in disbelief as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Cut the crap." If he wasn't sick, why would he call him so late? "I ate the bottom of the spicy hotpot today. My stomach hurts now. What medicine should I take?"

"I know. Wait, I'll send it to you right away."

"Okay." Lih Lingye nodded. It was difficult for him to drive at this time. He asked Bai Xianxian to go out to buy medicine. It was so late and he was worried.

"Remember to let sister-in-law open the door for me." When Ji Yifeng heard that it was just a normal stomach pain, he immediately relaxed and said with a laugh.

"Get lost." Lih Lingye hung up the phone and leaned against the railing.

The night wind was blowing slowly. It was refreshing and pleasant. It was very comfortable.

He took the cigarette case from the small coffee table on the balcony and lit a long cigarette. He took two deep breaths before he felt a little more comfortable.

Only then did he put out the cigarette and walk into the bedroom.

He had seen the worry of his little wife in his eyes. So, he didn't want her to be worried all the time.

"Lih Lingye, do you really not need to go to the hospital?" Bai Xianxian was very uncomfortable with Lih Lingye not wanting her to hear the content of his phone call, but he was a patient, so she didn't want to lower herself to his level.

"No need, it is just an ordinary stomach disease."

"I will go and buy medicine for you. Anyway, you have a lot of money. Worst comes to worst, I will buy all the stomach medicine in the pharmacy. Then I will study the instruction manual properly. There will always be one suitable for you."

"Pfft." Lih Lingye laughed.

His stoic face, which had been around for a long time, really laughed.

It was as if this was the warmest moment in his bedroom ever since he remembered it.

Even though his stomach still hurt. However, he was very content to be cared for by a little girl, and to be able to speak to her in such a warm manner.

At least, this marriage wasn't wrong.

In that case, no matter what he did in the future, he wouldn't regret it.

"No need, someone will send it over" He wrapped his arms around her body and leaned against the headboard together.

After feeling her presence, he suddenly felt that his stomach did not hurt that much anymore.

In this world, the most painful thing was always loss.

Completely losing.

Everything else was really nothing.

In life, other than life and death, there was nothing important.1

It would be fine as long as he had Bai Xianxian in the future.

At this moment, he finally understood why he did not dislike her contact.

It was because of the thick scent of fireworks on her body.

It was not like Hsu Qingyun's ethereal and cloud-like temperament.

It was the same feeling as his, cold.

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