You are lucky!!
[No one in this whole house is more fortunate than you, baby!]
Ji Chi is the luckiest person, to have Xiao He as his wife.
[Why is it "wife" and not "husband"? Isn't Xiao He the top?]
[Hmm... Xiao He is 1]
Are you guys paid trolls hired by Wen He? Probably not, Xiao He probably doesn't even know how to hire paid trolls.
[Actually... it's not impossible for Ji Chi (embarrassed)]
[Kawaii 1 is also 1]
[Hahahaha! I can't imagine it!]
[Da me yo da me da me! Xiao He can only be 0! No arguments accepted!]
[ Ji Chi can be on the bottom, but only hehehehe, you know what I mean~!]
"I'll leave once I'm full," Ji Chi patted Wen He's head and tidied up the mess on the table.
Duan Yueyang didn't ask them what they were going to do.
The hospital remains Anxin Private Hospital, and it is an investment of the Ji family.
Ji Chi had been contacting medical staff overseas for some time, and this time he took Wen He for a full-body checkup.
The disinfectant smell in the hospital wasn't very strong. Wen He tugged at his clothes and swallowed hard, following behind Ji Chi without daring to look too closely.
After half a day, Wen He visited countless departments for a comprehensive examination. After the whole process, Ji Chi stood behind Wen He, listening to the doctor's remarks.
Wen He was still somewhat dazed when she left the hospital...
Ji Chi reached out and grasped his hand, their fingers intertwined as Wen He felt Ji Chi's body temperature.
It's okay... we already knew this would happen, didn't we?
"Take some traditional Chinese medicine from now on; it's less toxic."
Ji Chi stopped and hugged the distraught Wen He tightly. He reached out and ruffled Wen He's fluffy hair, then placed a kiss on his forehead.
" Ji Chi, I'm hungry..." Wen He buried her head in the crook of his neck, gently inhaling the comforting scent emanating from him.
He wasn't surprised by the result at all, but he hadn't expected the drug to be so harmful to his body... So he decided to switch to another drug...
The two went to Ji Chi's hotel private room together. To cheer him up Ji Chi specially accompanied him to a dessert shop. They bought a caramel pudding and a fruit-flavored cake.
This was Wen He He's first time dining in a private room.
He looked at the design of the private room. Unlike other hotel private rooms where the tables were round, the two of them had a long black marble table in front of them.
The ceiling light reflected clearly onto the tabletop.
Ji Chi didn't choose to sit opposite him, but moved to his side. The little pudding was opened, and Ji Chi scooped out half of it and fed it to Wen He.
The pudding was so bouncy and Ji Chi, and Wen He tried her best to open her mouth wide, she could only eat half of it. The remaining half on the spoon was then bitten into Ji Chi's mouth.
The soft, slightly sweet taste instantly lifted Wen He's spirits.
He crossed his legs slightly, contentedly accepting Ji Chi's feeding.
"You can come and live with me after the show ends."
"No..." Wen He refused softly.
Ji Chi, however, acted as if he hadn't heard and continued on his own, "I have an apartment in the city center, it's not renovated yet, and we'll use it as our new home?"
"Don't want..."
What color scheme do you prefer for your interior design?
Ji Chi put down the spoon in his hand, grabbed Wen He's arm and pulled her directly onto his lap, tightening his arms to hold Wen He waist firmly, so that she wouldn't break free from his embrace.
"How about this?" Ji Chi opened the photos saved on his phone and handed them to Wen He.
The room on the screen has a sweet, creamy theme, and the overall picture looks cute and refreshing.
" Ji Chi...!" Wen He put his phone aside in frustration, turned over to face Ji Chi, and reached out to cup the other's face.
" Ji Chi... I'll die very young, the doctor said I won't live past 40... I can't be with you... um..."
Ji Chi grabbed Wen He's head, urgently silencing her before she could finish speaking.
The sweetness of the little pudding in my mouth disappeared... and gradually turned bitter.
Two tears fell onto each other's faces, Wen He weakly shrank into Ji Chi's arms, holding him tightly.
The front of his shirt was wet from the other person's sweat. Ji Chi gently patted his back to help him catch his breath.
Ji Chi felt that it must be because he had done too many bad things in his life that God was punishing him like this, but... punishing him was one thing, but why did He have to be Wen He like this?
He did nothing wrong... he shouldn't have died young.
The waiter in the private room served the dishes one by one with his head down, and finally left silently.
"Don't cry, Xiaohua," Ji Chi reached out and wiped away the tears on his face. The person sitting on him was shaking, and even his sobs became trembling.
Wen He pouted and wiped Ji Chi's clothes, which were covered in tear stains.
He sobbed softly, "I can't wipe it off..."
"Then you have to compensate me. This dress is very expensive; you have to pay me back."
"Hmm?" A few teardrops clung to her long, thin eyelashes as Wen He stared blankly at Ji Chi, whose face still wore that mischievous smile.
But Wen He saw it... he saw the faint tear tracks at the corners of the other person's eyes, almost disappearing.
" Ji Chi... did you cry?"
"Tsk... who's crying?" Ji Chi's voice suddenly grew louder, and his tone became impatient.
He turned Wen He over, held her in his arms, and served her food.
" Ji Chi... it's inconvenient for me to eat like this," Wen He protested softly. There wasn't much flesh on the other person's legs, and it felt like the weight was pressing on the bones, making him uncomfortable.
"Hmm..." Ji Chi put the person down, his face turning gloomy, his voice low and deep, "So what did you think of the renovation just now?"
"It looks good..." Wen He lowered her head and bit into the boneless chicken feet in her bowl, giving the other person a compliment on their taste.
The earlier minor emotional outburst was swallowed and digested along with the chicken feet.
As they passed through the old alley, Ji Chi bought someone a huge cotton candy. The cotton candy, made from white sugar, got all over Wen He's mouth, leaving her lips sticky and sweet.
The cotton candy was too big, Wen He was worried that it would dirty Ji Chi's car, so she pinched off a small piece and fed it to Ji Chi.
The marshmallow melts in your mouth, leaving only a trace of sweetness to indicate that it was ever there.
It was only a little past three when the two returned to the cabin. Ji Chi took her upstairs for a nap.
Wen He woke up hungry in the evening. Ji Chi was no longer by her side, and she didn't know where he had gone.
He gently rubbed his eyes, feeling a bit uncomfortable and slightly dizzy.
Ji Chi put the prepared herbal medicine packet into a pot to heat it up. In the morning at the hospital, the doctor suggested that he drink some Chinese medicine and also wrote a prescription for the two of them and gave them medicine, to be taken once a day.
He also bought a big box of Little White Rabbit milk balls, so that sucking on one while taking medicine would make it less bitter.