Wife wants to get divorced again today

Chapter 976 Holding the hand of the son, grow old with the son (5)

In the past few days, Xia Qinlan sometimes spends half a day going to the supermarket to buy a lot of daily necessities and food, sometimes goes to the hospital for regular physical examinations, customizes new nutritional menus, and sometimes goes to the cemetery to pay homage to the deceased relatives.When she learned that Wan Qifeng wanted to see herself in the prison ward, she would even take time to go to the prison, even though there was no relationship between her and Wan Qifeng to talk to.

In this way, the time she spends with Wan Chengming will be relatively reduced.

Even, sometimes it was Mu Ruohan who called her suddenly, and it was A Dong or Miya Chuanxin who picked her up from another place, because Wan Chengming's physical condition had changed!But what is puzzling is that Wan Chengming has no objection to Xia Qinlan's schedule.

Night falls.

In the bedroom, only when Wan Chengming and Xia Qinlan are alone together, will this deliberately hidden emotion show its flaws.

"Husband, you haven't eaten all day. I cooked some porridge for you. How about some porridge?"

At this moment, Xia Qinlan was sitting by the bed, staring at the pale and weak Wan Chengming.

These few days he could barely eat, his stomach was so hungry that Mu Ruohan would hang a bottle of nutrient solution for him.But at night, Xia Qinlan would cook dinner herself. In this case, Wan Chengming would eat with them no matter how poor his appetite was.

But today, Wan Chengming did not appear at the dinner table.

The situation is getting worse day by day, and everyone feels the same heavy and helpless, as if the world has become gray and no longer bright.

"Qinlan, I don't want to eat it!"

Hearing this, Wan Chengming closed his phoenix eyes weakly, and tried his best to maintain a smile on his pale lips.

Xia Qinlan shook her head lightly, scooped up a spoonful of rice porridge, slowly passed it to his lips, and said, "I've already fed you myself, how about two mouthfuls, okay? Even if your current body is infused with nutrient solution, If you can’t absorb it, it’s better to eat something, your body won’t feel so uncomfortable!”

"Um……"

Wan Chengming couldn't refuse her gentle eyes, opened his mouth with difficulty, and slowly swallowed a mouthful of porridge.

Afterwards, he asked in a hoarse, panting voice, "How about you, are you feeling unwell? I can't accompany you to the hospital for an examination right now. If there is anything, you can ask them to help you. Qin Lan, I hope you can get used to the life without me earlier and faster!"

"Do you think I haven't been by your side all the time these days, because I'm adapting to life after you leave?"

At this time, Xia Qinlan slightly raised her eyes to look at each other, and shook her head slightly in denial.

Wan Chengming frowned slightly, and asked softly: "If not, I hope you do, because sooner or later I will..."

Before he finished speaking, a mouthful of porridge was put into his mouth.

Xia Nuanxin stared at him condescendingly, smiled, and changed the topic, "Is the porridge delicious? I tasted it myself, and it tastes good! I found that my cooking skills are getting better and better, and I don't care about Chinese or Western food." Come on, if I have time in a few days, I will learn Italian cooking!"

"Qin Lan, don't avoid my questions!"

All of a sudden, Wan Chengming's eyes darkened slightly, and his big hand, as cold as ice, held her wrist.

Xia Qinlan's eyes trembled, she held his hands subconsciously, leaned over, pressed his big cold hands to her warm cheek, and spoke softly.

(End of this chapter)