The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 44 I Don't Talk Nonsense (2)
The slap was so loud that Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment, before he even had time to react, he saw Father Qiao picking up the cane beside him, and was about to swing it down...

She covered her face stubbornly and didn't cry, but she was still afraid when she looked at the cane, but when the black shadow swayed down, she didn't feel the expected pain.

Fu Tianlang stood in front of her at some point, the tall man protected her, and abruptly took a few whips from Qiao's father.

"A-Lang, go away, I'm going to teach her a lesson today, so that I won't worry about it in the future, and people will say that we don't know how to teach our daughter." He bypassed Fu Tianlang and wanted to hit Qiao Wan, but the cane waved I was annoyed when I failed to hit the right owner a few times, "Why are you talking nonsense, girl? Did you say such unlucky words casually? Come here, hide what, and apologize to Jun Bao!"

Qiao Guan hid in Fu Tianlang's arms, his two arms tightly grasping his skirt, still silent.

Qiao's father cursed, and moved away from the boy in front of him, wanting to teach her a lesson.

Fu Tianlang didn't let go, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Qiao, stop beating, Wanwan is still young and ignorant, just let her go this time."

Seeing this, Qiao's mother hurriedly stepped forward to help: "The child is still young, don't break it."

Father Qiao gritted his teeth. In fact, he didn't beat him hard, he just pretended to show others. Now that Fu Tianlang stopped him, he stopped beating. He turned around and apologized to Mrs. Li, and finally sent that domineering lady away.

Qiao Guan hugged Fu Tianlang's arm and didn't speak. He waited until night before knocking on the door of his room with a medicine box.

"Brother Lang, does your wound still hurt?"

Fu Tianlang opened the door a gap to let her in, then closed it tightly, turned around and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Qiao Wan lowered his face, and the sound of the cane hitting the flesh was still echoing in his mind.

He has suffered a lot for her, it's no wonder it doesn't hurt.

Thinking of this, she didn't speak, and opened the medicine box, rolled up his sleeves by the faint light, and soon, the red marks on her arms were exposed.

Qiao Guan stared at the wound on his arm, although the injury was not serious, she still gasped and felt more and more sorry.

"I'm sorry." She lowered her head and blew on his wound, "Does it still hurt?"

Fu Tianlang's eyes shook slightly, he raised his hand to rub her hair, shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Qiao Wan listened, her eyes felt hot, she didn't cry when she was beaten, and she didn't cry when she was questioned by Qiao's mother, but now because of his words, the tears couldn't be stopped.

She sniffed her nose, held back her tears, found an ointment from the medicine box and applied it carefully for him, asking "Does it hurt, does it hurt", and he always answered "It doesn't hurt." ".

She didn't stop until she squeezed two-thirds of an ointment.

She buried her head in packing the medicine box, and glanced at him from time to time, she was a little puzzled, why didn't he ask anything?

About Li Junbao, Qiao's father asked her, Qiao's mother also asked her after the mother and son left, and the eldest sister Qiao Min also asked her in the room, and even the whole family thought she was weird, and they all tried to find out why. So she was mentally prepared before coming.

But he didn't ask anything, he just sat quietly on the sidelines the whole time, letting her mess with his wounds, and then rubbed her hair after finishing the work, still saying with care like gold: "Go to bed early."

Qiao Guan nodded and closed the door. When she left, she was so regretful that she would never speak again. If others were hurt by her tongue-in-cheek, she might as well be a mute.

Besides, she didn't know Li Junbao well, so what did she care about him?Judging by his complexion, within half a month, something must happen.

In the next few days, Qiao Wan didn't care about the Li family's affairs anymore, and no matter how bad his situation was, even if he was dying, he would take a detour if he saw him on the road.

But she didn't expect that Li Junbao's "event" came much sooner than she expected.

After returning from Qiao's house, Li Junbao gave birth to another few days, but seeing his son's expression getting worse and worse, Mrs. Li could only change ways to give him nourishment, but she had eaten all kinds of ginseng and snow lotus, but it was of no use at all. No.

Until one night when she came out of the room, she heard movement on the balcony, so she went up to check it out, but she only had one glance, which almost scared her out of her wits.

The lights on the balcony were not turned on, and the surroundings were pitch black, but under the faint moonlight, Li Junbao's thin figure could be seen. He was wearing a wide pajamas, standing on a high place, with one leg already over the guardrail.

This is the fifth floor!

Mrs. Li's face turned pale immediately, she screamed in a low voice, and immediately stepped forward to hug him, and after dragging him down, she asked loudly: "Jun Bao, what are you doing?!"

The night wind was bleak, Li Junbao raised his eyes in his mother's arms, his eyes were dull, and he looked stupid, looking like he was sleepwalking, but then, he fell on her body again with a "boom", and there was no more movement.

Mrs. Li was completely frightened and cried by him, holding her son choked with sobs: "Jun Bao, Jun Bao, don't scare mom!"

It wasn't until the next day that Li Junbao woke up. He sat on the head of the bed with a pale face, took a sip of the tonic soup, and had no memory of what happened last night.

Although the son woke up, the Li family and his wife were still terrified. They called the doctor they knew well, and they came over for a checkup. They shook their heads: "Everything is normal, and there is nothing wrong with it."

There is nothing wrong with being so weak?

Mrs. Li didn't believe it, so she sent her son to the hospital for an examination, and the result was the same as before.

Mrs. Li looked at her son whose health was getting worse day by day, and was so anxious that she didn't wake up like a dream until she heard the servant's words, "Could the young master be bewitched?"

When Qiao's mother saw Mrs. Li coming to the door again, she was not very happy. She didn't open the door for them, and said to her through a gap: "Our old Qiao has gone out, come back tomorrow."

Mrs. Li held the gift box in one hand and said with a smile: "It's all right, I'll go in and wait."

Mother Qiao still didn't open the door: "What's the matter with you?"

It's okay if you don't ask, but when you ask, the tears of the woman in front of you are like a faucet turned on, and it can't be stopped.

(End of this chapter)