There is a young wife at home: Mr. Quan's husband is too heartless

Chapter 279 You are making trouble and he is laughing
In the afternoon, outside the examination department of a private hospital in Binhai, there was a long queue of people waiting for the examination.

Xia Qi and Xia Qin were sitting next to each other on the stools in the corridor, silent and not speaking.The sunlight outside can shine into the corridor, so bright and dazzling, but Xia Qi's heart is cold.

Xia Qi's name soon appeared on the LED display, and Xia Qin's heart skipped a beat. She glanced at Xia Qi who was in a daze, and pushed her, "Qiqi, it's your turn."

"Oh." Xia Qi was surprisingly calm, stood up with her bag in hand, and walked into the consultation room in a daze, "Cousin, I'll go by myself."

Xia Qin stood up, and when she heard Xia Qi's words, her footsteps stopped suddenly, "Okay. I'll wait for you outside."

Voices and noises can be heard endlessly, and the smell of disinfectant fills the breath... Vain waiting, unpredictable results... Everything makes Xia Qin extremely nervous, with cold sweat on her palms, fingertips cold.

I don't know how long it took, until Xia Qin felt that the sun was setting, and Xia Qi slowly came out from the doctor.

Xia Qin stood up reflexively, walked to Xia Qi's side quickly, and grabbed her arm nervously, "How is it?"

"I don't know yet." Xia Qi shook his head, the expression on his face was always a little illusory, "The result will come out in three days at the earliest, and there must be an observation period."

Observation period... Xia Qin pondered for a while, hesitating, not knowing how to speak.

"Cousin, you guessed it right." Xia Qi smiled slowly, "The doctor said that based on my various manifestations, the possibility of multiple sclerosis is very high, and there is no problem with other parts of my body."

Xia Qin covered her mouth all of a sudden, her eyes widened instantly, she was too shocked to say anything.

"Don't tell my dad, and don't tell He Jingrong." Xia Qi instructed, with a calm heart, he raised his feet and walked forward.Where is her destination?she does not know.It doesn't matter how calm it is on the surface, her heart is already broken...

Xia Qin grabbed Xia Qi's arm and said tremblingly, "Qiqi, you haven't been diagnosed yet, don't panic..."

Xia Qi glanced at Xia Qin, turned around and left, "Cousin, I'm tired, I'm going back first, don't follow me."

"But..." Xia Qin chased after two steps, "Mr. He... what should he do?"

"What I have to do with him has nothing to do with you." Xia Qi tilted his head slightly and finished speaking, without looking at Xia Qin, no longer thinking about it, just walking forward.

After finishing the day's work, He Jingrong drove back to the villa. He was a little anxious today, so he called Xia Qi at noon, but she didn't answer. Xia Qi only replied a text message, saying that she was fine.For no reason, what did she say was good?
While thinking about it, he parked the car outside the villa, He Jingrong strode into the villa with big strides, but saw that the villa was pitch-black and the lights were not turned on, he wondered, isn't Xia Qi here?

He Jingrong walked to the door, turned the handle lightly, and with a 'click' sound, the door opened.He Jingrong frowned, raised his eyes and scanned the living room, and saw someone vaguely lying on the sofa, and called out, "Xia Qi? Is that you?"

"Hmm..." The person on the sofa groaned, "He Jingrong, are you back?"

He Jingrong heaved a sigh of relief, and pressed the switch casually to turn on the light in the living room.The eyes suddenly brightened, Xia Qi quickly raised his hand to block the glare of the light, restraining all his emotions.

"Why didn't you turn on the light?" He Jingrong casually untied his tie and walked towards Xia Qi. In a few seconds, he had already looked at Xia Qi. Seeing that she was still wearing high heels, he couldn't help frowning.

"Too sleepy." Xia Qi rubbed his eyes, stood up, and walked towards He Jingrong, "Give me the coat." Then, he went around behind He Jingrong and took off the coat for him.

He Jingrong was slightly surprised, but felt warm in his heart. He smiled and said, "You are so strange today! Do you want to be a good wife and mother because you want to get married? En?"

Xia Qi turned his back to He Jingrong, and hung the clothes on the hanger. His heart felt like he was hit by something heavy, but his hands kept moving. He smiled, "How about a good wife and mother? What kind of wife do you want?" ?”

"As long as it's you, it's fine." He Jingrong always had a smile on his lips, "Didn't cook? Go out to eat?"

"No." Xia Qi suddenly became coquettish, ran over to wrap He Jingrong's arm, and said, "I don't want to go out to eat, and I don't want to cook by myself."

"Then what should we do?" He Jingrong tilted his head and asked Xia Qi's hair.

"Otherwise, why don't you cook it for me?" Xia Qi blinked, his eyes sparkling, making it almost impossible to refuse.

"I haven't cooked!" He Jingrong raised his eyebrows. Although he said this, he nodded in agreement in his heart.He has some small selfishness, he wants Xia Qi to beg him, well, I have to admit that the way Xia Qi begs is very seductive.

"Couldn't you just do the kitchen next time just for me?" Xia Qi stared at He Jingrong eagerly, and sure enough, he launched a coquettish offensive, "En? Please, Young Master He? Can't you give me your first contribution?"

He Jingrong sighed helplessly, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Okay, what do you want to eat? I can't make anything too complicated."

"Anything is fine, as long as it's done by you." Xia Qi smiled, and his dimples appeared again.

He Jingrong smiled lightly and walked towards the kitchen. Xia Qi suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly said, "He Jingrong, get ready first. I'll get my camera to record this beautiful moment! Haha..." As he spoke, he had already Bounced and ran upstairs.

"Slow down!" He Jingrong ordered, shook his head with a smile, walked to the kitchen, took off the apron, held it in his hand and looked at it with gentle eyes.

Xia Qi came down from upstairs, fiddled with the camera, stood on the stairs, looked down at the figure in the kitchen with her back turned, bit her lip, and wanted to cry.In the future, what should we do?Why all of a sudden, good happiness seems to be slipping away from your hands right away?
Raise the lens and zoom in.Xia Qi stared at He Jingrong in the camera, and clicked several photos together.

Meeting you is the most wonderful fate in my life, but I didn't expect that the reason behind this fate might become the biggest hidden danger of our separation...

"Miss Xia, the best way is to stay in the hospital for observation. From your description, I judge that your illness is acute, with multiple episodes within a month, and the symptoms are diverse. It is more reliable to stay in the hospital for observation, otherwise the condition will be severe. The possibility of a sharp exacerbation is very high."

Thinking of the doctor's words, Xia Qi felt a deep sense of powerlessness spread from the bottom of her heart. She seemed to have expected the result, a very strong premonition.Three days later, just waiting for the trial.

The sound of He Jingrong turning on the faucet brought Xia Qi back to his thoughts, Xia Qi suddenly smiled and shouted down: "Young Master He!"

"En?" He Jingrong turned around when he heard the voice, still holding the tomatoes to be washed in his hand, and wearing an apron in front of him.Xia Qi took the opportunity to take a few more photos, and said, "Hey, not bad! Smile... yes, that's it... Come on, take another one!"

Seeing that Xia Qi had the air of a photo studio photographer, He Jingrong's smile deepened, "Okay, stop taking pictures, come over and watch me cook, I'm afraid I'll burn the kitchen down."

"Deling!" Xia Qi giggled and went downstairs with her DSLR in her arms, ran to the kitchen, turned on the camera, and said in a dignified manner while recording: "Dear audience friends, hello everyone, I am Xia Qi, the following What we are going to shoot is the dish of the century... um... He Jingrong, what dish?"

"Scrambled eggs with tomatoes." He Jingrong said lightly, with a smile.

"Yes, the process of making scrambled eggs with tomatoes!" Xia Qi continued, and the screen turned to He Jingrong, "Tonight's chef is He Jingrong, Young Master He, everyone applauds and encourages!"

After finishing speaking, there was a moment of silence, Xia Qi poked He Jingrong's waist, "Applause quickly! You have to applaud yourself, and you despise yourself, so how can it be done!"

He Jingrong laughed, and raised his wet hand to pat it. Xia Qi cheered twice, and then turned the camera to the ingredients, turning the good-looking kitchen into a food program recording scene.

He Jingrong's mobile phone was put aside, and the screen showed how to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and Xia Qi also took a picture of this.

Cut the tomatoes well, stir the eggs well... turn on the fire, stir-fry...

It is said that serious men are the most handsome. Seeing He Jingrong cooking, Xia Qi felt as if he was admiring the work.

He Jingrong was still calm when cooking, as if nothing could trouble him, even this small kitchen was quickly conquered by him.

The smell of the food gradually overflowed in the room, Xia Qi sniffed hard, and said to the camera: "Chef He said that he has never cooked before, I believe the audience friends will not believe it? It smells so good..."

He Jingrong smiled and said, "It will be ready soon, there is rice over there, and it will be ready soon."

"Wow!" Xia Qi exclaimed, "Young Master He, you are amazing!"

Seeing Xia Qi's twittering, He Jingrong was a bit overwhelmed to respond, but he was happy in his heart.Suddenly, I remembered a sentence that I didn’t know where to read it, “Actually, the best days are when you are making trouble and he is smiling, and spend your life so warmly.”

Isn't this what the two of them are talking about?Thinking of this, his heart softened even more. He Jingrong put the dishes on the plate and thought to himself that he could probably tolerate Xia Qi's fuss for the rest of his life, and he would be happy with it.

"The dishes are ready, let's go eat?" He Jingrong smiled and took off his apron.

"Yeah! It's great!" Xia Qi cheered, "I'll try it first!" As he spoke, he picked up a spoon and took a sip, nodded repeatedly, and said vaguely, "Young Master He's cooking is amazing! "

"Oh? Really?" He Jingrong raised his eyebrows.

"Enen." Xia Qi nodded quickly, and gave He Jingrong another spoonful, "Young Master He, try it yourself."

After He Jingrong tasted it, he nodded, "It's really delicious."

"Haha, isn't it?" Xia Qi's excitement, as if he made this dish by himself, urged He Jingrong to arrange the food, and began to feast on it.

(End of this chapter)