You are my wife, don't doubt it!

In fact, the creation of "The Young Lady" began at the end of 2021, and it was successfully submitted to a certain editor in March 2022.

I have been slowly saving manuscripts throughout 2022, because I don’t want to live the life I did when I was working on “Blood Bar”, where I had to rush every day to finish 4000 words for tomorrow’s work.

So... I saved about... a few hundred thousand?

Then I went to the editor to submit it for signature, but was told...well, he didn't want to sign it anyway.

At that time, I almost gave up in frustration. Miss Quantum suggested that I just send it out and see if there would be any other editors to sign it. As a result, when I had 2 words, I received a message from Juzi, which made me very grateful to her.

Otherwise, this book might have been stillborn.

2: The most impressive content that urges for updates.

Well, this book is updated regularly at 3 pm, and has only been delayed twice so far.

When the book was delayed for the first time, it had not yet been put on the shelves. A book friend asked for updates in this chapter, and he is still an intern today. This left a deep impression on me.

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_-||Does this count?

3: Interesting moments of interaction with book lovers.

Ok……

Since I have rarely interacted with everyone in the group recently...

I can only say that I hope this book can get on the right track as soon as possible, so that I can be in the mood to discuss politics with everyone in the group like I did in the past (not really).

Basically, I read everyone's chapters, and if I find something interesting, I will like and reply.

I still hope more people can write this chapter and say ahh ...

4: New Year's greetings to readers and other New Year-related content.

祝，

All custom,

Fully booked,

Dear readers of this book,

Find your destined Mr./Ms. in the new year.

Married people will have children soon.

Those who have children will live a long life.

Ok.

Chapter 93 Pneumonia? A minor cold!

2023-01-26

Xiao Yao's uncle cursed in the Shanghai dialect while driving out his Xiali taxi and honking the horn twice.

"You are old, you are so stupid," the uncle lit a cigarette and watched Xiao Yao carry Shen Jie to the back seat of the car: "Come to the village to raise your daughter Ning, you are really a gimmick."

"Thank you, uncle." Xiao Yao shook the girl in his hand: "How are you now? Hold on a little longer!"

"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough cough, I'm okay, I just feel dizzy and have no strength in my body." Shen Jie said.

"Sifat! (You can't die!)" The uncle stepped on the accelerator, the car rushed out, and Xiao Yao leaned back.

"That's wrong..." The uncle was speeding on the empty road like a teenager, while he continued to curse: "Fuck your uncle..."

"You are my uncle." Xiao Yao reminded.

"#%...&...￥"

The Xiali taxi stopped steadily in front of the First People's Hospital of Shanghai. My uncle turned off the engine, opened the door and got out, helping Xiao Yao put Shen Jie on his back.

"Slow down, don't let the little girl fall!" Uncle shouted behind Xiao Yao who was running wildly.

Just then, a family opened the back seat of the car and helped a white-haired old lady sit in.

"Zu Sa?" My uncle glared at me and said, "Get down! Don't run now!"

Xiao Yao rushed into the emergency department carrying Shen Jie on his back, put her on a plastic chair in the aisle, and held on to the table in the pre-examination area with his hands.

"What's wrong with you?" The masked nurse looked up at him.

"Fever, fever!" Xiao Yao said breathlessly.

"Go over there to register. Do you have your medical insurance card or social security card?"

Xiao Yao was stunned. He left in such a hurry that he forgot to bring anything. He only took the Construction Bank zodiac card: "Uh..."

"Okay, medical insurance card, use mine." His uncle appeared behind him at some point and handed a medical record with a social security card embedded in it into the registration window: "As for the medical record, you can use a new one."

"Thank you, uncle." Xiao Yao said.

"What nonsense."

Xiao Yao filled in the name "Shen Tianyun" in the blank medical record book. After a brief inquiry, the doctor in the emergency department arranged for Shen Jie to do a CT scan, and Xiao Yao was responsible for paying the fee.

Xiao Yao recalled that when he was in elementary school, his father often complained that hospitals were all money-suckers and would ask you to do a CT scan for a minor cold without any reason.

But now that things had come to this, Xiao Yao had no choice but to do as he was told.

Fortunately, the emergency room procedure is not as complicated as that of the outpatient department, and one does not need to run up and down the stairs to pay the fees, but Xiao Yao still runs from one end to the other and then back again.

In the past, when he was sick and went to the hospital, his parents would help him run up and down the stairs. However, in the past year since he came to live in Shanghai, he has never been to the hospital once, so Xiao Yao is really like a headless fly, running around everywhere.

His uncle didn't seem to be willing to help, but fortunately, after asking around, Xiao Yao was able to complete all the formalities.

Full of sense of accomplishment, skill point +1.

Standing outside the CT room, my uncle took out another cigarette and put it in his lips.

"Hello sir, you are not allowed to smoke in the hospital," a nurse reminded.

"Did I start a fire?" Uncle asked disdainfully, "How long have you been together?"

"Ah? Tell me?" Xiao Yao took several seconds to react.

"How long have you known each other?" my uncle asked in a different way.

"More than a month, it seems." Xiao Yao recalled.

"That's fast," my uncle commented, "Are all girls nowadays so open and casual?"

"Please don't comment on her casually like that." Xiao Yao protested.

"Tsk," my uncle's eyes drifted to the family planning product vending machine on the wall: "Have the safety measures been taken?"

"No." Xiao Yao shook his head.

"What?" The uncle glared at me and said, "Be careful not to get into trouble..."

"I mean, it wasn't done, not that the safety measures weren't taken."

"How is that possible?" said my uncle, sneering, "We are all trapped together..."

"Why would I lie to you?" Xiao Yao asked impatiently.

"Why did you lie to me? Are you afraid that I would tell your mother?"

"You go tell her, she doesn't care about me." When mentioning his mother, Xiao Yao's eyes dimmed again.

"Oh~~~" My uncle yawned and stretched lazily. "I don't want to bother with your business. I'm leaving now. I have to go out in the daytime. You can handle it yourself. Remember to return my medical insurance card to me tomorrow."

"Uncle," Xiao Yao said sincerely, "Thank you for today."

"Tsk." The uncle waved his hand, turned around and walked away. After a few steps, he stopped again: "I will say a few more words."

"You talk." Xiao Yao said.

"It's fine to just have fun with a casual girl like this. No matter how pretty she is, don't take her seriously," the uncle pondered for a moment, "The right thing to do is to study hard and improve your grades."

"No!" Xiao Yao said angrily: "She is not what you think--"

"Okay, okay, who wants to care about your business? Just listen or not." My uncle said this impatiently and walked away without looking back.

In addition to worrying about Shen Jie's condition, Xiao Yao now also has some new unhappiness in his heart.

Indeed, he wanted to live with Shen Jie, wanted to stick with Shen Jie 24 hours a day, and wanted to do some things with Shen Jie... things that would be reviewed if written down.

But if Shen Jie were to be looked down upon by others as a result, that would be unacceptable.

Xiao Yao suddenly remembered that Yu Luying also had prejudices against Shen Jie - even just yesterday, she still subconsciously thought that Shen Jie was an indecent woman.

When Xiao Yao thought of this, he couldn't help but put his hands on his hips and got angry.

The door of the CT room opened, and Shen Jie walked out holding the wall with the report in her hand: "Dog..."

Xiao Yao helped Shen Jie back to see the emergency doctor.

"Oh, your lungs are inflamed," the middle-aged doctor pushed his glasses up, "but it doesn't seem to be particularly serious. It's best to stay in the hospital for observation. Hey, you don't have to be hospitalized. You can just go home and rest after getting two bottles of water."

"Pneumonia?" Xiao Yao and Shen Jie were both shocked.

"No, we need to be hospitalized." Xiao Yao made the decision before Shen Jie could say anything.

Not to mention the seriousness of the word "pneumonia" in Xiao Yao's mind - he had final exams during the day, and Shen Tianyun should also go to school. How could he feel at ease leaving Shen Jie alone at home?

I can't trouble my uncle to help take care of me anymore. He also has to go out and drive a taxi to make a living.

As for skipping the final exam to accompany Shen Jie? No matter what, Xiao Yao was still a student, and such an idea had never occurred to him.

"Well, stay in the emergency room for a day for observation, and go and handle the formalities..."

……

After a period of time that was neither long nor short.

Shen Jie leaned weakly on the hospital bed. The nurse lifted her delicate hand, applied alcohol on it, patted it for a while, and then inserted the needle into her vein.

Xiao Yao watched from the side, hissed in pain, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He had just completed all the formalities and was holding a stack of printed invoices in his hand.

The nurse put tape on the back of Shen Jie's hand, untied the straps around Shen Jie's wrists, and left holding the plastic board.

"Gouzi, thank you for your hard work." Shen Jie forced a smile at Xiao Yao: "Remember to bring me some clothes during the day."

"Aren't there hospital gowns?"

"Inside...inside." Shen Jie's face turned red.

Xiao Yao sat by the bed and held Shen Jie's hand that was not injected: "It's all my fault. I should have sent you to the hospital last night. It would have been fine."

His guilt and remorse are real.

Since he was young, his parents instilled in him the idea that he should stay on the front line even if he was slightly injured, and should not go to the hospital for a minor cold, so as to strengthen his own immunity.

Places like hospitals are expensive, so it's best not to go there if you can avoid it.

It was also because of this that Xiao Yao did not send Shen Jie to the hospital immediately.

If I had known earlier that she had pneumonia... Xiao Yao hit his head in regret.

If I had known earlier...

"Oh, it's okay..." Shen Jie was actually a little upset about this, but she didn't show it. She just gently comforted him, "Don't be too nervous. Didn't the doctor say that the inflammation is very mild?"

Xiao Yao suddenly realized that it was wrong to hit himself on the head in the middle of the night.

Just as he thought of this, his phone rang. Xiao Yao was about to hang up when Shen Jie saw Yu Luying's name with her sharp eyes: "Answer it, it's okay."

Xiao Yao wanted to go out to the corridor to answer the phone, but he felt that doing so would make him look guilty, so he gritted his teeth and answered the phone in front of Shen Jie: "Hello?"

"Are you going too far?" Yu Luying's voice sounded hollow, as if she was outside her house. "What time is it and you're still not asleep? You kept me awake all night. You don't have an exam during the day, but I still have one!"

The girl's voice trembled a little because of anger.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry..." Xiao Yao glanced at Shen Jie, but the latter did not look at him.

"You're still hammering your head, right? Come on, hammer it. You like hammering, right?"

Xiao Yao endured the severe pain on his forehead and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Don't...don't! Shen Jie is sick! I'm in the hospital!"

Yu Luying was stunned for a moment and said nothing more: "Take care." Then she hung up the phone.

Xiao Yao put down the phone and looked at Shen Jie, wondering how to explain to her.