70Everyone in the dream is Tang Youqing

Sitting at the dinner table, the atmosphere was a bit serious. Ling Wang Meiyu and Ling Zhiwei were both very polite to Tang Youqing. Hu Xin brought some food to her, "Youqing, this is your favorite fried snow peas with sauce. Auntie still remembers it clearly."

"Thank you, auntie."

Ling Qiao felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He took it out and saw that the screen was black and the phone was out of power.

"Ling Qiao, eat!"

He put his cell phone in his pocket, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and started eating silently.

From the conversation, I learned that Tang Youqing accidentally fell down on the performance stage three months ago and fractured her left leg. She returned to China after three months of training in the United States. Now the bones have healed, but she still can't step on it hard.

, needs to be rehabilitated.

After finishing the meal and eating fruit, Tang Youqing said it was time to go home and come back tomorrow. Hu Xin quickly pushed her son, "Ling Qiao, see you off Youqing."

Ling Qiao then supported her and slowly walked out of the Ling family's door.

She said that City T has changed so fast in the past three years. The roads are no longer the same as before, and the buildings are becoming newer and taller. But our community has not changed much.

He said that what she saw was only a little bit, and he would take her for a walk when he had time to let her get to know his home again.

She smiled, smiling so happily. She knew that she had not lost him, she was sure.

When he met Shu Shu, his wife, he was extremely secretive and embarrassed. Tang Youqing was more sure of her inner thoughts. She knew the general situation and knew the right measures. She pushed Ling Qiao to his wife's side gracefully, and she told herself,

It's okay, theirs is just a political marriage, her Ling Qiao still belongs to her.

She turned around and left with a smile. She wanted to go home more firmly, so firmly that it made them all feel sad.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the withered yellow leaves rustled. There was a huge temperature difference between morning and evening. Shu Shu was standing in the wind wearing a long-sleeved singlet, as if she would collapse if it blew.

Ling Qiao reached out and took her into his arms, thought for a while, and asked softly: "Let's take you out to eat something." When we go home to eat, grandma and parents must be even more embarrassed. How should this explain the relationship between him and Tang Youqing?

What about the relationship between them? No matter how to explain it, Shu Shu felt unhappy.

Deng Zijun opened the car door alertly, "Young lady, get in the car, it's cold outside." He felt guilty because he let it slip. He also saw with his own eyes that Shu Shu was anxious because he couldn't find Ling Qiao.

In the car, it was dead quiet.

"President, where are you going to eat?"

Ling Qiao looked at Shu Shu and saw that she was pouting and not saying anything. He said casually, "Let's go to the typhoon shelter."

When they arrived at the typhoon shelter, Deng Zijun left wisely. He took a taxi home and left the car with them.

Ling Qiao pulled Shu Shu, her hands were cold and cold, no matter how hard she held them, they wouldn't warm.

I ordered a few of her favorite dishes and ordered her a cup of warm milk tea. Holding it in my hands, my body gradually warmed up.

"Assistant Deng said you had a fever and went to the hospital. I went to Dr. Lin to look for you, but I couldn't find you," she said calmly.

Ling Qiao was confused and didn't want to ask her where she went yesterday. She must have something important to do so. He believed that she wouldn't do anything messy. She would naturally say it if she wanted to. "I'll take it.

I got a call from mom saying that Tang Youqing is back. Our old neighbor has been playing together since we were little, so we went back."

"Just a neighbor?"

Ling Qiao smiled, "Of course, our family and the Tang family are family friends. My father and her father often meet up to go fishing in the suburbs. My mother often goes to her house to play cards. She has been to the United States for several years and just came back yesterday.

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"Oh, really." He said he was a neighbor, so he was a neighbor. After all, those are things in the past. Who doesn't have the past? At least he cares about her now, and he also has her in his eyes, and she

Why should you care too much? Perhaps, it's just because Tang Youqing is too good, so her inferiority complex is at work. She has to believe in Ling Qiao and her husband.

"Are you feeling better now?"

Ling Qiao reached out and touched his forehead. It was a little warm, but he breathed a sigh of relief. "It's okay. Go back and make me some ginger tea. After drinking it, go to bed early. You should be fine."

"Um."

After eating and returning home, she did as he asked, but in the middle of the night, he really got a fever.

Shu Shu's body was hot and covered with sweat. Shu Shu woke up from the heat. When he touched Ling Qiao next to him, ah, it was so hot. He really had a fever.

"Husband, husband" she patted Ling Qiao's face, "Wake up, you have a fever."

Ling Qiao woke up in a daze, her eyelids were heavy and she was so tired, and the person in front of her turned into two figures, "You Qing, it's really you."

Shu Shu was hit hard. He had a fever and was dreaming. The person in the dream was Tang Youqing.

It’s unspeakably uncomfortable!

"Husband, please wake up, you have a fever, I will take you to the hospital." It's just nonsense, just listen to it, it's nothing.

Ling Qiao blinked, and the blurry outline became clear, "Honey, did I just say something?"

Well, she was indeed talking nonsense. She smiled comfortably and said, "No, hubby, you have a fever. Get up and I'll get you some clothes to put on."

Ling Qiao was a little dizzy. He felt relieved when she said that she didn't say anything. He just dreamed about Tang Youqing and the two of them entering the wedding hall. It was so ridiculous that he didn't dare to do it again.

think.

"Don't bother. You can't get a taxi at this time, and you can't drive. Just ask Dr. Lin to come."

"But it's so late, why don't you bother Dr. Lin again?"

"Fool, it's nothing to worry about. The health of our family is his first responsibility." Listen, even though he has a fever and is sick, he still speaks so proudly.

I called Dr. Lin and it rang for a while. I guess Dr. Lin was sleeping soundly. Fortunately, he picked up the phone and rushed over as soon as he heard that Ling Qiao had a fever.

"Thirty-eight degrees six." Dr. Lin looked at the mercury column on the thermometer and said, "The fever is so bad, why did you call me?" At about six o'clock, Shu Shu went to the hospital to see him. He thought Shu Shu went to the hospital to see him.

Shu was joking, how could Ling Qiao have a fever, and she didn't go to him, but now, he took it seriously, and his tone was a little reproachful.

Shu Shu lowered her head, bit her lip, and said softly: "I was just a little hot before. I thought it would be fine after drinking ginger tea and sleeping. I didn't want to have such a severe fever in the middle of the night." She also felt guilty in her heart. If she hadn't thrown it away yesterday

After he went out, he wouldn't have slept on the sofa in the living room all afternoon. Although it wasn't cold with the air conditioner on, it wasn't very warm either, and it made him more likely to catch a cold. This was indeed her fault.

Ling Qiao was lying on the bed with an ice pack on her forehead, but she still said stiffly: "Dr. Lin, I'm fine. I just have a fever and will be fine if I sweat. If she hadn't been so nervous and insisted on sending me to the hospital, I would have been fine."
Chapter completed!