When Jin Shaoheng didn't know how to refute, there was a knock on the bedroom door, and then the servant's voice came:
"Master, Miss Lin said she has a stomachache and there is already blood on the bed."
Jin Shaoheng immediately stopped caring about anything else and walked out. Even Lu Xining followed after hearing this.
"Shaoheng!" Jin Shaoheng came to the bed, and Lin Qingyue reached out and hugged him.
Jin Shaoheng glanced at the quilt she had lifted. As the servant said, there was a pool of eye-catching bright red on the sheets.
He frowned, picked her up and said, "Let's go to the hospital."
"I'm scared. Will baby Shaoheng be okay?" Lin Qingyue looked like he was about to cry.
"Won't."
Lu Xining stood at the door, Jin Shaoheng's voice passed through his ears, and he had already hugged Lin Qingyue and walked downstairs with her.
They quickly disappeared from her sight, and the sound of car engines outside became more and more distant.
"Since you don't want him to go, why don't you fight for it?" Zhang Tingyu asked.
Lu Xining came back to his senses and saw her walking over supported by Zhang Ma.
"Mom, why are you up?" Lu Xining stepped forward and asked quickly.
Zhang Tingyu saw that she was deliberately ignoring her question, and sighed silently, saying: "I always feel dizzy lying down, so I'm going to go downstairs to have breakfast."
Seeing that she was in low spirits, Lu Xining knew that she was making excuses because she was worried about him, so he persuaded her, "Let the servant bring it to you. I'll sit with you on the bed for a while."
Zhang Tingyu nodded in agreement.
After Lu Xining helped her back to the bedroom, he simply washed himself and the servant had already brought breakfast.
But Zhang Tingyu didn't eat much, so she lay down and fell asleep again.
Lu Xining took care of her wholeheartedly and asked Zhuang's mother about the results of the doctor's examination on Zhang Tingyu.
Not long after, Zhang Tingyu's cell phone rang.
Lu Xining saw that the caller ID was Jin Shaoheng, hesitated for a moment, then pressed the answer button and came to the door.
"Hello?" She deliberately lowered her voice for fear of waking up Zhang Tingyu.
"Why is it you?" Jin Shaoheng was surprised.
"Mom is asleep." Lu Xining explained.
"Is she okay?" Jin Shaoheng asked.
"Yeah." Lu Xining responded.
Jin Shaoheng hesitated and asked, "The doctor said that Qing Yue had fetal gas. Although his condition is stable, he will need to be hospitalized for observation for a few days."
He called here just to tell his mother this. Zhang Tingyu may not care about Lin Qingyue's life or death, but she does care about her children.
"Okay." Lu Xining responded.
In fact, such a conversation was very awkward for them, so they fell into a brief silence afterwards.
"Hang up." Jin Shaoheng finally said.
"Yeah." Lu Xining responded.
Dudu's busy tone came from the phone. Lu Xining put the phone away and put it back on the bedside.
She thought that Jin Shaoheng who was in the hospital now was the real Jin Shaoheng, the man she was familiar with.
In his eyes and in his heart, there was only Lin Qingyue, and what he saw last night was more like a dream he had.
Time passed by, and soon it was night again, and Jin Shaoheng still had no intention of coming back.
Zhang Tingyu asked Lu Xining to prepare a midnight snack for her. She worked on it for about an hour. As soon as she brought it to the door, she saw Jin Shaoheng hurried back from outside.
"How is mom?" Jin Shaoheng asked.
"Mom is fine." Lu Xining felt baffled.
Jin Shaoheng opened the door in confusion and saw Zhang Tingyu whispering something to Zhuang's mother, but she seemed to be in good spirits.
"Why did you lie to me when you were so good?" Jin Shaoheng frowned.
He was accompanying Lin Qingyue in the hospital when he suddenly received a call saying that Zhang Tingyu's condition had worsened, so he hurried back.
"Can you come back if I don't lie to you?" Zhang Tingyu was still confident.
"I told you, Qingyue's fetus is not in good condition." Jin Shaoheng was helpless.
"You are not a doctor." Zhang Tingyu glared at her son.
Jin Shaoheng knew her temper and did not argue anymore.
Zhang Tingyu thought about her purpose and softened her tone: "Since you are back, come and have some midnight snack with me."
After speaking, he motioned to Lu Xining to bring the food over and pulled her to sit down.
Several people gathered around, Jin Shaoheng and Lu Xining did not speak. Although Zhang Tingyu kept creating topics, the atmosphere was still not lively.
Jin Shaoheng's cell phone rang again. He glanced at it and stood up to go out and answer the call.
"Bring it here!" Zhang Tingyu stretched out her hand towards him.
"Mom." Jin Shaoheng frowned again.
Zhang Tingyu did not take back her open palms, her attitude was firm.
Jin Shaoheng had no choice but to put his mobile phone in her hand.
When Zhang Tingyu saw the word Qingyue displayed on the screen, she turned off the phone and put it in her pocket.
"I still have a job." Upon seeing this, Jin Shaoheng protested again.
"We'll do the work tomorrow. Now you and Xining go back to your room to rest." Zhang Tingyu said.
The two looked at each other and quickly looked away.
After all, I have to be forced to do something like this, not to mention how embarrassing it is.
"Mom, how about I sleep with you tonight, so that I can take care of you," Lu Xining said.
"You want me to see you off in person?" Zhang Tingyu asked.
She was determined to leave them alone, and she made her purpose so clear that it was difficult for them to pretend to be confused.
But Lu Xining felt miserable because she no longer wanted to be with Jin Shaoheng.
Unexpectedly, the next second his wrist tightened, he was dragged out of Zhang Tingyu's bedroom by Jin Shaoheng and came to their room in the old house.
"Jin Shaoheng..."
"Stop explaining, go to sleep." Jin Shaoheng said, seeming to have made up his mind, and then began to unbutton his shirt.
Lu Xining wanted to say something else, but he suddenly took off his clothes, exposing his shoulders and strong back.
"Ah——" Lu Xining was so frightened that he quickly covered his eyes.
Jin Shaoheng turned his head when he heard the noise, and when he saw her fussing, the corners of his lips curled up almost imperceptibly.
Yes, they have been treating each other like guests for two years since they were married. He has never even changed clothes in front of her. If he told her, no one would believe him.
When Lu Xining heard the footsteps gradually disappearing, he slowly opened his fingers and looked through the gaps little by little, finally confirming that Jin Shaoheng had left.
Listening to the sound of running water from the bathroom, the image of Jin Shaoheng who had just taken off his clothes flashed before her eyes.