Chapter 10

"Heh! Haha! You must be very hungry!" Zhong Linger got up from the chair, and pretended to care about her husband Xiang Yimo in order to hide her embarrassment.

After drinking several glasses of strong red wine, she staggered as she walked.

She swayed towards Xiang Yimo's bedside.

She had just arrived at the bedside, and she was not allowed to stand still, the soles of her feet were empty, and the whole person actually rushed towards the big bed.

She screamed in terror.

The most miserable person was not her, but Xiang Yimo, a seriously ill patient, who was crushed by Zhong Linger's whole body, and he almost died.

"Are you alright?" Zhong Ling'er quickly rolled over to the side.

She was really terrified, if she crushed someone who was already sick to death, then she would not even think about getting out of Xiang's house alive.

"What do you think?" Although Xiang Yimo's voice was weak, the volume increased a lot, obviously protesting and criticizing Zhong Linger.

"I'm sorry!" Zhong Linger looked at Xiang Yimo apologetically.

There were two red clouds on her fair cheeks, not because of shyness, but because of drinking, she stared at Xiang Yimo pitifully, making Xiang Yimo dumbfounded.

"Help me up!" Xiang Yimo said with difficulty.

Usually, there are servants who come to feed him regularly, probably because of the wedding at home today, he, the groom and patient, was ignored instead, and he didn't eat a single drop in the afternoon, in fact, he was also starving.

Especially seeing Zhong Linger bite a piece of chicken and a piece of cantaloupe just now, his stomach is rumbling.

It's a pity that Zhong Ling'er was so absorbed in eating that she didn't notice Xiang Yimo's movement at all.

Zhong Ling'er supported Xiang Yimo, but his body was too heavy for her to lift up.

She had no choice but to stand by the bed and pull him up.

"Pull that chair over!" Xiang Yimo said to Zhong Linger.

There is a wheelchair beside the bed, which is used by the nanny to push Xiang Yimo to breathe fresh air in the courtyard.

She pulled the chair, and this time, she easily moved Xiang Yimo into the wheelchair.

Then push him to the table.

When she came to the dining table, she was so embarrassed again that she wished she could find a hole in the ground.

The table that was originally filled with rich food was now in a mess and beyond recognition.

There are only a few plates with a small amount of food, and the table is full of chicken bones and shrimp shells.

Zhong Ling'er hardly dared to look directly into Xiang Yimo's eyes.

"Feed me!" Three words floated from the sky.

To be honest, although this Xiang Yimo's voice is weak, it is very nice. If he is a normal person, it must be perfect.

Xiang Yimo closed his eyes and opened his mouth, and found that even opening his eyes was a laborious task for him.

However, she didn't embarrass Zhong Linger because of Zhong Linger's behavior in disregard of her image before, nor did she despise the table full of embarrassment.

But it's true, he is so sick, how can he make things difficult for her.

Zhong Ling'er giggled, brought clean chopsticks, and fed Xiang Yimo.

well!Although I didn't live well and didn't eat well before, I didn't have to feed people.

If Xiang Yimo hadn't been so ill, she wouldn't have fed him.

When Xiang Yimo opened his mouth, she gave him a mouthful, like feeding a baby. After half an hour, he only fed half a bowl of rice.

Sure enough, he was seriously ill.

Xiang Yimo lay down on the wheelchair, and while eating, he unexpectedly fell asleep again, fell into a coma again, and never opened his mouth again.

"Hey! Hey, what's wrong with you?" Zhong Linger was startled.

Isn't it dead?

(End of this chapter)

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