Turns out I'm just mosquito blood

Chapter 18

Qiao Wanan hid in the room and wiped away her tears with her sleeves, and carefully wiped her hands.

There was a period of turmoil just now, and he didn't even have time to rinse the seasoning stains on his hands. Now that He Xiran is outside, he can't go out, and he doesn't want to face those people outside, so he can only endure the pain and rub it on his clothes carelessly.

The cloth rubbed against his hand, hooking up a piece of flying flesh, Qiao Wanan gasped, and sweat broke out.

He reached out to touch the scald medicine on the bedside, tremblingly opened the lid, the plaster had been used frequently by him, and there was not much left. Qiao Wanan didn't dare to use too much force, and squeezed for a long time before squeezing out a little.

Suddenly there was a sharp stabbing pain in the hand, the ointment shook, and fell to the ground with a thud. Qiao Wan'an didn't care whether it was dirty or not, so she quickly reached out to dip the tiny amount of ointment and carefully applied it on her hands.

That little medicine can only cover a little bit of the wound, Qiao Wanan can't, so he can only reluctantly give up.

If only I used a little less last time...

It also took a long time to change the dirty clothes. By the time Qiao Wanan cleaned himself up thoroughly, his back was already sweating, and he lay down on the bed, unable to get up again.

A farce ended, and everyone seemed to have forgotten about Goodnight Joe.

No one even came to bring him food at noon.

It was already afternoon when Joe woke up again. He was so hungry that he was dizzy. He staggered to the door and wanted to open it, but he was stumped by the sound of the TV downstairs.

Is He Xiran outside?

He remembered Chu Yan's warning, and retracted his body in fear. If he went out now, Ayan would be angry if he found out.

But he was really hungry.

Qiao Wan'an rubbed his aching stomach, but when he exerted force on his hands, he almost cried out in pain. For a moment, he didn't know which side to focus on, so he could only curl up by the door and gasped for a few breaths.

After dropping out of university, he was driven away by his family to work in other places. When he had no money, he slept on a deck chair in the park for two days without damaging his body. This made Qiao Wanan think that he had an indestructible stomach.

But since he married Chu Yan, his parents said that he lived a life of luxury, but this stomachache became more and more unbearable.

The phone on the bed rang. Qiao Wan'an was so painful that she couldn't stand upright. She hunched over and crawled to the side of the bed. After reading the name of the person who came, she took a few deep breaths before pressing the answer button.

"...Senior."

"Good night," Chen Suwen asked worriedly when he heard him speak almost out of breath, "what's the matter with you?"

Qiao Wan'an took the phone away, took a few breaths, and then said slowly: "No, I just woke up."

"Sorry, I didn't expect you to be sleeping, did I wake you up?"

It was clearly past three o'clock in the afternoon.

"No...it's okay," Qiao Wan'an trembling with pain, wiped the sweat from his forehead, gritted his teeth and said, "Senior, what's the matter?"

"Can't I call you if I have nothing to do?" Chen Suwen joked half-truthfully, "I've been busy for the past few days, and I've been forgetting to call you. How about you, forget me later?"

Qiao Wanan tried hard to force a smile, but there was a throbbing pain in her stomach, "Why, it was my husband and I's wedding anniversary a few days ago, and he specially accompanied me to Nanshan for a trip. I played too much, no, I was thinking of calling you."

He specifically mentioned the wedding anniversary and his husband, which made Chen Suwen wonder if he saw something, but he still couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Chen Suwen paused, "It should be very happy to go to Nanshan to see the snow with the one I love."

Qiao Wan'an calmed down a little, and said with a smile: "Yes, seniors can also take people they like to see when they are free."

Chen Suwen responded vaguely, and said, "By the way, last time we didn't have time to talk properly, when do you have time, I'll treat you to a meal."

Chen Suwen had a good relationship with him when they were in college. It is normal for old friends to meet up again and have dinner together.

Qiao Wanwan wanted to refuse but it was hard to say.

He knew from college that Chen Suwen was interested in him, but in order to protect this friendship, Chen Suwen didn't make it clear, so he didn't say anything.

It's just that I didn't expect that Chen Suwen still didn't give up after seeing each other for so many years.

Qiao Wanan didn't want to hurt him, and besides, he was in such a state that it would be hard to say when he met him.

"Well, I'm sorry senior, my husband wants me to stay at home to spend more time with him recently, and I'm not sure when I'll have time."

Chen Suwen was a little disappointed, but he didn't lose his demeanor, "It's okay, don't worry, let me know when you have time."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Wanan breathed a sigh of relief, and his stomach began to hurt badly again. He could only curl up tightly on the cold bed, as if he wanted to bend himself into a shrimp, so as to relieve some pain.

Sweat and tears intertwined, fascinated his eyes.

The butler walked through the living room and saw He Xiran playing with his mobile phone under a thick blanket on the sofa, while the TV was turned on loudly.

He walked over with some doubts, "Will it be so loud that it disturbs you?"

He Xiran raised his head, "Ah, I accidentally pressed the wrong button just now, and the remote control seems to be lost."

The butler didn't think too much, "Let me help you find it."

He Xiran hurriedly waved his hands, while hiding the remote control in the crack of the sofa, "It's okay, it should be near the sofa, I'll just look for it later, you can go to work first."

There was a gentle and calm smile on that pretty face, the butler unconsciously rolled his eyes, nodded and said: "Okay."

"Ayan, you've worked hard outside, come and drink some soup." He Xiran reached out to add soup to Chu Yan.

Seeing this, Chu Yan quickly stopped, and lightly held his hand, "What are you doing, your hand is not well yet, don't use your strength."

He Xiran smiled and said, "It's okay, it's much better after applying the medicine."

Chu Yan originally wanted the servant to deliver food to Qiao Wan'an later, but when he saw He Xiran's slender white hands dotted with red marks, his temper towards Qiao Wan'an became a little bit stronger, Simply punish him to starve all night, let him have a long memory.

Qiao Wan'an dared to do whatever she wanted because she couldn't divorce him, so he wanted him to remember that it was not his turn to act wild in this family!

The guilt and pity for He Xiran in his heart couldn't help but deepened. He picked up the spoon at the side and sat next to He Xiran, "Let me feed you."

The dinner was specially ordered by Chu Yan, because He Xiran was injured, so the food tastes relatively light.

He Xiran looked at the servant who was covering her mouth and giggling with some embarrassment, and blushed slightly, "No, I can do it myself."

Chu Yan knew that he was embarrassed, and said to the butler beside him, "You all go back to rest, and you can clean up here tomorrow."

When everyone was gone, Chu Yan held up a spoon and brought it to his mouth. He Xiran couldn't refuse, so he opened his mouth reservedly.

"Be careful not to touch the water these few days, if you need anything, just tell the butler, okay?"

He Xiran nodded obediently, and laughed again, "Ayan, you are so kind to me."

And Qiao Wan'an curled up on the bed all night, his whole body was still cold, he didn't even know how he survived the day, and finally stayed until late at night, when the outside voices quieted down, Qiao Wan'an Dare to fumble slowly downstairs to find something to eat.