webnovelfull Chapter 492 Wife, listen to me, don't go back to work at the hospital.
Chapter 492 Wife, listen to me, don't go back to work at the hospital.
Xia Jinghao looked at Shen Jiayi and saw that her face was slightly pale. His eyebrows twitched slightly, his eyes flickered, and his fox-like eyes darkened. He pursed his lips and said tenderly, "What's wrong, wife? Are you feeling unwell? Do you have a fever?" His bewitching fox-like eyes glistened with tears, and he looked at her with deep eyes.
Shen Jiayi's eyes welled up with moisture, her dark gem-like eyes shimmering with tears. Her face was pale, and her lips were white as well. Meeting his deep gaze, she smiled faintly and said, "I'm fine, husband. Did you just get back? Is that right?" As she spoke, Shen Jiayi reached out her hand.
The fever made her feel incredibly weak and exhausted. She frowned slightly and said, "Xia Jinghao, can you hold my hand? I have no strength right now, I feel so weak, okay, husband?"
Shen Jiayi slightly raised her eyes and looked at Xia Jinghao, whose face was cold and indifferent. Her eyebrows and eyes were light and indifferent, even her charming black gemstone eyes were indifferent, but her pupils were still deep and charming, black and bright like black gemstones.
Xia Jinghao didn't speak, his face was cold. He knelt down on the carpet with heartache, lowered his head, and reached out his right hand to tightly grasp her slender hand on the blanket. His large hand held her slightly warm palm, and he smiled softly at her, saying: I'm holding your hand, I'm holding your hand, my wife.
Shen Jiayi curved her lips into a smile, her delicate features possessing a sickly beauty. He gazed deeply into her with his fox-like eyes, his gaze as gentle as water. His petal-like lips were slightly pursed, and he frowned as he said, "You, you just don't know how to take care of yourself. You've made yourself sick again, silly wife."
Xia Jinghao's voice was filled with helplessness, but his tone was full of tenderness. Shen Jiayi's eyes curved slightly, and she smiled without saying a word. He rubbed her palm with his large hand and murmured: "These palms are only this warm now. Let me warm them up for you. Are you still sleepy? Do you want to continue sleeping?"
Shen Jiayi curved her lips into a smile, her eyelids drooped again, and her eyes slowly closed until they were completely shut. Xia Jinghao stood up, gently pulled the blanket up for her, and lowered his head to give her a light kiss on her white and red lips.
He straightened up, and Xia Jinghao turned around, striding long legs to the bedroom door. He glanced at his watch; it was already past eight in the morning. He decided to go and make her some light porridge, as her fever had just subsided and she needed to eat something mild. He lowered his wrist and strode out.
As he approached the sofa, Xia Jinghao's fox-like eyes flickered slightly. Song Yuyan had changed her sleeping position again. He walked over, picked up his coat, unfolded it forcefully, and covered her legs. He straightened his back, turned around, and walked away slowly.
After going downstairs, Xia Jinghao saw Nan Zeyu and Gu Tingchen sitting on the living room sofa. He walked over and saw Gu Tingchen sitting on a single sofa. He raised his eyes slightly and walked to the coffee table. His cold, fox-like eyes swept over Nan Zeyu sitting on the sofa.
Nan Zeyu turned his gaze slightly, his deep black eyes meeting Xia Jinghao's piercing gaze. He frowned, his expression indifferent and calm, and asked, "What's wrong now? Brother Jinghao, haven't you seen your wife? Why do you look so displeased?"
Xia Jinghao's fox-like eyes twitched slightly, his gaze darkened, and he said with a straight brow: I saw her. She had a fever, which just subsided, and her face was very pale. I saw that she had fallen asleep again. I'll go and make her some light porridge. Please sit down!
After he finished speaking, he turned around and strode away. Nan Zeyu frowned, while Gu Tingchen's dark eyes remained unmoved. He sat on the sofa with his long legs crossed and subconsciously yawned. Nan Zeyu glanced over and rolled his eyes at him. After Gu Tingchen finished yawning, he pursed his thin lips and lowered his head.
Xia Jinghao walked into the kitchen. There was no one there, and the air was still filled with the smell of Chinese herbs. His handsome brows furrowed. Could it be that Shen Jiayi took Chinese herbs to bring down her fever? He quickly raised his long arm, rolled up his sleeves, and pushed his arm up.
Opening the refrigerator, Xia Jinghao took out some ingredients: some celery, sliced meat, ginger, scallions, mushrooms, and eggs. He washed the imported pork and placed it in the sink, then picked it up and placed it on the cutting board. He then used a German knife to make several cuts in the pork, creating decorative patterns.
Finely shred the celery and mix it with thinly sliced pork in a glass bowl. Add mushrooms and three eggs (the eggs should be a good size with beautiful yolks). Then, use the platinum chopsticks on the chopstick rest to beat the eggs in the glass bowl.
A moment later, Xia Jinghao turned on the kitchen stove. The stove wick was peacock blue, and the flame was very small. This was different from the stove in Shen Jiayi's apartment, which had a royal blue wick. This one was peacock blue, and the stove had five connected pieces with a fine, granular gold texture. It was clearly a priceless stove stand.
Soon, the stove crackled and popped, and the graphite-colored porridge pot was simmering the porridge he was making for Shen Jiayi. He hadn't added a drop of oil, and the salt was just a touch. The porridge pot smelled of celery, pork, and eggs, and the porridge was pale white with glistening, translucent rice grains.
Xia Jinghao picked up the lid of the bowl and stirred the porridge inside with chopsticks. The pork sizzled on the surface of the porridge, forming a long, slender crescent shape with a mix of lean and fat. He bent down, adjusted the stove to a low flame, turned around, leaned his slender waist against the wall next to the stove, and crossed his arms over his chest.
Fifteen minutes later, around nine o'clock in the morning, Xia Jinghao carried a tray out of the kitchen. He went to the living room, but Nan Zeyu and Gu Tingchen were nowhere to be seen. Where had they gone? He turned his long legs slightly and walked towards the stairwell, carrying the blue and white porcelain tray, and slowly went upstairs.
Xia Jinghao entered the bedroom for the second time. Song Yuyan was still asleep. Pregnant women are often sleepy. He looked away and walked inside. He entered Song Yuyan and Nan Zeyu's bedroom, placed the plate on the bedside table, and Shen Jiayi turned her back to him with her blanket rolled up.
He quickly put down the plate, walked to the bedside, and reached out to straighten the blanket she had rolled up. Xia Jinghao gently turned her pregnant body around. Her face was pale, her eyebrows were delicate and beautiful, her black eyelashes were long and thick, her nose was pert, and her red and white lips were slightly chapped.
His gaze fell down on her pregnant belly, which was already like a small mountain. Xia Jinghao's fox-like eyes narrowed slightly. The pregnant belly was already very big. She must be feeling terrible when she had a fever. He picked up a small bowl, held it close to her, and she was sleeping soundly.
With his right hand gently pinching open the corner of her lips, Xia Jinghao sat on the bed, scooped up a small spoonful of porridge with his left hand, blew away the steam, and then turned his face to put the porridge into her mouth little by little. Perhaps she really wanted to drink water, because she immediately opened her mouth, and he poured the whole spoon into her mouth.
He carefully fed her the porridge, making sure it cooled down before putting it in her mouth, afraid of burning her. There wasn't a drop of oil in the porridge. Xia Jinghao fed her the porridge very carefully, and she naturally opened her mouth for each bite, so he finished feeding her quickly.
After feeding her the porridge, Xia Jinghao looked at the small clock on the bedside table. It was already ten o'clock. He got up, gently kissed her forehead, picked up the plate, and strode to the bedroom door. On the bed, Shen Jiayi slowly opened her eyes. She turned her eyes and knew that what she had just eaten was not water, but porridge. Xia Jinghao had fed her porridge.
Although the porridge only had a light salty taste, she still found it incredibly delicious. Shen Jiayi smiled slightly, protected her pregnant belly with both hands, turned slightly to her side, and continued to sleep. Her fever had subsided, but she still felt very sleepy. Her eyelids were heavy, and she closed her eyes again, smiling slightly as she drifted off to sleep.
Shen Jiayi didn't wake up all night, and Xia Jinghao didn't leave the Nan family mansion either. Instead, he stayed overnight at Nan Zeyu's house. He ate a little dinner and then went upstairs to the bathroom. He quickly took a shower and then hurried out to the bedroom, where Shen Jiayi was still asleep.
He was still wearing the same clothes he had on the private jet. Xia Jinghao lifted the silk velvet quilt, carefully reached out and lifted her head. He lowered his face, his gaze soft as he looked at her sleeping face. He parted his lips slightly and said, "Honey, I'll give you a quick bath. You didn't bathe yesterday, so you can't skip it today. Just sleep well, I'll wipe you down."
He spoke softly, afraid of waking her. Xia Jinghao struggled to lift her from the bed. He lifted her steadily in his arms, and she was indeed a little heavy. He carried her out of the bedroom and into the bathroom, gently placing her in the bathtub. He put a towel in the bathtub, swished it a few times to wet it, and then picked it up.
He gently wiped her neck, ears, cheeks, legs, arms, and back. Xia Jinghao's deep, fox-like eyes swept over every spot he had wiped, then landed on her pregnant belly. He frowned. "Should I leave this spot?" he thought. "I don't know how to wipe it."
Half an hour later, at 10:30 p.m., Xia Jinghao carried Shen Jiayi out of the bathroom, gently placed her on the bed, covered her with a blanket, and then went around to the other side of the bed, got on the bed himself, gently placed her head on his elbow, looked at her several times, and then fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, before Xia Jinghao woke up, Shen Jiayi did. She felt a slight soreness in her neck and hurriedly opened her eyes, only to be startled to find herself resting her head on Xia Jinghao's elbow. She blinked frantically, raising her right arm as if to get up. She frowned.
At this moment, Xia Jinghao slightly loosened his elbow. Upon seeing this, Shen Jiayi immediately lifted her head off his elbow. She still had to protect her pregnant belly with both hands. She turned around and slowly got up. Getting up seemed to take all her strength. She took many deep breaths, then slowly straightened up, slowly placed her legs on the carpet, and supported her waist with her right hand as she slowly got up.
Shen Jiayi turned her face, her dark gem-like eyes revealing a tender affection. This man had changed so much for her, and she would change for him too. A smile curved her lips as she turned around, put her arms on her waist, and took light steps away from the bedroom, walking into the bathroom.
After slowly washing up, Shen Jiayi walked out of the bathroom. Had she slept all day again...? Her head felt a little dizzy, and she was very hungry. Shen Jiayi walked to the door, opened it, and went out.
Holding onto the escalator and supporting her waist with her right hand, Shen Jiayi descended the stairs. Finding the living room empty, she headed towards the dining room. Li Ma, Wang Ma, and Zhao Ma straightened up and turned to see Shen Jiayi. As Shen Jiayi approached, Li Ma quickly bowed and said, "Good morning, Miss Shen. Breakfast is ready. Our young mistress is having her meal."
Shen Jiayi looked at Li Ma and nodded. Li Ma opened the other door to the restaurant. Wang Ma and Zhao Ma bent down and stepped back. Shen Jiayi walked into the restaurant and saw Nan Zeyu and Song Yuyan sitting together, with Gu Tingchen sitting opposite them. She raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled, saying, "Good morning. I just woke up. Did I sleep all day yesterday?"
Song Yuyan was eating tomato beef noodles when she looked up and turned to look at her. With a slice of beef in her mouth, she pouted her red lips and smiled sweetly with her watery eyes: "You're here. You're awake, Jiayi. How are you? Oh, right, you slept all day yesterday and didn't even come for dinner. Hurry up and come over."
Shen Jiayi smiled faintly and walked over to Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan pulled out the dining table and chair on the right, and Shen Jiayi sat down gently. Her eyes fell on the table, where there was tomato beef noodles, shrimp wontons, crystal chicken cake, borscht, soup dumplings, bamboo-pressed shredded pork noodles, and a small bowl of fruit sandwiches.
She vaguely felt her stomach rumble a few times. Shen Jiayi licked her lips, picked up her knife and fork, and Song Yuyan gave Nan Zeyu a look. Nan Zeyu looked up at Song Yuyan, his dark eyes widened slightly, and when he saw her frown slightly, her watery eyes filled with anger, he quickly stood up.
Xia Jinghao woke up and saw that his elbow was empty. He opened his fox-like eyes. Shen Jiayi was awake? He quickly got out of bed, strode out of the bedroom, and went into the bathroom. He washed up as quickly as possible, threw the towel next to the sink, and walked out of the bathroom.
He went downstairs and walked to the restaurant. Everyone was still eating breakfast, especially Shen Jiayi, who was wolfing down her food. Her cheeks were bulging, and she was holding a knife in one hand and a fork in the other. When Xia Jinghao walked in, he saw Shen Jiayi looking like she hadn't eaten for days and was starving.
He couldn't help but furrow his handsome brows, his fox-like eyes turning slightly cold. Xia Jinghao strode over, and just as Shen Jiayi was enjoying her meal, her shoulder was suddenly patted. She frowned unhappily, turned her head, and saw that it was Xia Jinghao. She was stunned, with the sauce from the tomato beef noodles on her lips. Her black gemstone eyes were round and bright, like sparkling little black diamonds.