Indulging Mrs. Lu-Chapter 261: Why Haven’t You Left Yet ( - s 259, 260, Combined)

Chapter 261: Chapter 261: Why Haven’t You Left Yet (Chapters 259, 260, 261 Combined)

She suppressed the worry in her heart, looking at Si Nanchen with eyes full of determination and clarity, "Si Nanchen, since you appeared until now, I think I’ve made it very clear. Nothing happened between us, and there’s no need to bring up the past."

"The past? Zhuang Shuqing, you didn’t answer my question." Si Nanchen took a step closer, but under Lu Jinyang’s icy gaze, he was forcefully pushed back.

"How do you want me to answer? Tell you that your mother took several million in cash to my dorm three years ago, and in full view of everyone, threw it at me stack by stack?" She scoffed coldly, "Now I’ve told you, are you going to avenge my honor for me?"

Si Nanchen didn’t speak, but the expression on his face was enough for anyone to guess what he was thinking.

Zhuang Shuqing didn’t want to say anything more, she looked up at Lu Jinyang, gazing at him with pitiful eyes, "Husband, I’m a bit cold, can we go home?"

Lu Jinyang nodded expressionlessly, took off his coat and draped it over her, holding her as they left.

Watching their embracing figures leaving, Si Nanchen’s fists clenched tightly.

He had investigated the incident from three years ago, knowing that his mother had used means to force her to leave, and even to the extent of telling her that he was already dead to make her lose hope.

However, that particular event mentioned by Zhuang Shuqing was unknown to him.

If he hadn’t checked, he would never have imagined that his own dignified mother could do such things. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

If they won’t let him live in peace, then he’d just randomly marry someone to give them heartache.

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Zhuang Shuqing sat in the car with trepidation, Lu Jinyang was silent, and she dared not speak even more, afraid that a single wrong word might slip out.

Not sure if it was her imagination, but from the moment they got in the car, she felt the pressure in the car getting heavier, forcing her to roll down the windows to ventilate.

Finally arriving at Jinxiu Garden, Zhuang Shuqing got out of the car preparing to breathe a sigh of relief, but in the blink of an eye, she was embraced into a warm hug and quickly carried upstairs.

Her heart trembled, "Lu Jinyang~I... I can walk by myself."

Lu Jinyang ignored her, and quickly, they reached the doorstep of their home. He carried her, punched in the password with one hand, entered the house, and shut the door.

Just when Zhuang Shuqing thought he would put her down, a chill ran down her back as she was pressed against the wall.

Zhuang Shuqing was kissed until her scalp went numb, she struggled to break free, trying to speak, but the man simply didn’t give her a chance.

...

Finally, he stopped, looked up, and saw her head buried in the sofa, the side of her face making the sofa wet with a large patch.

Lu Jinyang’s figure froze, pulling her into his arms, and only then did he notice the tear streaks on her face, a rush of self-reproach surged up, and he gently patted her face, trying to wake her, but to no avail.

He stared at her, tightly closing her eyes, and gradually, guilt rose in his heart.

He carried her into the room, cleaned her up, put on a bathrobe, and laid her on the bed, but she still did not wake up.

Seeing this, he also took a bath.

But when he came out, Zhuang Shuqing still showed no signs of waking up.

Lu Jinyang stood at the bedside, frowning at the woman with her eyes tightly closed and her face flushed, questioning his own actions for the first time.

But thinking about Si Nanchen’s words, the anger rising in his heart gradually replaced his rationale, lifting the blanket to try to wake her up, wanting her to give him an answer.

When his hand touched her skin, a trace of uncertainty flashed across his face, and his hand slowly moved to her forehead, pressing down.

Hot!

His palm was scorched by the continuous high temperature, and Lu Jinyang’s face turned somewhat pale.

No matter how many missions he had been on or how urgent the emergencies he had encountered, he had never been as flustered as at this moment.

Zhuang Shuqing had a fever, a fever so severe that she was unconscious.

After pacing back and forth beside the bed, Lu Jinyang forced himself to calm down and took out his phone to make a call.

Li Yan, who received the call, felt that there was no one else in the world more miserable than himself.

With a pained expression, he looked at his dissatisfied wife, soothing her, "Honey~ I’m just taking a phone call."

He pressed the answer button and before he could speak, Lu Jinyang’s anxious voice came through: "Come to Jinxiu Garden now, immediately, right now!"

"What happened..."

Beep beep beep~

Li Yan looked at the hung-up phone, wanting to cry but having no tears, begrudgingly pushed his wife away, coaxed her while dressing, and managed to get away.

When Li Yan arrived at Lu Jinyang’s home in Jinxiu Garden, he was petrified by the sight of the woman lying unconscious on the bed.

"You called me here just for me to take a look at her?"

Lu Jinyang glanced at him from the corner of his eye, "Cut the crap, she’s burning up."

Hearing this, Li Yan rolled his eyes at him irritably; a fever was just a fever. You take antipyretics for that, and he remembered there was fever medicine in the living room’s medicine cabinet.

But he couldn’t withstand Lu Jinyang’s piercing gaze, and as he reached his hand towards Zhuang Shuqing’s forehead, his hand was stopped midway.

Perplexed, he looked at the perpetrator, only to hear him say indifferently, "Is your hand a thermometer that can directly detect temperature?"

Li Yan: "..."

Damn it!

Obviously, he’s not allowed to touch his woman; not even a slight contact.

With a dark face, Li Yan took an electronic thermometer from the medical kit and handed it to him, "The temperature under the armpit is more accurate, I’ll leave it to you."

Having said that, he turned around, with his back facing the bed.

After waiting for a while, he heard the sound of the thermometer beeping, and only after some more time did he turn around.

By then, Lu Jinyang handed the thermometer to him, and upon looking at it, Li Yan cursed outright.

"Mr. Lu, may I ask how do you take care of someone?"

Li Yan looked at the woman on the bed, and perhaps it was because Lu Jinyang didn’t adjust her clothes properly while taking her temperature, her neck and collarbone were exposed, with marks on them which clearly hinted at the actions of the man before him.

Noticing Li Yan’s gaze, Lu Jinyang uncharacteristically showed a hint of guilt!

Averting his gaze unnaturally from Li Yan, he said, "I called you here to treat her, if I could take care of her properly, I wouldn’t need you."

No sooner had these words left his mouth, Lu Jinyang realized his mistake, but it was too late to take them back because Li Yan followed up on his words, "Damn, so you’re saying those marks on your wife’s body are my doing?!"

Lu Jinyang: "..."

Seeing Lu Jinyang’s expression getting worse, Li Yan didn’t dare to continue his antics.

The vengeance for being interrupted probably couldn’t be avenged in the short term; he could only hope for an opportunity one day to interrupt Lu Jinyang’s bed-rolling.

Li Yan stayed busy for quite a while until Zhuang Shuqing’s temperature was no longer so high. He looked at the IV drip hanging by the bedside and asked Lu Jinyang, "Do you know how to remove the IV needle?"

Lu Jinyang disdainfully replied, "Isn’t it just about pulling it out?" This sort of thing is like knowing pigs walk even without eating pork.

But then, Li Yan gave him an eye roll, "If you apply your brute strength to this, you might end up piercing your wife’s veins." Having said that, he resignedly headed to the living room, muttering as he walked, "Forget it, I’ll assume the role of department head tonight."

A fever of forty degrees is no joke; if the fever recurs at night, anything could happen.

Fortunately, Zhuang Shuqing’s constitution was not bad, and she didn’t develop a further fever until dawn, though she still had a low-grade fever.

Li Yan removed her IV needle and turned around, yawning repeatedly.

Lu Jinyang, for some unknown reason, didn’t sleep all night and kept watching TV in the living room, making so much noise that he couldn’t sleep himself, so he simply got up to join him in watching the military channel.

After tidying up the medical kit, he said to Lu Jinyang, "Her low fever is normal now. I’ll come over tonight to continue the IV. Also, remember to have her take all the medicine I prescribed, it’ll help her recover faster."

Lu Jinyang quietly listened to him listing one thing after another, and after he finished, he even escorted Li Yan downstairs.

Just as Li Yan thought that the man might be feeling guilty towards him, Lu Jinyang spoke up.

"Li Yan, what caused her fever?"

Li Yan immediately widened his eyes, "You don’t know?"

"Would I be asking you if I knew?"

"Cough, cough~ that wasn’t my doing, so how would I know? But, she probably caught a chill, and then was shocked afterwards, that’s why she got a fever. Her health is pretty good; she should recover in two or three days."

"Hmm."

Seeing that he hadn’t left, Lu Jinyang slightly furrowed his brows, "Why haven’t you left yet?"

"I just wanted to make sure you didn’t have anything else you needed? If there’s nothing else, then I’ll go."

Lu Jinyang: "..."

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