A charming widow in her 70s married a factory manager and raised his children.

Chapter 328 What's going on with the patient's family?

Lu Congyue was also angry: "You can't leave. It's too dangerous for you to walk alone so late at night. I'm worried about you."

"I'll ride my bicycle; I'll probably catch up with Dr. Shi soon. It won't be dangerous if we walk together, okay?"

As Zhuang Qingxiang spoke, she tugged at the doorknob again and frowned, signaling Lu Congyue to move aside.

Lu Congyue gritted his teeth.

Annoyed that Zhuang Qingxiang was so heartless, he simply stepped forward and hugged her.

Zhuang Qingxiang was stunned for a moment, then immediately began to struggle.

Lu Congyue ignored everything and held her tightly, his voice urgent: "Qingxiang, Qingxiang, don't be angry, okay? I'm just worried about you, why don't you understand?"

"Let go!" Zhuang Qingxiang wanted to use the self-defense techniques he had taught her, but when she thought of his sick and unconscious state, she couldn't bring herself to do it. She could only use her words, "Lu Congyue, I told you to let go of me, do you hear me?"

"I won't let go. If I do, you'll get angry and leave, and I won't be able to catch up," Lu Congyue said in a low voice. "I was sick and I'm not fully recovered yet. I'm afraid I won't have the strength to catch up with you..."

Zhuang Qingxiang was still angry, but she still softened.

"Alright, I'm not leaving. You should go back to bed and lie down."

"real?"

Why would I lie to you?

Lu Congyue hesitated for a moment before tentatively letting go, his body tense, ready to hold her tightly if she tried to open the door and leave.

But Zhuang Qingxiang wasn't lying to her; she hadn't planned to leave in the first place.

If she leaves now, what's the point of her coming here?

Looking down, she said irritably, "Not even wearing shoes? Get on the bed and lie down!"

"It's okay, I'm not cold." Lu Congyue smiled.

Zhuang Qingxiang thought to herself, "When I first saw her, her face was so sour, but now she's changed her expression so quickly."

However, she was only there to keep watch over him at his bedside, not to give him a friendly welcome.

"If you're not cold, go wash your feet before going to bed," she said sternly.

Lu Congyue readily agreed, took a basin to fetch water to wash his feet, and only after cleaning them thoroughly did he go to bed.

Seeing that he was lying down, Zhuang Qingxiang sat down in the chair and yawned.

"Go to sleep now," she said. "Call me if you feel unwell."

Lu Congyue responded, then suddenly moved closer to the bedside and said softly, "Go to bed and sleep."

Zhuang Qingxiang's eyes widened suddenly, her face wary: "No need! You're a patient, you can go to sleep."

Lu Congyue felt depressed after being hit like that and fell silent.

In the middle of the night, Lu Congyue opened his eyes and looked at Zhuang Qingxiang, who was lying on the bed. Her breathing was even and deep, and she was obviously asleep.

Lu Congyue sighed.

He was worried that she hadn't rested well, so he thought of giving her half of the bed, but she overthought it...

Unable to bear seeing her so suffocated while sleeping, Lu Congyue quietly got out of bed, picked up Zhuang Qingxiang, and carefully placed her on the bed.

Zhuang Qingxiang stretched comfortably, turned over, and continued to sleep.

Lu Congyue smiled, moved a chair over, sat on the edge of the bed, and just looked at her.

That's wonderful, she's still by his side.

He forgot to ask her if she had moved back home. He had finally managed to persuade Sun Yongxian to help him convince Zhuang Qingxiang to move back home that afternoon.

Sigh, it's actually fine if she doesn't come. He just has a fever, is he really that delicate? He doesn't need anyone to stay with him in bed. But since she's willing to come, it's okay if he's a little weak.

I need to have a good talk with her after she wakes up; I can't let her stay angry.

Lu Congyue kept thinking and watching until he fell asleep without realizing it.

Zhuang Qingxiang was woken up by a nurse.

The nurse looked displeased: "What's wrong with the patient's family? They made the patient sit in a chair all night, and you went to bed and slept? Which of you is the patient here?"

Zhuang Qingxiang then realized that she was in a hospital bed.

Looking again, she saw Lu Congyue sitting on the chair by the bed, smiling at her, as if asking her if she slept well last night.

This person...

Zhuang Qingxiang glared at him, quickly got out of bed, and stammered, "Nurse, I didn't mean to..."

"Heh, you didn't do it on purpose? So you flew onto the bed while you were asleep?" the nurse retorted irritably. "Alright, he's your man. If you don't care, we won't interfere! Here's a thermometer; take your temperature and bring it to the nurses' station!"

The nurse left the thermometer and left, completely ignoring Zhuang Qingxiang's explanation.

Zhuang Qingxiang could already imagine what the nurses would say to others, saying that she, as a patient's family member, disregarded the patient's safety and was sleeping soundly in bed.

"Lu Congyue!" she shouted angrily.

Lu Congyue pretended not to notice and replied with a smile, "I'm here. Are you going to take my temperature?"

Zhuang Qingxiang was so angry she wanted to laugh. What was he doing with his arm outstretched? Did he want her to take his temperature?

She shoved the thermometer into Lu Congyue's hand: "Take your own temperature!"

He paused, then added, "Aren't you going to get into bed? Do you want the doctor to yell at me?"

Lu Congyue obediently got into bed, sat against the headboard, tucked the thermometer under his arm, and then explained, "I slept a lot last night and couldn't sleep. I carried you to bed because I saw you weren't sleeping comfortably. Don't worry, you're all alone in bed."

"Shut up! I'm taking your temperature!" Zhuang Qingxiang snapped.

"Qingxiang, I just feel sorry for you..." Lu Congyue said again.

Zhuang Qingxiang was truly terrified of his shamelessness; even in the hospital, he would say anything.

"What would you like for breakfast?" she interrupted him directly, asking in a businesslike manner.

"I'll eat whatever you eat," Lu Congyue said with a smile.

That smile was irritating, so Zhuang Qingxiang immediately looked away: "Okay, after you take your temperature, I'll just go to the hospital cafeteria and buy something."

When Lu Congyue was hospitalized, the doctor gave them a note allowing them to buy meals for patients in the cafeteria, but the quantity was limited, just enough for Lu Congyue alone.

Soon, Lu Congyue took out a thermometer, and his temperature was normal.

Zhuang Qingxiang returned the thermometer to the nurses' station and then hurriedly went to the hospital cafeteria with her lunchbox.

It was supposed to be a meal for patients, but it was just a bowl of millet porridge, an egg, and a white flour steamed bun. These days, many people couldn't afford such refined grains.

Zhuang Qingxiang took the breakfast back to the ward and told Lu Congyue to eat quickly, as the doctor would be coming to check on him soon.

Lu Congyue: "You eat first, don't let your blood sugar drop again."

"You eat yours, I don't need you to tell me what to do," Zhuang Qingxiang retorted. "After you finish eating, I'll go to the state-run restaurant to buy some meat buns."

Lu Congyue touched his nose: "That's fine then, you go buy it first, I'll eat it myself."

Sigh, my wife talks like she's on fire these days. When will I be able to talk to her properly?

Zhuang Qingxiang thought it made sense. He had a cold and fever, not missing any limbs. He could eat on his own. All she had to do was hurry back and not miss the doctor's rounds.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Qingxiang turned and left.

Lu Congyue: "..." If all else fails, can't he kneel down and beg for forgiveness after being discharged from the hospital and returning home?