MGASC -Chapter 99 Stripping Clothes, Feeling Sorry for Him

Lunch was at Aunt Liu’s house.

Chen Gang had already gone back home. Aunt Liu, feeling sorry for Zhang Qiao, had specially made her chicken soup noodles, even topping them with two poached eggs.

“Xiao Qiao, eat more. Don’t get worked up over making money—take it slow. If it gets too much, you and the baby can just stay at my place for a few days.”

Aunt Liu now treated Zhang Qiao like her own daughter. After all, her real daughter wasn’t around.

Seeing someone so young like Zhang Qiao go through so much made her heart ache.

Zhang Qiao and Lin Tianyue naturally appreciated her kindness.

Lin Tianyue said, “It’s fine, Auntie. Xiao Qiao and I have already discussed it. We’ll stay at my old house for a few days, just a month or so, then I’ll build a new house. You can’t hold on to the old and the new at the same time.”

“The old house?” Aunt Liu hesitated. She had heard some bad rumors but hadn’t dared mention them to Lin Tianyue. “It’s been a while since you went there, right? Your father… he’s still there. Xiao Qiao is pregnant—wouldn’t it… not be good?”

Lin Tianyue paused mid-motion with his chopsticks, saying nothing, just looking at Zhang Qiao.

Zhang Qiao knew he was asking her opinion. She didn’t want to inconvenience the neighbors or Chen Gang’s family. Although they politely offered, moving a whole family there wasn’t convenient.

Zhang Qiao said, “It’s okay. I’m not that fussy. It’s only temporary—it’ll be over soon.”

Lin Tianyue felt a warmth in his heart and picked up a piece of egg from his bowl for her, but Zhang Qiao really couldn’t eat anymore. She blocked his chopsticks: “If you give me more, I might throw up on you.”

The chicken soup was too oily and heavy. Having already eaten two eggs, she really felt nauseated.

Lin Tianyue just laughed: “If you want to throw up, then throw up.”

Having already eaten two eggs, the smell of eggs now suddenly made her queasy.

She covered her mouth and gagged.

Lin Tianyue’s heart tightened: “You really want to throw up?”

Zhang Qiao nodded. Without hesitation, Lin Tianyue bent down, picked her up, and started heading out.

“Just hang on a bit, we’ll go to the yard…”

But before he could finish, Zhang Qiao vomited.

Lin Tianyue, holding her, got vomit all over himself, and his face went pale.

“Oh no, I’m so sorry, so sorry…”

After vomiting, Zhang Qiao felt much better.

“Zhang Qiao, dammit!”

“I said I’m sorry. Besides, who asked you to hold me? Don’t I have legs? If you hadn’t held me, I wouldn’t feel so nauseous—I could’ve run to the yard myself.”

She chattered away, making it sound like everything was his fault.

“I held you out of concern. How is that nauseating?”

Zhang Qiao said, “I never said you’re disgusting. I just mean, when you hold me, it makes my stomach feel worse.”

Lin Tianyue’s T-shirt was now covered with vomit. Zhang Qiao wrenched herself from his arms and hurriedly lifted the hem of his shirt: “Take it off quickly—I’ll wash it for you.”

Hearing the commotion, Aunt Liu came out and saw Zhang Qiao urgently trying to strip Lin Tianyue’s clothes. She gasped, covering her eyes, and walked back inside.

Zhang Qiao half-laughed, half-crying: “Auntie, Tianyue’s shirt got vomited on. Do you have a basin? I’ll wash it for him.”

Only then did Aunt Liu realize the misunderstanding and came back out. “Why did you vomit? You don’t like the food I made? Or was it too oily?”

“It’s not that…”

“Then it must be morning sickness. It’s not easy for pregnant women. Go sit inside and leave the clothes there—I’ll help you wash them.”

Lin Tianyue and Zhang Qiao both felt awkward. Lin Tianyue yanked the shirt off forcefully: “It’s fine, I’ll wash it myself!”

His movements were too vigorous, aggravating the wound on his back. He hissed in pain.

“What’s wrong? Did you hit your injury? I told you not to act recklessly, but you didn’t listen…”

Zhang Qiao noticed something was wrong and grabbed his hand to check.

Lin Tianyue kept saying it was nothing, but the veins on his neck were bulging with pain. Zhang Qiao thought that a hand injury alone shouldn’t cause this much.

She frowned, suddenly stood on tiptoe, and wrapped her arms around Lin Tianyue’s neck.

Lin Tianyue was caught off guard and leaned his upper body toward her. Though he quickly corrected himself, she still saw it.

On his back was a burned, charred wound—it was horrifying.

“Lin Tianyue!” Zhang Qiao’s expression hardened; she looked very angry. “Why didn’t you tell me you were hurt?”

Aunt Liu also came to check and, seeing a wound as long as a bowl on his back, covered her chest in shock.

“My goodness! Xiao Lin, why didn’t you say anything? How can you endure this?”

“It’s fine. I didn’t feel much pain.”

Lin Tianyue wasn’t used to being cared for by so many people, especially Zhang Qiao’s worried gaze.

Zhang Qiao didn’t even bother with the clothes and dragged Lin Tianyue away: “Come on, we’re going to the hospital!”

“No need…”

“If it gets infected, it could be fatal! Lin Tianyue, do you want the baby fatherless, or me a widow?”

Zhang Qiao’s eyes turned red with anger.

This wound must have happened while he was saving her yesterday. She had been careless, thinking he only burned his hand.

No wonder he took so long in the shower last night. This man could really endure pain—how did he even sleep with such a long wound?

And he spent the whole morning working. Didn’t it hurt?

The more Zhang Qiao thought about it, the more upset she felt. She wouldn’t let him argue; she insisted on taking him to the hospital.

Aunt Liu also urged them on, handing Lin Tianyue a jacket, saying it was from Uncle Liu, to put on first.

After much persuasion, they finally went to the hospital.

“The skin is all charred. Why are you only coming now? You, as family, have no sense?” The doctor scolded Zhang Qiao after examining Lin Tianyue’s wound.

Zhang Qiao’s face turned red. Lin Tianyue quickly defended her: “It’s nothing, doctor. Just a minor wound—not a big deal.”

The doctor frowned: “The temperature is 39.3°C, already a fever. That means the wound is infected. Minor wound? Are you the doctor or am I? Protecting your wife, you sure do it in a hurry. Men these days…”

Lin Tianyue: “…”

Zhang Qiao hadn’t realized he had a fever too and felt even more guilty.

All day long, she hadn’t noticed. She, as family, really hadn’t paid enough attention.

Who knew Lin Tianyue could endure so much?

If it were her, she would have been crying and demanding to go to the hospital long ago.

“Doctor, will he be alright? Is it serious?” Zhang Qiao asked, trembling.

“The wound reached the dermis and shows signs of infection. He should be admitted for observation for two days. I’ll give him anti-inflammatory treatment first.”

Hearing “hospitalization,” Lin Tianyue’s headache worsened. “No need…”

Zhang Qiao covered his mouth with one hand: “Doctor, we’ll follow your advice!”

The treatment was far more complicated than yesterday. Lin Tianyue couldn’t lie down and had to sit on the bed with an IV anti-inflammatory drip in his hand.

Zhang Qiao busied herself running back and forth, taking care of all the procedures.

“Xiao Qiao, aren’t you tired? Come sit a bit.” Lin Tianyue felt guilty seeing her run around with a big belly.

Once she finished, she sat down, placing her hand on his forehead.

It was still a bit hot.