My Little Sweet Wife

Xian Zihao smiled, took her hand, and hugged her body tightly before he said, "Rest calmly here, don't think too much. It's already too late and Jia Zhenzhen has already taken a sedative. When we go to visit her tomorrow, we will be careful. Stop worrying, be good."

Be good, your sister!

He was already injured to such an extent, yet he was still coaxing her like a child …

Jiang Ruolan angrily hit his chest with her hand.

Xian Zihao grabbed her hand and said, "All right, I'm going to bandage the wound. You go rest first, I need to see dad."

Jiang Ruolan, who had been held by him, deliberately pressed the wound on his arm. Just when Xian Zihao was about to release her, she grabbed his arm and began to bandage it.

Jiang Ruolan's mood was not bad. Seeing that Xian Zihao didn't mind the injury, she said nothing more and just smiled as she glanced at him before tilting her head, "Xian Zihao, why do I feel that you look worse when you wear casual clothes than your usual suit?"

"Is that so?" Xian Zihao squinted his eyes as he pressed her face against his chest. He kissed her hair and looked at her with affectionate eyes.

Their two hearts were already so close. Leaning on his chest, Jiang Ruolan looked as if she had already let go of all her restraints and hesitations. Seeing her like this, how could Xian Zihao not taste her?

That would be too bad for their marriage.

Besides, Jiang Ruolan seemed to be thinking of something when she leaned against his chest. Her face flushed and her breathing was heavy. Her eyes were glassy like a blooming flower.

Xian Zihao bent his head to kiss her lips. Jiang Ruolan immediately looked away and his lips fell on her cheek. She muttered with a smile, "Hubby, your arm has just been bandaged. Be good and don't move around recklessly ~"

Xian Zihao took a deep breath. He pushed her face towards him and kissed her on the lips. Sucking and biting.

Only when he was satisfied did he release her.

***

It was already late, but Xian Jian was also injured, so Xian Zihao wanted to go see him. Since Jiang Ruolan couldn't sleep, she decided to follow him.

Shortly after knocking on the door, the door opened. Xian Jian had already changed his clothes, but he still looked angry. When he saw them outside the door, he glanced at Jiang Ruolan and said, "Don't forget to bandage Zihao's wounds."

"It's already been covered, can't you see it? Ruolan bandages it." Xian Zihao smiled. He didn't care if Xian Jian was willing or not, he just walked straight in.

Jiang Ruolan followed him into the room. When she smelled the smoke in the room, she stopped. At the same time, she saw Xian Zihao frowning. He turned around and glanced at her, telling her to go back first.

She was pregnant and he was worried about her. Jiang Ruolan stopped walking and asked out of concern, "Dad, don't you want to treat the wound on your forehead? Even if the wound on your forehead is not severe, you should still apply medicine to reduce the swelling."

"No need, I won't die." Xian Jian sighed a little before he waved his hand. "The smoke is thick here, go back."

Jiang Ruolan didn't say anything else and just smiled politely before turning around and leaving.

Xian Zihao stayed in Xian Jian's room, not sure if the father and son wanted to discuss something. Jiang Ruolan didn't stay to listen to them, but as the door closed, she heard Xian Jian's voice from across the door.

"Tomorrow, get a doctor to give her two more sedatives. I'll see her again. With her crazy condition, Zihao, you better not go."    

Jiang Ruolan didn't hear what they said after that because someone was passing by. It was not good for her to eavesdrop on the conversation, so she just turned around and walked away.

The next day, Jiang Ruolan went for a walk in the sanatorium's beautiful backyard while holding her stomach, imagining the happy scene of the family of three.

When Xian Jian and Xian Zihao were a bit busy yesterday, she had found this beautiful spring by herself. Yesterday evening, as she passed a rather high-rise nursing home, a porcelain bowl suddenly fell from whoever knew which floor and landed at her feet, frightening her so much that she did not dare to walk in the front garden again.

Based on the loud sound of the bowl hitting the ground, at least the bowl fell from the fourth or fifth floor, accompanied by several screams and sounds. The front garden was too close to the ward where the patients lived, so today, Jiang Ruolan didn't want to go through the front garden and wandered alone in the backyard.

Thinking that she would move a lot here, she wanted to find nutritious herbal liquid at the sanatorium pharmacy, but she still did not find the pharmacy after looking for it for so long.

Two paramedics were pushing a woman with disheveled hair through the backyard. Jiang Ruolan quickly walked towards them and asked politely, "Excuse me, may I ask where the pharmacy is? I want to find out if there's any nutritious herbal liquid for pregnant women to drink."

At this moment, the woman with disheveled hair, who was sitting on the wheelchair, suddenly looked up through the messy hair in front of her face. Her eyes were not like the eyes of normal people.

Jiang Ruolan couldn't help but take a step back when that sharp gaze was staring at her. She didn't know who this patient was and whether she (the woman) was in a delirious state or not. It was better if she was not too close to her.

Jiang Ruolan looked at the woman again. The woman's hair was messy, and the hospital gown she wore looked as if it had just been torn apart. A strong smell of urine scattered in the air, and the way this woman looked at her, gave her a strange feeling.

"Miss Jiang, the pharmacy is located near the front garden. It is in the main building and on the first floor. The right side is for western medicine and the left side is for traditional Chinese medicine. If you can't find it, we will lead the way." said one of the paramedics who was pushing the wheelchair.

"There's no need, I'll look for it myself. You guys can continue doing your work." Jiang Ruolan looked hesitantly at the woman who was staring at her through her (the woman) messy hair. Since she could not see her face clearly, she asked with uncertainty, "Who is she?"

"She is Jia Zhenzhen. Just now, Mr. Xian went to see her again, and she bit him, refusing to let him come near her. It had been two days and she still won't let him approach her."

The paramedic sighed, "Miss Jiang, even though she has been given a sedative, she is still unstable. You should stay away from her and don't get too close to her. She has been going crazy from time to time, and no one can predict what she will do to you."

Jiang Ruolan immediately looked at Jia Zhenzhen again.

'She is Jiang Yijun's mother, Jia Zhenzhen?'

In the past two days, Jiang Ruolan had only heard of her misery. How can she look so frightening as she was now?

Jiang Ruolan didn't mind the smell of urine on her body, but she was not used to it either. Although she didn't get close, she no longer feared Jia Zhenzhen's gaze on her. 

Jiang Ruolan looked back at her carefully.

Jia Zhenzhen only stared coldly at her for a short while before she closed her eyes. It seemed that she was finally unable to persevere any longer.

Jiang Ruolan followed the paramedics slowly from behind. Jia Zhenzhen didn't want to see Xian Jian; she will bite and destroy any items when her illness strikes. But will she behave like that when she sees her son, Jiang Yijun?

Jiang Ruolan quickly walked next to the wheelchair. She cautiously asked, "Auntie Jia, hello. Do you remember Jiang Yijun? He is your son, your biological son. Jiang Yijun, oh, no, he was called by Xian Yijun now. He was adopted by my mother when he was very young, that's why he's surnamed Jiang like me."

Jiang Ruolan had thought that there would be some sort of miracle. She even naively guessed that it was impossible for a person to go crazy so easily. She thought Jia Zhenzhen would react to her words.

However, Jia Zhenzhen didn't react at all. She just sat there quietly, and even her fingers were not moving at all.

Jiang Ruolan quickly walked to the front and looked down. She saw the woman's head slightly tilted to the side. That strange and frightening look was gone. Her messy hair was covering most of her face. It was easy to see that she was a bit weak now.