From this moment, suspicion strained their relationship. Softly kissing her, he whispered, “Rest a bit more, the doctor said you need more rest.” Though she didn’t understand his intent, she nodded and closed her eyes.
Feeling him gently leave her side, she opened her eyes again. How could she sleep with such overwhelming doubts?
Barefoot, she walked silently on the cool floor. Opening the door, she heard him on the phone downstairs, his voice revealing joy.
“Thank you, I understand. If there’s anything else unclear, I’ll call you again,” Di Xihuang seemed eager to hang up and rushed into the kitchen.
What was he doing? Sounds of pots and pans colliding increased her confusion.
Secretly walking downstairs, she peeked into the kitchen, seeing smoke rising and him fumbling about. It was clear he was not skilled in cooking, occasionally dropping bowls, knocking over pots, burning his hand, and cutting his finger. Yet he remained blissfully happy amid the chaos.
Returning to the bedroom, she felt more puzzled but also a hint of sweetness in her heart.
When he reappeared in the bedroom, the steaming clay pot contained white porridge. Though touching, the numerous wounds on his slender fingers pained her more.
“The doctor said no more junk food. Eating natural, nutritious food is better for your health,” he said.
She nodded, carefully tasting his creation.
“How is it?” he asked nervously.
Though slightly bland and burnt, it was sweet because of his care.
He personally took charge of her diet, carefully balancing nutrition in every meal, which touched her, but her doubts never diminished.
Every three days, she unconsciously fell asleep at the same time, waking up without noticing anything unusual. She hid her doubts, remaining cautious around him.
Three days later, she chose not to drink the milk he brought, secretly pouring it out when he wasn’t watching while pretending to be asleep.
She felt someone enter the room with him, and something heavy was pushed in, leading her to realize they were performing an ultrasound on her, as if giving her a physical examination.
Ou Xueman pondered whether Xi Huang was hiding a diagnosis from her to prevent worry.
