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Chapter 1928 He is not my husband

Ye Jiaqi started eating breakfast calmly and calmly. The breakfast tasted very good and she liked it.

Her stomach no longer felt pain, and the sun filled the ward, making her mood better.

In fact, since Qiao Sinian was still alive, she has not been in a bad mood every day. Whether he yells at her or doesn’t remember her, just be alive.

After breakfast, she got out of bed and walked away, standing at the window to see the scenery.

The doctor came over and had another examination for her.

"Doctor, is your condition okay today?" Ye Jiaqi asked carefully.

"Following the B-ultrasound, the situation is stable, so don't worry."

"I can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, right? I don't like being hospitalized very much..."

"It doesn't matter if you insist on being discharged from the hospital, but if you have any problems, you should come to the hospital in time. Remember to take the medicine for pregnancy protection. You are weak." The doctor reminded, "There is also that you can't stay up late anymore. Don't do things that are too tired. Sometimes you can take more walks."

"I remember."

"Where are your family members? Why didn't you see it?"

"I haven't told them yet, afraid they're worried."

"Isn't the one next door your husband? Before you woke up in the morning, I saw him open your door, but he didn't come in and stood at the door."

Ye Jiaqi was slightly surprised. What did he do when he stood at her door? Want to say thank you to her?

But she couldn't compliment his attitude of thanking.

It’s like someone else owe him a thank you.

"He...is not my husband."

"Oh, it seems that we misunderstood, I'll continue to go to the rounds."

"Yeah." Ye Jiaqi nodded and watched the doctor leave.

next door.

Qiao Sinian was so angry that he couldn't help but want to smoke.

But there is no cigarette here.

Qiao Sinian became irritable and almost smashed the cup on the coffee table.

He didn't know where he came from. The emotions were getting stronger and stronger, and he couldn't suppress them at all, just like gunpowder near the ignition point, about to break out.

He had no choice but to pour a large cup of pure water and drink it.

The cold water slightly pressed the fire in the chest, but the mood became more and more confused.

It has been months since he woke up. At first, he was like a pool of unenergetic water every day, not wanting to move, too lazy to move, and not willing to think about anything.

Because, as long as your brain thinks about it, it will hurt all night.

Later, he simply didn't think about anything anymore. This made him much better. His head no longer hurt and he also focused his rest on his work.

He found that he was interested in work, so he worked day and night.

"Dongdong"-

The door of the ward was knocked.

"Come in." Qiao Sinian took back his thoughts.

The middle-aged man in a shirt walked in: "Mr. Qiao."

"Doctor Huang, sit."

"Does Qiao feel uncomfortable somewhere? Why did he go to the hospital? Did he have a headache again?" Dr. Huang asked.

He is Qiao Sinian's attending physician, responsible for treating Qiao Sinian's head injuries.

"Drinking too much alcohol will cause stomach bleeding."

"Mr. Qiao, I just said that you shouldn't work so hard, you should turn your mind to other places, go out for vacation and travel, which are all good things."

“I’m not interested in those.”

"That won't work. If you keep working, it will not be beneficial for the treatment of head trauma."

Qiao Sinian sat on the sofa with his hands frowned slightly, and supported his head with one hand.
Chapter completed!
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