My life is ending, and my aloof CEO wife is taking revenge on me.

Chapter 72 I'm sick, I'm going to die

I told Song Yafei many times that I was sick and that I would die, but she never seemed to believe me. She always thought I was just trying to get her attention.

This time was no exception. She frowned as she listened to me, but her face was full of disbelief.

She seemed to have never expected me to refuse. From her initial joking confidence to her eventual rejection, she was actually a little angry.

When I got to the lobby on the first floor, I walked straight out of the elevator, ignored her, and hailed a car to go home.

When I got home, I went straight upstairs.

At this point, my stomach was already feeling a bit uncomfortable, so I quickly took out my medicine and swallowed two pills with water.

I just didn't expect to receive a call from the childcare worker, Aunt Wang, so soon.

I thought something had happened to the dean's mother, so I quickly answered the phone.

"Aunt Wang, is there some problem with the hospital director?"

I don't know if Aunt Wang called me secretly; it seemed like she was hiding in some corner and deliberately lowering her voice.

"No, no. I'm calling because I need to talk to you about something. Is anyone with you?"

beside?

The person next to me is Song Yafei.

Is what Aunt Wang is going to say related to her?

The person we need to be wary of is Song Yafei.

So I went to the balcony, closed the balcony door, and said, "No one's here. What do you need me for?"

Aunt Wang on the other end of the phone finally breathed a sigh of relief, and her voice returned to normal. "Zhang Tian, ​​I'll get straight to the point."

Aunt Wang paused, seemingly hesitant to speak.

"I just saw President Song at the hospital. She was accompanied by two men, one old and one young."

Those two men were naturally Yu Chengliang and his son.

Aunt Wang saw them, but what about the headmistress?

"Did the headmistress see it too? Did they cause you trouble?"

"no no."

Aunt Wang, afraid I would worry, quickly explained, "No, it's not. It's just that I saw President Song and that young man... seemed very intimate."

Are they close?

Are they really so blatant in public?

Song Yafei went to the hospital to see him, so there's nothing surprising about it.

But a nameless fire still rose in my heart.

She had clearly agreed to maintain a respectable facade in public, but she made no attempt to hide it from others.

She never considered what the consequences would be if the headmistress saw her!

Then, Aunt Wang told me, somewhat angrily, "After President Song left, he and his son were still talking badly about you behind your back. The things they said were really nasty."

Yu Chengliang and his son, especially his father, are a difficult pair, so it's no wonder Aunt Wang said that.

My only concern is the hospital director's mother; everything else is secondary.

I quickly instructed Aunt Wang, "Please don't mention this to the hospital director. I'm afraid she won't be able to handle it. She's about to have surgery, and we can't afford any accidents."

Aunt Wang knew the gravity of the situation and repeatedly assured her, "I know, I will definitely keep it from the director. But this matter..."

Aunt Wang genuinely cares about me, which warms my heart.

He made up some lies to comfort her, "You know, Yafei is capable, beautiful, rich and powerful. We know all the flies that want to bite her. Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Although Aunt Wang accepted my explanation, she was still a little worried.

"You have no idea how awful their words were. The father and son were talking nonsense, and I almost went up to argue with them."

I hurriedly advised her to give up on this idea.

"Aunt Wang, that family is very difficult to deal with, you must not mess with them."

“Yu Chengliang is an artist under the Song Group. Yafei had no choice but to go to the hospital. I know all of this and I understand.”

After I repeatedly assured her, Aunt Wang finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, it's good that you and President Song are alright."

After the call ended, I wasn't feeling well; despite taking medication, my stomach started to hurt.

I clutched my stomach tightly, gripping the railing, the pain causing me to break out in a cold sweat.

I leaned against the wall and slowly moved towards the bed. I finally managed to lie down, covered myself tightly with the blanket, and curled up close.

Suddenly, a blindingly bright light startled me awake.

The pain had subsided, but she saw Song Yafei standing at the bedroom door, her face flushed, looking abnormal, as if she were drunk.

She stared at me, staggered to the sofa, and then collapsed straight down.

I quickly got out of bed to check on her. There was a strong smell of alcohol, so she must have just finished a social engagement. I immediately went out to get her change of clothes.

When I returned, she had already closed her eyes and was lying on the sofa.

Her eyes were glazed over, her cheeks were flushed, and she wore a rare, faint smile, looking quite charming.

She beckoned to me and led me over.

I had just put the clothes down and was half-squatting when she suddenly pulled me down sharply, almost making me kneel down.

When I touched her hand, I realized that she was more than just drunk.

My hands were burning hot. I touched his forehead and then her face, and sure enough, they were quite hot.

She grabbed my hand and wanted a hug, then kept leaning against me.

I had no choice but to sit on the sofa, half-hugging her upper body, and let her lie on my lap.

She turned over, facing me, her breath hitting me, burning hot even through my clothes.

I don't know when, but her hand slipped under the hem of my clothes and into my stomach; it was burning hot.

I quickly grabbed her hand.

"Stop fooling around. You've had too much to drink and have a fever. I'll go get you some medicine."

At first, she was unwilling and kept whimpering in discomfort, rubbing against my knees.

I held her loosely and comforted her, "I'll carry you back to bed now, and then I'll go get your medicine. Be a good girl."

She stared blankly into my eyes, but ultimately didn't resist anymore, letting me carry her to the bed.

After covering her with a blanket, I went to find the medicine and brought over a basin of hot water.

When I brought the things over, she had already closed her eyes and seemed to be asleep.

Reluctantly, I had no choice but to wake her up.

She was still half asleep and her eyes weren't even open, so I had to hold her and put the medicine in her mouth with my other hand, and then put some water near her mouth.

She didn't lie down after taking her medicine; she remained nestled in my arms.

It nuzzled against my shoulder, found a comfortable position, and put one hand on my shoulder, half-hugging me.

She asked me softly, "Zhang Tian, ​​I want to eat yam cake. Can you make it for me?"

I was stunned for a moment; I hadn't seen her look so petite in a long time.

But I refused.

"Your body isn't ready for these things right now. I'll make them for you when you're better, okay?"

Just like coaxing a child in the past.

Unexpectedly, Song Yafei was a little unhappy and pouted, "Zhang Tian, ​​you never used to treat me like this. You would make whatever I wanted to eat whenever I wanted."