novelhk Chapter 177 Cut his finger with a knife
Chapter 177 Cut his finger with a knife
Su Yingxue wiped away her tears while making the phone call.
He secretly vowed to stay away from people Tan Zhengchu disliked, especially Tan Zhengmo.
After returning this time, I will completely cut off all contact with him and never let Tan Zhengchu worry about me again.
Meanwhile, Tan Zhengchu, relying on his indomitable will, continued to fight a life-or-death battle against the virus in his body.
All they wanted was for Su Yingxue to return so the family could be reunited.
Tan Zhengchu lay on the hospital bed, breathing rapidly, his eyes so heavy he could barely open them.
But as soon as he heard Su Yingxue's familiar voice coming from the receiver, a warm look flashed across his face.
It was as if her voice possessed magic, capable of dispelling his ailments and infusing him with strength.
He forced himself to stay awake, his voice weak but filled with concern: "Yingxue, please be careful out there. I've been so worried about you, afraid something might happen to you. When you come back, I'll have Lao San and Lao Si stay with you at all times. Only with them around can I feel at ease and ensure your safety."
He paused, then added worriedly, "That Tan Zhengmo is cunning. I always feel uneasy when you're with him. Who knows what bad things he might be up to? Don't trust him too easily."
Su Yingxue's eyes reddened, and she nodded repeatedly, saying, "Zhengchu, don't worry about me, I know what I'm doing. You take good care of yourself, and as soon as I finish what I need to do here, I'll come back to you without delay. Don't worry, I won't put myself in any danger."
After hanging up the phone, Su Yingxue breathed a sigh of relief.
Only after confirming that Tan Zhengchu was temporarily alright did they feel a little relieved.
She looked up and saw Tan Zhengmo not far away.
He then walked towards her with a faint smile on his face and called out, "Little Mo, let's go."
Tan Zhengmo keenly caught the smile in her eyes, raised an eyebrow, and teased, "What's wrong? You're in such a good mood after receiving your brother's call? Looks like your brother made you quite happy."
Su Yingxue's lips curled up slightly, and she gave a perfunctory reply: "Yeah, I feel a little relieved knowing he's alright."
Tan Zhengmo's eyes lit up, and he suggested with great interest, "Why don't we skip eating out and come to my house? I'll make you some barbecue. I'm pretty good at it, and I guarantee you'll enjoy it."
Su Yingxue quickly waved her hand and refused: "No, thank you so much for your help today. I'll treat you to a meal to thank you for your kindness."
Tan Zhengmo's smile froze for a moment, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.
He knew in his heart that Su Yingxue had always kept a distance from him, and that she was only willing to have dinner with him this time to repay a favor.
Although he was extremely unwilling and didn't want to be so distant with her.
But I really didn't want to put her in a difficult position, so I could only swallow my disappointment and silently accept reality.
He sighed inwardly, then forced a smile back onto his face: "Alright, I'll do as you say. When in Rome, do as the Romans do."
But in his heart he thought that after this meal, he would probably never have such an opportunity to be so close again.
Tan Zhengmo led Su Yingxue familiarly toward a Hunan restaurant with a prominent sign.
He pointed to the signboard above and introduced with a smile: "Su Yingxue, this 'Tongxianghui' is the most upscale Hunan restaurant in Myanmar. The restaurant is beautifully decorated, and the taste is absolutely amazing. Many people from China love to come here to satisfy their cravings."
Su Yingxue looked up and saw that the shop's entrance was decorated with carved beams and painted rafters, exuding an elegant charm.
Just as the two were about to enter, Su Yingxue noticed that the floor was wet and shiny.
My heart tightened, and I slowed my pace, moving cautiously.
Tan Zhengmo noticed her caution, quickened his pace, and reached out to grab her sleeve, whispering, "The ground is slippery, be careful."
Su Yingxue waved her hand dismissively, her tone indifferent: "No need, I just need to be able to walk by myself."
Tan Zhengmo's smile froze, a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face, and he gave an awkward laugh before withdrawing his hand.
I still felt a little uneasy, but I didn't say much.
……
Tan Zhengchu had just hung up the phone with Su Yingxue when he looked down and saw the still-bleeding wound on his finger.
He frowned slightly and was about to look for something to wipe it clean.
Just then, the ward door creaked open.
"Daddy!" The cheerful, childish cries rose and fell.
It turned out that seven children, including Xiaoqi, Dabao, and Liubao, had rushed in like a flock of little sparrows.
They laughed and joked as they rushed to Tan Zhengchu's bedside.
Immediately afterwards, with the help of her maid, Mrs. Tan carried an exquisite food box and slowly walked into the ward.
Upon seeing this, Tan Zhengchu instinctively hid his injured hand under the blanket, not wanting to frighten the children.
He forced a smile and greeted her softly, "Grandma, what brings you here?"
Grandma Tan looked at Tan Zhengchu with heartache and said reproachfully, "How could I not come to see you? I'm worried about what you've been suffering these past few days. I specially asked the kitchen to make your favorite dishes, please try them."
As he spoke, he gestured for the servant to open the food box.
Xiao Qi nimbly climbed onto the bed, sat down next to Tan Zhengchu, and pulled his arm with her little hand, saying coquettishly, "Daddy, are you feeling better? We all missed you so much."
Tan Zhengchu patted Xiao Qi's head and said gently, "Daddy is much better. Seeing you all makes me feel even more energetic."
As they were talking, Liu Bao, with his sharp eyes, caught a glimpse of blood seeping through the blanket.
His little face turned pale instantly, and he exclaimed, "Daddy, why is your hand bleeding!"
That shout instantly created a tense atmosphere in the ward.
Da Bao reacted the fastest, taking off running towards the door while shouting, "I'm going to find Uncle Lin Quan!"
Liu Bao frantically grabbed a few tissues from the table, rushed to Tan Zhengchu's side, and said in a tearful voice, "Daddy, please wrap this up quickly."
But the blood kept gushing out.
Grandma Tan panicked as well, staggering as she approached, her voice trembling: "Zhengchu, what happened? Does it hurt?"
Xiao Qi's eyes were red and swollen. She held back her tears, reached out and hugged Tan Zhengchu, and comforted him with a sob, "Daddy, don't be afraid, we're here for you."
Looking at his family members who were panicked yet full of concern, Tan Zhengchu felt a warm glow in his heart.
Those days of lonely struggle and being ignored are now like fleeting clouds, and I am now surrounded by the love of my family.
For the first time, he felt happiness and contentment so genuinely that his eyes welled up with tears.
Lin Quan was extremely anxious upon receiving Da Bao's message.
He walked hurriedly, almost running, into the ward.
Upon entering the room, his gaze immediately fell upon the beads of blood that were constantly gushing from Tan Zhengchu's fingers.
His expression instantly turned serious, and his face became solemn.
Tan Zhengchu smiled wryly when he saw Lin Quan enter.
His voice was tinged with weariness as he helplessly confessed to everyone, "Lin Quan, Grandma, I cut my hand myself. This virus keeps making me sleepy, and I had no choice but to cut my finger with a knife to stay awake."