Chapter 199: A Fight at the Hospital

Ling Hanyu took the key and unlocked the door.

Song Qingtian was still under the covers.

Ling Hanyu thought Song Qingtian wasn’t there, so seeing her actually came as a bit of a surprise.

He walked over and tugged at the blanket. Song Qingtian peeked out her face, her whole body flushed red, her cheeks burning hot.

Ling Hanyu bent down and touched her—scorching hot.

He lifted the blanket, picked her up, and carried her away.

Aunt Chen was startled to see someone coming down from upstairs.

“What’s wrong with Madam?”

“She caught a chill last night while taking a bath. I’m going to the hospital. Nuonuo, be good at home.”

“Mommy… I want Mommy…”

Ling Nuonuo was very upset. As long as she was even a little careless, Mommy would get sick—there was no doubt that Daddy had bullied Mommy while she was sleeping.

Ling Hanyu said hesitantly, “Daddy has to go treat Mommy first, then he’ll come back to pick you up.”

“Nuonuo, Mommy has to go to the hospital, so Daddy can’t take care of both of us.”

Aunt Chen comforted Ling Nuonuo, and Ling Nuonuo wiped her tears with her little hand before nodding, “Mm.”

Only then did Ling Hanyu leave.

After taking Song Qingtian to the hospital, Ling Hanyu held her as they underwent an examination.

Once the tests were done and she received an injection, Song Qingtian’s fever finally broke.

When she woke up, it was already afternoon.

Song Qingtian opened her eyes and saw Ling Hanyu standing by the window, hands on his hips, head bowed—as if he were very troubled.

Song Qingtian stirred and sat up, wanting to go to the bathroom.

Ling Hanyu turned around just in time to see Song Qingtian getting out of bed.

He walked over to her, holding the IV bag.

Ling Hanyu accompanied Song Qingtian to the bathroom, hung up the IV once they were inside, then turned and left.

Song Qingtian glanced at him; she felt rather weak and still a bit uncomfortable.

After leaving the bathroom, Song Qingtian went back to lie down, completely drained of energy.

Lying in bed, Song Qingtian began fiddling with her hands.

Ling Hanyu stood to one side watching her. She looked just like a grown-up version of his daughter, Ling Nuonuo—always playing with her hands, constantly furrowing her brow, especially those clear black-and-white eyes that could captivate anyone with a single glance.

Ling Hanyu suddenly recalled how Song Haichao had once lowered himself to talk to him about marriage.

Ling Hanyu squinted and frowned.

Someday, he too would be like Song Haichao.

And Nuonuo would become like Song Qingtian.

Ling Hanyu felt a headache coming on.

He rubbed his head and leaned against the sofa.

Seeing Ling Hanyu’s expression, Song Qingtian asked, “Did I infect you?”

Ling Hanyu let go of his hands and looked up at Song Qingtian, “You’d hate me just because I took a cold shower to avoid you?”

“No, it’s not that I hate you—it’s that I made a mistake. I went out without telling you.”

Ling Hanyu crossed his legs. “Could I possibly eat you?”

“Of course not.”

End of Chapter 199: A Fight at the Hospital