Exclusive Pampered Wife: My Wife Came to My Door

Chapter 287 The Tragic Post-Surgery Aftereffects

and many more!

Chi Moqing seemed to remember something and quickly took out his phone to call Yan Zuozuo. He had acted too impulsively just now, and things might not be as simple as they seemed on the surface.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, before he was about to make the call. However, before he could dial, his phone rang first. It was Cai Keren calling, "Something bad has happened. Zuo Zuo has appendicitis and is in the hospital."

Chi Moqing drove to the hospital almost recklessly, running countless red lights and getting yelled at countless times. When he arrived at the hospital, Cai Keren was waiting for him at the entrance.

Chi Moqing got out of the car in a fit of anger. Cai Keren quickly went over to her, "She's in surgery right now, don't worry, the doctor said it'll be fine." Chi Moqing didn't want to hear anything and strode into the hospital. There were quite a few people standing outside the operating room, especially Fisher, whose tense expression was particularly noticeable.

"Thank you for your trouble. Zuo Zuo is my wife, I'll take care of her. You all go back to work." Thinking of those photos, Chi Moqing narrowed his eyes, walked over and said in a low voice.

Fisher raised an eyebrow, meeting Chi Moqing's displeased expression. He sneered, his voice low but clear, each word reaching Chi Moqing's ears, "Then you'd better protect your woman." With that, he turned and walked away.

Chi Moqing's eyes were icy cold, and his fists were clenched tightly. Was Fisher declaring war?

However, he didn't have the mind to argue with him right now; he was eager to know about his young wife's condition.

Upon hearing that Chi Moqing had come in person, the dean hurried over. Seeing Chi Moqing's ashen face, he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. He quickly said, "Madam has acute appendicitis. It's a minor surgery. She'll be fine."

Chi Moqing's thin, cold lips were pressed tightly together, his eyes fixed on the operating room light, each second feeling like an eternity. "When will it be finished?" he asked coldly.

"It will take about an hour," the dean said cautiously.

Chi Moqing stood motionless outside the operating room, like a soldier at attention, but his heart was filled with self-reproach and heartache. He hadn't been by his wife's side when she was in pain, and had even misunderstood her. The thought of this made his heart ache.

An hour later, the surgery finally ended, and Yan Zuozuo was wheeled from the operating room into the ward. Chi Moqing's heart clenched at the sight of her pale face. He sat quietly beside her, gently holding her small hand. The icy touch penetrated every pore of his skin, and he wished he were the one lying sick in bed right now.

The surgeon entered and was horrified to see Chi Moqing there. "President."

Chi Moqing didn't speak, but just quietly looked at Yan Zuozuo, as if worried that she would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that he remained silent, the doctor had no choice but to speak, "Madam's surgery was very successful, but we need to be careful that the stitches don't come undone. Don't let her eat now; she can start having small amounts of liquid food once the gas has been expelled from her abdominal cavity..."

The doctor went on and on, giving instructions as if afraid he hadn't explained any precautions clearly, or else he'd be in big trouble.

Although Chi Moqing didn't speak, she took note of everything. The doctor continued, "Madam's condition is likely due to overwork, excessive stress, irregular eating habits, and excessive consumption of stimulating foods. She should be careful in the future. Although it's not a major surgery, it's important to avoid causing more serious problems later."

Overwork, excessive stress...

Chi Moqing stiffened, recalling the events of the past few days. Although his wife hadn't said anything, she had kept these things to herself. A sudden pang of pain shot through him. He had promised to handle everything and protect her after she returned, but what had he done to deserve this?

"I understand, you can go out now." Chi Moqing's eyes were filled with sadness.

Cai Keren came in and asked if he needed any help. Chi Moqing shook his head, "You can go back. I'll keep watch here."

Seeing his expression, Cai Keren didn't say anything more and left directly.

Chi Moqing quietly looked at Yan Zuozuo, recalling the photos he had received. His cold eyes narrowed, and his whole body exuded a gloomy aura.

Yan Zuozuo was awakened by pain, feeling a bloated and unbearable ache in her stomach. She tried to move, but suddenly realized that her hand was being held warmly and firmly.

She turned her head and met Chi Moqing's concerned and distressed expression. She forced a smile and said, "I...I'm fine..."

"You're already like this, and you still say you're fine. Does your stomach hurt? If you really can't stand it, I'll have the doctor give you a painkiller." The doctor just said that she'll definitely be in pain after the anesthesia wears off.

His hand gently stroked her forehead. Looking at her pale face, his heart ached as if pierced by needles. Her appearance was a constant reminder of how much of a failure he was as a husband.

Yan Zuozuo was in so much pain that cold sweat was pouring down her forehead, but she still endured the pain and even breathed very carefully. "Don't worry, it's just a minor surgery..."

Chi Moqing felt increasingly guilty: "The doctor said you can't eat anything right now, you have to wait until all the gas in your abdomen is expelled..."

puff!

Before Chi Moqing could finish speaking, Yan Zuozuo proved the doctor's words with her actions. She looked up and met Chi Moqing's gaze; Yan Zuozuo's expression was almost tearful. "I'm...I'm sorry, I..."

"Silly girl, what's the big deal? It's just a side effect of the surgery. Besides, we're husband and wife." Chi Moqing affectionately kissed her forehead.

Yan Zuozuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry; she felt very embarrassed, and her face was burning red.

"Go out...go out, I want to be alone..." Before she could finish her sentence, a series of snorting sounds made her want to disappear into the ground.

Chi Moqing looked at her amusedly and pulled her into his arms. "Wife, if you keep crawling in like that, you'll drill holes through your husband."

Yan Zuozuo's face flushed bright red. She buried her head in his chest, her little hands patting against him incessantly. What a bad man! He knows she's already shy enough, yet he still teases her like this.

Soon, Yan Zuozuo was able to eat, but only liquid foods, and she couldn't eat too much. Chi Moqing patiently fed her spoonful by spoonful, "You've suffered a little these past two days, but once you're better, I'll cook you something delicious. However..."

He frowned, reached out to wipe the stains from the corner of her mouth, and said with some helplessness, "The doctor said that you can't eat spicy and stimulating foods anymore, so you absolutely can't eat your favorite spicy food anymore."

Yan Zuozuo was stunned, pouting in dissatisfaction. No spice in the porridge? Wasn't that going to kill her? Fortunately, Chi Moqing cooked her porridge in different ways every day. Although it wasn't spicy, it tasted very good.

Yan Zuozuo felt a surge of warmth in her heart as she watched Chi Moqing feed her with such focus and care. She truly hadn't married the wrong man; a life of mutual support and companionship was probably what this was all about.

"What are you looking at? Eat a few more bites, sweetie." Chi Moqing blew on the spoon and brought the porridge to her lips.

Yan Zuozuo smiled faintly: "I can do it myself. Didn't the doctor also tell me to move my limbs around?"

Chi Moqing frowned slightly: "You can do some light exercise, but it's best to leave things like eating to your husband."

Yan Zuozuo had no choice but to obediently finish her meal. After emptying her bowl, she wiped her mouth and asked, "Honey, when can I be discharged?"

"You can be discharged once you've fully recovered." Chi Moqing placed the bowl on the table. "You haven't been feeling well lately, so this is a good opportunity for you to rest and recuperate."

"When will I be fully recovered? I have a lot of work right now, and I can't just take time off whenever I want."

"Which is more important, your health or your work?" Chi Moqing interrupted her domineeringly. "If you can't get your health in order, you'll just be running to the hospital all the time, and you'll have to take even more days off in the future."

Yan Zuozuo pursed her lips, looking at Chi Moqing's uncompromising attitude with a sense of helplessness.

“Honey, it has always been my dream to take my fashion designs to the international stage. I’m getting closer and closer to my dream now, and I can’t give up, do you understand?” she said softly.

Chi Moqing didn't say anything, but gently combed her hair, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

"Husband?" Yan Zuozuo called out to Chi Moqing worriedly when he didn't speak. Could it be that he had changed his mind because of this and wasn't going to support her work anymore?

"sorry."

"Huh?" Chi Moqing's sudden apology startled Yan Zuozuo. Then she saw him kiss her forehead and gently hug her, saying, "I'm such a failure as a husband. I not only can't take good care of your health, but I also can't give you enough security. Wife, it's all my fault. You can do whatever you want in the future, just let me know if there are any problems. I'm your husband, the person you're going to spend your life with."

He knew how stubborn his wife could be at times, so this was the only way he could coax her, hoping she would understand his feelings. So much had happened lately that he felt like he was losing her; he was panicking. Even if his wife hit or scolded him, he just couldn't bear to lose her.

Yan Zuozuo lowered her eyes and suddenly said, "Honey, I want to ask you a question. Can you answer me honestly?"

Sensing Yan Zuozuo's nervousness, Chi Moqing also became nervous. "What's the question? I'll definitely answer you honestly."

"That's good. Don't lie to me!" Yan Zuozuo thought for a moment, then, as if she had made up her mind, she took a deep breath and asked, word by word, "If your enemy, for example, J-ye, used me to threaten you, what would you do?"

Chi Moqing hadn't expected Yan Zuozuo to ask him this question. He could answer without hesitation that no one was more important than his wife. He was about to speak when he suddenly froze. Why would Zuozuo ask this question? It could only mean that this question had been troubling her for a long time.

Could it be that all her strange behavior lately is because of J?