Chapter 68: Again Like a Spoiled Child

Li Zhenguan fell silent.

In this situation, there was no need for him to deny it. His mother clearly wasn’t someone who could be fooled by a word or two. If he told his father it wasn’t the case now, his mother would investigate privately later.

This time, he had gone too far, ending up in the hospital with his life at risk. He knew his mother wouldn’t let this matter go easily.

This exceptionally cold demeanor of his caught Yang Jin’s eye, taking on a different meaning. He suddenly understood something and felt so angry he wanted to beat the person in front of him. But considering Li Zhenguan had just come out of emergency care and was still weak, he could only swallow his anger.

What a troublemaker, impossible to scold or hit. This child hadn’t listened to a word they said before.

Seeing that Yang Jin was truly overly angry, Li Zhenguan finally said, “Dad, I know what I’m doing.”

Yang Jin let out a cold laugh: “You know what you’re doing? If you knew, how did you end up being sent to the emergency room by ambulance in the middle of the night? How is it that Wenwen has a high fever that won’t break while you’re lying in the operating room? How is it that you can’t say a word in front of Wang Zhao and only resort to some underhanded methods?”

“Everything I’ve told you in the past has been wasted. Your heart and head are full of nothing but scrap metal.”

Li Zhenguan remained unmoved.

Seeing Li Zhenguan’s attitude, Yang Jin knew he hadn’t listened to a word he said. He wanted to say more, but was stopped by Li’s mother, who placed a hand on his back. She only said one thing to her son in front of her.

“Zhenguan, I’ve told you before that no matter how much trouble you cause, your father and I won’t interfere. But there’s one thing: don’t go too far, and don’t make us worry about you. I hope this kind of thing won’t happen a second time.”

Long ago, Li’s mother had said the same thing to Li Zhenwei and Li Zhenguan. She said she didn’t expect them to be greatly successful, but they must have boundaries. Don’t touch things they shouldn’t touch, don’t do things they shouldn’t do.

Li Zhenguan knew his mother was referring to drugs, gambling, and prostitution. Their family had rules that no matter how badly the younger generation behaved, they absolutely could not touch illegal activities.

For example, they had a cousin who was idle every day, a true prodigal daughter of Jiangcheng, whose favorite thing to do was reckless investing. But the family elders didn’t say much, as long as she didn’t beat people, commit arson, or get involved with drugs, gambling, and prostitution, everything was negotiable. Once she got hooked on drugs or couldn’t leave the casino, it would be over. Probably even the Li surname would be gone after that.

Li Zhenguan had been pampered since childhood. His parents didn’t have much expectation for him, just wanting him to grow up healthy. When he reached a certain age, he would receive some shares from his mother and inherit some assets from the elders, living worry-free for the rest of his life.

Growing up healthy was the most important thing. Now Li Zhenguan was undoubtedly stabbing Yang Jin and the others in the heart. What parent wouldn’t be heartbroken to hear their child had attempted suicide?

“I understand, Mom,” Li Zhenguan said after a moment of silence, forcing a smile on his pale face. “It won’t happen again.”

He and Wang Zhao wouldn’t have another fight. They would grow old together, so something like this wouldn’t happen again.

Li’s mother shifted her gaze from Li Zhenguan’s face and stood up, pulling Yang Jin with her, preparing to leave. It was already very late, and there was no place to stay here. Besides, Wang Zhao would be coming over soon, so there was no need for them to stay and keep watch. The two young people were at the stage of cultivating their relationship, and they didn’t need to be here as third wheels.

Before leaving, she only said one thing, “Zhenguan, you’re married now. You can’t live like you used to. Wenwen still needs you to take care of her. You can’t be childish anymore. You need to learn to take responsibility like an adult.”

She was still referring to his suicide attempt that landed him in the hospital.

After Yang Jin and the others left, Li Zhenguan lay on the hospital bed, turning his head to look out the window.

This was the inpatient department, with a botanical garden below. There were some tall trees planted, and from his floor, which wasn’t very high, he could see the protruding branches. They looked somewhat eerie in the darkness of night. A half-moon hung high in the sky, with a cold, pale color.

Perhaps because it was winter, even the moonlight carried a hint of coldness.

The hospital room was very quiet. Li Zhenguan held his phone, his gaze lingering on the chat app for a long time. He couldn’t resist sending Wang Zhao a message, asking where she was.

However, after five minutes, there was still no reply from the other side.

Li Zhenguan automatically found an excuse, thinking maybe she was driving and hadn’t seen the message.

On Wang Zhao’s side, she had just entered the hotel and took out her phone to see Li Zhenguan’s message. It wasn’t just one, but four or five more after that, as if he was afraid she wouldn’t reply.

Wang Zhao put the phone in her coat pocket without replying. If she sent one message now, Li Zhenguan would probably call immediately.

She quickly packed her luggage and prepared to go downstairs. She probably wouldn’t be staying at the hotel for the next few days. After some thought, she still didn’t check out, as it had only been half a month, and even if she did, the hotel wouldn’t refund the money.

After packing her luggage, she made another trip to Golden Boulevard, packed Li Zhenguan’s luggage, took a shower, and then went to the hospital. This round trip took at least an hour or two. By the time she arrived at the hospital, it was already very late. She hadn’t arranged for anyone to stay with him, so Wang Zhao wondered if she should find a nurse, as it would be very inconvenient if Li Zhenguan was alone during the day when she wasn’t there.

This year, the two of them had been taking turns staying in the hospital without a moment’s peace.

At this time, the inpatient department of the hospital was very quiet. Even the corridor lights seemed to have dimmed. The sound of her pushing a suitcase in the corridor seemed particularly loud in this calm night.

Light spilled out from under the door of the hospital room.

She opened the door, and the person lying on the hospital bed woke up immediately, rubbing his eyes and looking at her.

Li Zhenguan glanced at the phone screen beside his pillow, his voice hoarse from just waking up and with a hint of coquettishness: “Why are you here so late?” It was almost ten o’clock now.

Wang Zhao put the suitcase in a corner: “I took a shower at home before coming.”

Li Zhenguan made a sound of acknowledgment, his gaze constantly falling on Wang Zhao. He watched her half-squat in front of the suitcase to arrange things, then said, “Let’s unpack tomorrow.”

Wang Zhao turned her head at this: “Sleepy?”

Li Zhenguan made an affirmative sound.

She stopped what she was doing, took out Li Zhenguan’s underwear, towel, and toiletries from the suitcase, and put them in the bathroom.

Then she walked to the bed, patted his head, and said softly, “Go wash up first. I’ve put your things on the countertop inside. It’s cold now, don’t stay in there too long. Call me if you need anything.”

Li Zhenguan didn’t move. He still had an IV needle in his hand, and his body was still very weak. Of course, he had another layer of meaning. He held Wang Zhao’s hand and put his other injured hand in front of her eyes, blinking.

Indicating that he couldn’t bathe alone.

Wang Zhao said, “Don’t be spoiled. You’re not disabled. Just be careful when you bathe.”

Li Zhenguan wanted to hug Wang Zhao again.

In the end, she didn’t refuse Li Zhenguan. She found a transparent bag to wrap the area where Li Zhenguan had surgery first.

After the bath, Wang Zhao’s clothes were soaked through, her collar disheveled. She put Li Zhenguan on the bed, letting him dry his wet hair first, before she went into the bathroom to change into a new set of clothes and quickly took a shower herself.

When she came out, Li Zhenguan was lying in bed, covered by the blanket with only his head exposed. His face still had a flush from the hot water, vividly painting a scene of spring.

Wang Zhao felt Li Zhenguan’s forehead and his hair, making sure it was dry before saying softly, “Go to sleep.”

Li Zhenguan moved to one side. The hospital bed wasn’t big, it was a single bed, but they could squeeze two people if they tried.

“The blanket on the couch is thin, and it’s cold now. You sleep here.”

His face was red as he spoke, still like someone inexperienced. To be honest, they had been married for over half a year, but they hadn’t been intimate many times.

It’s no wonder Li Zhenguan behaved this way in front of Wang Zhao. Wang Zhao was usually very cold in this regard. If not for the few experiences they had and having a child, Li Zhenguan might have suspected that Wang Zhao was incapable in this area. Of course, he wouldn’t admit that he himself lacked allure.

For Wang Zhao, firstly, she had no memories before and was somewhat apprehensive, so she didn’t actively touch Li Zhenguan very often. Secondly, her libido wasn’t very strong to begin with. Sometimes when the mood struck, she could resist and it would pass. Although compared to her previous life, this life’s body required greater endurance to resist.

So sometimes when Li Zhenguan showed intentions in this area, Wang Zhao instinctively pretended not to notice, truly living up to the reputation of Liu Xiahui.

Wang Zhao’s gaze fell on Li Zhenguan’s shy and timid face. She paused for a moment, then softly made an affirmative sound, not refusing. She dried her half-dry hair before turning off the lights and getting into bed.

Hospital nights are cold and quiet. This quietness could even be called silence, especially now in winter. The air was dry, and there wasn’t even the sound of insects outside the window, making the breathing of the two people in the hospital room particularly noticeable.

Wang Zhao wore cotton pajamas to bed. The bed was very narrow, and the blanket had a hint of warmth. The two inevitably touched, with more than half of their bodies overlapping.

However, Wang Zhao felt Li Zhenguan’s hand, touched his ankle, and frowned slightly.

“Why are your hands and feet so cold?” A man his age shouldn’t be like ice. After saying this, Wang Zhao felt the back of Li Zhenguan’s neck again. It was dry, and she finally relaxed.

“I didn’t wear socks when I got out of bed just now,” Li Zhenguan said. His body was like this. In winter, without keeping warm, even if his body was originally warm, just one trip to the ground would make it ice cold.

After he finished speaking, he couldn’t see Wang Zhao’s expression in the dark, but he subconsciously moved his feet towards her, tucking them between Wang Zhao’s legs. He turned his body slightly, getting closer to Wang Zhao, and also placed one hand under her arm.

Like a koala.

“Go to sleep.” The woman’s voice was calm and flat in the darkness. Li Zhenguan couldn’t judge her mood. He wanted to make the next move, but was stopped by her. His restless limbs were held down by Wang Zhao’s hands and legs. Her tone carried a hint of helplessness, “Zhenguan, behave yourself.”

“Your body isn’t well yet.”

If Wang Zhao couldn’t tell what Li Zhenguan wanted to do now, she would have wasted all those years of intelligence.