"I, I ......"

The wife panicked and didn't know what to do.

I continued to look down at her, expressionlessly asking, "Why are you snatching my phone?"

"What are you afraid of?"

Maybe my expressionless face is too lethal, and my wife feels the fear.

What could she do?

The wife used her trick again-

Cry.

Will crying solve the problem?

Is crying enough to answer my question?

I was tired of my wife crying.

I didn't like to see women cry before.

If it was said that it was pity for the fragrance and cherishing the jade before, I couldn't bear to cry sadly for a woman.

So now, because of my wife's crying, I started to cry when I encountered my problems.

It only disgusts me.

Noisy.

Crying doesn't solve the problem, but it can solve the person who raised the problem.

I really couldn't stand my wife's crying and crying like this, so I had to turn around and leave.

Maybe I should give her a little space now and let my wife adjust her mentality.

And, judging by the performance of the wife.

I can also be sure that there is definitely a problem between my wife and Liu Dongsheng.

Otherwise, why did my wife start panicking when I mentioned Liu Dongsheng?

As soon as I talked about talking to Liu Dongsheng about my wife, she was scared and frightened.

Even crazy enough to snatch my phone?

What exactly is she trying to hide?!

What kind of thing is between his wife and Liu Dongsheng?!

Looking at the chat box on my phone that has not yet exited, I can't wait to question Liu Dongsheng now.

Ask him what exactly he did to my wife?

My wife, what a person!

I slammed the door out, and the silence of the hallway and the smell of disinfectant water peculiar to the hospital calmed me down instantly.

Maybe I'm getting too much stimuli and I'm getting higher now?

That's not something to be thankful for.

I think if I question Liu Dongsheng directly, then I will definitely be ridiculed by him, right?

Taunting me for being cuckolded and not knowing it?

Mocking my wife for being pregnant with someone else's wild seed and still thinking about letting her give birth to the wild seed?

Or, tell me about Bai Jie's past......

I seemed to think of that greasy and ugly face, smiling foolishly in front of me, but all eyes were full of stinging sarcasm.

I can't just go to Liu Dongsheng to confront him.

Thinking of that disgusting face, I didn't even want to contact Liu Dongsheng!

I thought, I should find a place to be quiet.

There are many quiet places in the hospital.

But there are also a lot of nurses coming and going.

If you want to find a quiet place where no one is going to disturb you.

I walked to the door of the fire escape.

There shouldn't be anyone here, right?

I suddenly remembered Brother Li again.

When he called me at the hospital, he was also hiding in the fire escape.

Heh, is this still a treasure trove of scum?

I smiled self-deprecatingly, and was about to push the door open and enter, but I had to stop.

There are people in the fire escape.

Is there anyone here?

I leaned over, and at the top of the long staircase sat a thin figure.

It's cousin.

Why did my cousin come here and sit?

Isn't she supposed to eat in the cafeteria?

I didn't go in to disturb my cousin's private time, even though it wasn't her private space.

I looked quietly, but found two boxed lunches from the cafeteria at my cousin's feet.

The lunch box has the logo of the hospital on it, and it looks good from a distance.

My cousin has already brought the meal back?

Then why didn't she go to the hospital room, but stayed in this staircase with no one around?

However, the next scene I saw completely stunned me.

My cousin picked up a lunch box and ripped open the lid of it.

What does she want to do? Eat here?

Not really—my cousin only had two boxed lunches under her feet.

According to his wife's explanation, the cousin should have already eaten in the cafeteria, and then came back with two meals.

One for my wife and one for me.

So, why does my cousin want to open a boxed lunch now?

The cousin opened the lunch box, but took out a white medicine bottle from the inner pocket of the clothes.

My cousin seemed to take a look at the food, choosing something, and finally chose the fried cabbage placed in the corner of the lunch box.

She pointed the medicine bottle in her hand at the cabbage, tilting—

Pour.

I looked closely, and the little white pill bottle contained not a pill at all, but a finely twisted, white powder!

My cousin poured a small amount of powder into the seeds, then tossed it — and let the powder disappear.

Until I couldn't see it anymore, the white powder had been poured into the cabbage.

The cousin filled the rest of the powder and retracted the vial in the middle of a deep pocket hidden on the inside of her clothes.

At this point, my cousin was ready to put the lid of the lunch box back in place.

But the cousin paused, hesitated, and removed the lid again.

She aimed at the food, snorted a few times, and spat into the food.

Then stir the food again until it is back to the way it was freshly beaten.

Satisfied, my cousin put the lid back on and set this one aside.

What is my cousin doing?

What's that?

I was shocked and confused.

If it's a drug taken by his wife, he doesn't have to secretly give it to his wife like this, right?

If it was really my wife who refused, but the doctor asked for it, my mother-in-law and the doctor would have informed me.

If it's really my cousin who is thinking about his wife.

So what's all about spitting?

No matter how you look at it, it's not doing a good job!

I held my breath and didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing my cousin.

I became more and more curious about what my cousin was planning to do.

After a boxed lunch was processed, my cousin still didn't stop.

My cousin then picked up another meal.

The cousin tore open the lunch box, but did not continue to pull out the white powder she had hidden.

She lowered her head, as if observing the food in the lunch box.

Just when I thought my cousin was about to start spitting in the lunch box again, my cousin shrugged her nose.

Pick out a piece of braised pork and bring it to your mouth.

Humming while eating, it was like saying that spare his life.

The mouth is full of oil.

I'm also more and more curious, what is my cousin's idea?

Why is this one not white powder and saliva, double feeding?

I was shocked, puzzled, and curious.

So when my cousin came out, I hid and didn't let her find me.

As she walked to the ward with two lunch boxes, I followed her closely.

His eyes were always fixed on the boxed lunch with ingredients.

Because one of these two lunches is for me.