Qiao Anxia's eyes became a little hollow.

The dark eyes were spinning helplessly and inconsistently.

How could this happen... She didn't even have the qualification to be a mother... Is this the wrong punishment God gave her once let go?

Qiao Anxia suddenly burst into tears.

Qiao Anxia didn't know how long she had cried, until she heard the sound of the door, and quickly stopped crying and buried her head in the bedding.

The nurse came in. She walked to the hospital bed and looked at it. She might have thought she was still sleeping, but she left after a while.

When the door was closed, Qiao Anxia lifted her head out of the bedding. Her face was still crying, and her eyes were staring at the snow-white ceiling, and her mind was blank.

The nurse came to the ward at 7 o'clock in the evening.

The tears on Qiao Anxia's face had dried up, leaving only red eyes. If you don't look carefully, it's hard to find that you've just cried.

"Miss Qiao, are you awake?" The nurse first smiled at Qiao Anxia warmly, placed the food he brought on the table, and pushed it to Qiao Anxia: "Then Miss Qiao is ready to have dinner, I'll collect it later."

Qiao Anxia nodded lightly, without making a sound, nor did she stretch out her hand to use chopsticks.

After about an hour, the nurse came over to clean up the plate. Seeing that Qiao Anxia didn't move at all, she couldn't help asking with some concern: "Miss Qiao, why didn't you eat at all? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Qiao Anxia shook her head tiredly, and even planned to signal the nurse to remove all the food. The door of the ward was pushed open. Cheng Yang, wearing a best man's dress, walked in.

"Mr. Cheng, are you back?" The nurse turned her head and greeted Cheng Yang, then said, "Miss Qiao doesn't know what's wrong, she didn't even eat much supper."

Cheng Yang frowned, walked to the hospital bed, reached out to touch the plate, found that the food was a little cold, and asked the nurse to take it down and change it to a new one. Then he sat down beside the bed, touched Qiao Anxia's forehead, and found that the temperature was normal, so he breathed a sigh of relief. The sound of the opening was as gentle as jade: "Why didn't you eat supper? Isn't it suitable for your appetite, or is it uncomfortable?"

Qiao Anxia was so sad that her heart was filled with tears and tears came up again. She hurriedly lowered her eyes and tried to control her emotions, so that she could make her voice as usual: "No, maybe she ate a little too much at Qiao Qiao's wedding banquet at noon, so she is not very hungry now."

"Then you have to eat a little bit, otherwise how can your body recover."

Qiao Anxia nodded lightly, didn't say anything, but just got into Cheng Yang's arms.

The nurse soon brought new food. Cheng Yang could see that Qiao Anxia had a bad appetite, so she personally fed her spoonful of food. After eating, she also took tissues to wipe the corners of her lips. After half an hour, she stared at her and took medicine, served her to brush her teeth, and then put her flat on the bed.

He knew that she loved her face, and even if she didn't put on makeup, she had to do cleaning every night. He even took a makeup remover wipe and carefully wiped her face.

Cheng Yang does these things every day when he wakes up from Qiao Anxia.

Before, she was full of happiness in her heart, but now she is deeply sad.
Chapter completed!