Yang Ming just watched Xiaoxiao, who lay there quietly, breathing steadily, like a sleeping beauty.
Whenever he thought of the doctor’s words, "Overwork has depleted her body," he felt an immense heartache.
Why hadn’t he noticed? In his memory, his wife was always singing and dancing, carefree and happy; it turned out she had hidden everything in her heart.
"Big brother, how is sister-in-law? I’ve brought the medicine back!" Just as he was thinking, he heard Yang Dong’s voice—it turned out that Yang Dong had brought the medicine back.
"She hasn’t woken up yet, give me the medicine, and you should rest too!"
"No, let me do it! You watch sister-in-law."
"That’s not necessary, you’re tired too. Go get some rest, just tell me which is which medicine!"
"Alright then!" Yang Dong informed his elder brother about the medicines and then went back.
Yang Ming took the medicine and started to prepare it in the outer room. He first made sure the medicine for coma was ready and hurried into the room to feed his wife.
The medicine was very hot, so Yang Ming took great care, blowing on it repeatedly, ensuring it wasn’t too hot before he began to feed his wife. But as he placed the spoon to his wife’s lips, her tightly closed lips refused to part. Yang Ming tried several times, but the medicine spilled down from the corners of her mouth, making a mess around her lips, chin, and neck.
He hurriedly loosened her collar and saw her exposed, pale collarbone. It was the first time he saw a woman’s collarbone, and he swallowed nervously. With shaking hands, he used a facecloth to gently wipe his wife’s face.
After wiping her face, he continued to try to feed her, but the result was the same. His wife didn’t take a single bite, and all of the medicine ended up on her neck.
Yang Ming was desperately worried. What to do if his wife refused to take her medicine? He wanted to pry open her mouth but was afraid she might choke.
At a loss for what to do, a spark of inspiration struck him as feasible. So, he took a sip of the medicine himself.
He kept the medicine in his mouth, then his face drew nearer and nearer to his wife’s until their lips met. He gently parted his wife’s lips and finally managed to feed her the medicine.
After one successful attempt, he was not as nervous and clumsy anymore. In a short while, he had fed her the entire bowl of medicine.
His wife had finally taken the medicine, and he felt a weight lift off his chest, hoping she would wake up soon after taking it.
Thinking back on what he had just done, his face turned beet red, the blush spreading to the base of his neck. Not only had he kissed his wife, but he had also...
Even as darkness fell, Xiaoxiao hadn’t woken up. During this time, many family members had come to inquire and had left feeling downcast upon learning she hadn’t awoken.
Yang Ming, on the other hand, didn’t eat or drink anything, tending to his wife with his clothes still on, waiting for her to wake up.
Unbeknownst to him, it had gotten very late, and he lay beside Xiaoxiao and fell asleep.
Xiaoxiao was awakened by hunger, and as she slowly opened her eyes, she saw Yang Ming lying beside her.
She immediately tried to sit up, intending to set up a defensive line, but she lacked the strength. It took a great effort just to sit up, and she let out a weary "hiss."
But Yang Ming heard her, and seeing his wife sitting up, he was overjoyed and held her tightly in his arms, saying, "You’ve finally woken up!"
But then he heard his wife’s weak and cold voice, "Let me go."
He let go disappointedly, "I’m sorry, I was just so happy to see you awake, I got carried away. It won’t happen again!"