Chapter 1703 - Marry Me, Please? (Part Thirty-three) (1/2)
Qian Yikun pretended not to see it.
Mo Fei gritted her teeth but could not throw a tantrum at Qian Yikun’s mother.
Fortunately, the Qian family’s designated doctor had arrived. He first measured Mo Fei’s body temperature. Eventually, she needed to be put on a drip. Otherwise, it might worsen into pneumonia.
Mo Fei refused to get an IV drip. She felt like her body had become a lot more fragile recently. Ever since she was almost beaten to death by Ye Cong, her body had not recovered.
“Qian Yikun, I don’t do injections.” Mo Fei growled in a voice that was not threatening at all.
“It’s impossible not to get an injection when you’re sick,” Qian Yikun’s mother interjected, not allowing Mo Fei to refuse. “You’re still young, so it’s best to eradicate the illness completely. An injection won’t hurt, be a good girl—”
Mo Fei, “…”
Did both the mother and son speak the same way?
Qian Yikun’s mother treated Mo Fei well for two reasons—firstly, she felt that this young lady was younger than her son. Secondly, it was because her son had finally brought a woman home. She must take good care of her daughter-in-law.
However, although Mo Fei could go up against Qian Yikun easily, she could not do that to Qian Yikun’s mother. Moreover, the more his mother treated her well, the emptier the feeling in her heart was. The conflict was indescribably suffocating.
The doctor set up a drip for Mo Fei. There was a sharp pain on the back of her hand. Mo Fei’s hand shook involuntarily.
Even breaking her ribs did not hurt this much.
Qian Yikun grabbed her other hand and looked at where the doctor had placed the needle. “Slow down.”
The doctor inserted the needle and secured it with medical tape. He smiled and said, “Don’t worry, Young Master Qian. I’m experienced in this, at least.”
Qian Yikun was a little embarra.s.sed. What was he worried about?
The doctor gave some instructions before packing up his things and left.
Qian Yikun’s mother asked worriedly, “Should we postpone the wedding?”
Wedding?