She really wasn't hungry at all, but looking at the expectant eyes of the two children, she couldn't say no. In the end, she forced herself to eat less than half a bowl of porridge and a few soup dumplings.

The two little faces of the two children were originally full of worry, but after they saw Su Wuwei eating the breakfast they bought, the two little guys were obviously relieved. They obediently listened to Su Wuwei and went to eat breakfast. .

Originally, Su Wuwei had guessed that the two children had not eaten breakfast yet, so she asked the two children to eat by themselves, but the two children refused to agree. They insisted on watching Su Wuwei finish eating before leaving.

Su Wuwei was finally the only one left in the room. After confirming that the door was closed, she covered her mouth and rushed directly to the toilet. With the sound of vomiting one after another, it was over when Su Wuwei had vomited bile.

It was inevitable that the two children would notice something unusual. She used the last bit of strength to brush her teeth, wash her face, and comb her hair by the way.

She silently looked at herself in the mirror. Her beautiful face was still pale, and even her clear eyes were bloodshot from vomiting.

The most exaggerated thing was that her lips were all chapped and became as ugly as dry tree bark.

She looked around but couldn't find her lipstick. She really didn't have any more strength, so she had no choice but to return to her bed.

Not long after, the two children came back. They didn't say anything and just sat silently by Su Wuwei's bed. It seemed that they were still very worried about their mother.

Su Wuwei felt a little sorry for the two children who were so young but had to worry about their parents. A smile appeared on her face and she said, "Didn't your teacher leave you any homework?"

The older Yan Jing said quickly, "The teacher left homework, but we are worried about mom. We can do the homework after mom gets better."

The younger Yan Duo immediately nodded in agreement, her delicate little face became wrinkled, and she whispered, "Mom, why isn't Uncle Fu Yuan back yet? Should we give him a shot?" A phone number?"

After hearing this, Yan Jing nodded quickly, obviously he agreed with Yan Duo's words.

From the time Fu Yuan left last night until now, Su Wuwei has been deliberately not mentioning Fu Yuan. Now the two children took the initiative to talk about Fu Yuan. Even if she wanted to avoid it, it was impossible.

After hesitating for a while, she said, "No need, Uncle Fu Yuan has something to do. He will be back when he is finished."

At this point, she saw that the expressions on the faces of the two children were still not relaxed. She quickly continued, "Also, mom just took medicine and the things you bought for me. I feel much better now. I think I’ll be fine if I get some sleep.”

The two children looked at me and I looked at you. Finally, they nodded obediently and turned around three times before leaving her room under Su Wuwei's gaze.

As soon as Yan Jing and Yan Duo closed the door, the smile on Su Wuwei's face disappeared. God knew how hard she had just endured. At this time, she even felt that the physical pain was nothing, and the most painful thing was the psychological pain.

When the two children asked about Fu Yuan, her heart felt like being pricked by needles, but she couldn't say a bad word about Fu Yuan.

Because as long as Fu Yuan explains to her, she is likely to forgive Fu Yuan; but once the children know Fu Yuan's "badness", they will remember it forever and may never forgive Fu Yuan again.

Fu Yuan has not contacted her for more than twelve hours, which has never happened before.

Su Wuwei was actually a little worried about Fu Yuan, but she picked up her phone several times to call Fu Yuan, but in the end he put down his phone.

She didn't know if Fu Yuan still had grudges about what happened yesterday, and she didn't know what she should say after the call got through. Could it be that by asking her to tell Fu Yuan that she was sick, from the perspective of a bystander, would it look like a cruel trick?

Therefore, even if Su Wuwei's illness was an accident, her self-esteem would not allow her to use this as an excuse to call Fu Yuan back. She believed in one sentence - what is yours is always yours, and it is not something you can't force. .

Su Wuwei slowly slid down, and finally she was nestled under the quilt, with only a small gap exposed for her to breathe. It seemed that only by wrapping herself tightly could she feel more comfortable.

She lay in a daze, not knowing whether she was asleep or awake. She just felt that her head was getting heavier and heavier, as if it was being suppressed by something.

Just when she felt like her head was going to explode, the door to her room was opened from the outside. She thought it was Yan Jing Yan Duo who came in, so she didn't think much about it, and just reflexively said in a coaxing way, " Xiao Jing Xiaoduo, are you worried about your mother? Don’t worry, your mother is much better."

"I see you're already burned out, and you still say you're feeling much better?" A familiar reproachful voice sounded.

Su Wuwei heard that it was a stern voice, and her brain regained half of its clarity. She tried to open her eyes and looked, and sure enough she saw the stern face magnified in front of her.

She instinctively wanted to retreat, and said defensively, "Why are you here? Get out quickly. If you don't get out, I will call the police."

"Okay, why are you calling the police now?" The stern tone was not really kind, and even contained a hint of anger. He said angrily, "Today is Saturday. According to the regulations, there are two The child wanted to go home for lunch, but you didn’t answer the phone when I called you, so I called Xiaojing, who told me that you were sick.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Jing's crying voice sounded, "Mom, I listened to you and didn't call Uncle Fu Yuan. It was dad who asked you that I said you had a cold. I didn't call dad over." .”

Su Wuwei felt distressed when she heard the child cry. She quickly said, "Xiao Jing, it doesn't matter. Mom is not angry with you. You did a good job, but mom wants to take a nap now. You and your sister can go to your dad's house together." How about having lunch? Mom will wake up and pick you up."

Before she could finish her last word, Yan Yan had already hugged her up. He looked at her condescendingly and said in an unquestionable voice, "Are you still trying to be brave when you're like this? We'll talk about the meal later. I Now take you to the hospital."

After saying that, he ignored Su Wuwei's stop and walked downstairs with Su Wuwei in his arms. At the same time, he did not forget to instruct the two children, "Xiao Jing Xiaoduo, pack your things, and dad will take you to the hospital together." Take care of mom.”

Originally, the two children had persuaded Su Wuwei to go to the hospital countless times but were rejected. Now that they heard Yan Yan's words, they cheered, turned around and followed Yan Yan with their schoolbags they had already packed.

Yan Yan's car was parked in front of the villa. He hugged Su Wuwei and walked towards his car, but Su Wuwei resisted all the way.