Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s
Chapter 1068 - 1069: Passionate as Fire

Chapter 1068: Chapter 1069: Passionate as Fire

"By the way, Aunt Guo, did you get a call from Brother Xinian this morning?"

Chiang Xiao still felt uneasy and asked.

She had stepped into the Space earlier and was afraid she might have missed a call without hearing the ringtone then.

"No, there was no call this morning. Has Young Master Meng said when he’ll be back?"

Chiang Xiao shook her head, "No."

Chiang Xiao was getting worried.

Could something have happened on the road?

"Could it be possible that he went straight to the hospital?" Aunt Guo guessed.

No sooner had she spoken than they heard the ringing of the phone.

Chiang Xiao dashed out at once.

As soon as she picked up the phone, she heard Duan Qingqing’s crying.

"Dad! Hurry up! Chao Jun threw up, and he got it all over me! I didn’t bring any clothes with me!"

Chiang Xiao: "..."

What’s the focus of this statement, exactly?

Is it that Meng Chaojun threw up, or that she doesn’t have clothes to change into?

Why is Duan Qingqing crying, because Meng Chaojun threw up or because she got vomit all over herself?

"Has the doctor come yet?"

"Is that you? Why are you still in my house? Why haven’t you left?"

"I’m asking you, has the doctor checked on him?" Chiang Xiao fought back the urge to strangle her.

Duan Qingqing’s voice carried a near-breakdown emotion, "They’ve been! They’re checking on him now! Bring me a set of clothes quickly! Let Aunt Guo go get it, you can’t enter our room! Also, bring a new towel, and my shoes too..."

Before she could finish, Chiang Xiao had already hung up with a click.

Boss Meng stepped out of the room, "Was that call from Duan Qingqing? What’s happened to Chao Jun?"

Chiang Xiao didn’t want to tell him that out of all the things Duan Qingqing had said, she had only mentioned Meng Chaojun throwing up. As to why he had thrown up and what the doctor had said after the check-up, Duan Qingqing hadn’t said a word but was only concerned about her own clothes and shoes.

"She just said Uncle threw up." Chiang Xiao said: "But the doctor has already been there, Grandpa, I’m going to prepare the porridge. You call security to drive, and we’ll head over immediately. I’ll also pack a pot of medicinal tea to take along."

"All right, all right!"

Old Meng followed Chiang Xiao’s lead.

He really felt that, at this moment, it was good that Little was here; otherwise, just depending on himself, he felt he might not be able to hold on.

Last night he had looked at his partner’s photo for a long while, talking half the night, for fear it was really going to be a case of a life cut short.

Being old, he was not as strong as he had been in his youth.

If Meng Chaojun passed away, and Xinian was unwilling to come home, being forever in the army, and with only Duan Qingqing left at home, who knew what trouble she might cause. The Meng Family might really fall apart.

His cousins might even swarm over to fight over this ancestral home, tearing it apart.

Now, luckily, Chiang Xiao was here.

Old Meng harbored immense hope for Chiang Xiao’s medicinal tea.

Perhaps, the descendants of the Chiang Family were here to save the Meng Family.

In the past, Chiang Songhai saved him, and now, Chiang Xiao might save Meng Chaojun.

When they arrived at the hospital, Duan Qingqing in a patient’s gown rushed over, "Where are the clothes and shoes you brought for me?"

Chiang Xiao sized her up and walked past her, brushing by.

"Forgot them."

Duan Qingqing almost collapsed.

Actually, she didn’t love Meng Chaojun any less, but she was slightly germophobic and couldn’t stand being covered in the sour, putrid smell of vomit. Was that wrong?

Any normal person would find it unbearable, right?

"Chiang Xiao, you did that on purpose, didn’t you?"

Old Meng pushed her out, "Go back and change yourself!"

Just then, two people entered, looking straight at Chiang Xiao as they walked through the door.

"Xiao Xiao, you are here indeed!" Such an enthusiastically warm voice gave Chiang Xiao a shiver.