The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Chapter 152 I've always been good

Jiang Yu brought dinner to the hospital that evening, and prepared two portions specially.

Seeing her brother laughing as he chased after her to serve her food, her eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

She had never seen her brother smile like that before, nor had she ever seen him show such dependent intimacy.

My brother seems to have become younger in front of my sister-in-law, like a real young man in his early twenties.

Instead of being an old-fashioned, stern-faced patriarch.

Wait, why does it look a bit silly?
Jiang Yu's lips twitched slightly, and she really wanted to ask: Brother, where did your wisdom and ruthlessness go?
A sense of anticipation welled up in the little girl's heart; her home would surely be very lively from now on.

"Auntie's cooking is so good, this food smells amazing."

Gao Qinghe finished the chicken soup that Jiang Baohai handed her and exclaimed with satisfaction.

Jiang Baohai held the soup box, his eyes fixed on her, and tentatively asked, "Want some more?"

Gao Qinghe waved her hand, "No, I'm full."

Jiang Baohai then picked up the remaining food and ate it all.

Jiang Yu watched the whole thing from the side, and for a moment she couldn't tell who the patient was.

From then on, Gao Qinghe took care of Jiang Baohai in the hospital.

Jiang Yu was responsible for delivering lunch and dinner.

Sometimes Gao Qinghe would stay until nine or ten o'clock at night before having Miaomiao pick her up.

Most of the time, Jiang Baohai would have Fang Xiaoyu take her away around 7:00 PM.

He cherishes his own wife and can't bear to see her stay up late.

The Fang brothers are handling matters related to the mine and the Public Security Bureau.

However, Jiang Baohai was not idle either. Many people were afraid that he would die, and they cared about his condition even more than his mother. People would come to the hospital to visit him from time to time.

Jiang Baohai naturally revealed that he already had a wife.

After all, Gao Qinghe is in the hospital, so it's inevitable that they'll run into each other.

They also said that once the wedding date is set, they will invite everyone to the wedding banquet.

When people come to visit, Gao Qinghe will greet them if she is in a good mood.

Their manners were impeccable, they were poised and generous, and their words were eloquent. Everyone who was received by them felt impressed.

Looking at Jiang Baohai, who was leaning against the hospital bed, happily munching on an apple, I suddenly felt a little jealous.

This could be considered a blessing in disguise.

But why didn't you peel the apple?
Can't Jiang Baohai tell that the other person's question is driven by jealousy?

He smiled deeply, "I just love eating things with the skin on."

In reality, the whole fruit plate that the younger sister had cut ended up in the wife's mouth.

His delicate wife, who doesn't know how to peel apples at all, was willing to wash them twice with water before handing them to him, which he was already very grateful for.

Business partners who came to visit couldn't stand the way the young couple looked at each other so intently.

"Mr. Jiang, see you at the wedding then. Wishing you a happy marriage in advance!"

He uttered a few nice words and then immediately slipped away.

In mid-August, after a follow-up examination, it was confirmed that the wound was healing well and the patient's overall condition was good.

Jiang Baohai was discharged from the hospital.

Jiang Yu came to pick up her brother from the hospital in Fang Xiaoyu's car.

To my surprise, my sister-in-law, who was taking care of the patient, looked remarkably well; her skin was fair with a rosy glow, and she looked radiant.

Her brother, the patient being cared for, looked much the same as before he was discharged from the hospital.

For the past two weeks, Mingming has been bringing chicken soup, pigeon soup, old duck soup, and turtle soup every day. Her mother has been trying different ways to nourish her brother.

Why did all the effects end up on my sister-in-law?

Fang Xiaoyu skillfully packed her luggage. Seeing her boss standing by the bed watching Gao Qinghe unpack the flowers brought by visitors, she jokingly asked:
"Happy again, Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Baohai didn't answer, while Jiang Yu, who was tidying up the toiletries under the bed, snorted softly:

"It's more than just being happy."

My face is practically splitting with laughter!
However, when the gaze fell on Gao Qinghe holding flowers by the window, the little girl's eyes still held a filter.

The pretty sister-in-law doesn't have to do any work; she can just stand there looking beautiful. "Medicine," Gao Qinghe reminded him, "Old Jiang, Jiang Baohai, check your drawers. Don't forget the medicine the hospital gave you; you'll need to take it for two more months when you get back."

Realizing there were outsiders present, Gao Qinghe promptly changed her form of address.

Otherwise, the two people in the room would definitely ask her why she called a young man in his early twenties "Old Jiang".

"I'll come, I'll come!"

Fang Xiaoyu took the initiative to check the drawer; he dared not trouble General Manager Jiang, who was injured.

Getting stabbed in the back is no joke.

Although the wound has almost healed now, it took a while to recover from the loss of so much blood and the surgery.

Everyone who works for Jiang Baohai hopes he will live to be a hundred years old.

Gao Qinghe shrugged and glanced indifferently at Jiang Baohai.

She and Miaomiao also bled quite a bit.

Jiang Baohai dared not forget this immense kindness, and hurriedly said, "Later, I'll ask Fang Xiaolei to collect some wild game when he goes to the countryside to deliver goods, and have Grandma cook it for you and Miaomiao so we can all have some good nourishment."

As he spoke, Jiang Baohai frowned, remembering that they would have to separate after he was discharged from the hospital.

"How about we skip the wedding?" He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Why don't you just come home with me?"

Gao Qinghe looked up at him with a half-smile, and under Jiang Baohai's gradually expectant gaze, she spoke the coldest words with warm lips.

"No."

Jiang Baohai felt a lump in his throat and muttered softly, "Who was it that complained about how troublesome it was to hold a wedding before?"

Gao Qinghe: "I mean, I can't just go home with you."

Jiang Baohai asked, puzzled, "Why?"

"You have your things to do, and I have mine to do."

Gao Qinghe gently pushed the person away a little, and the couple walked side by side behind Fang Xiaoyu and Jiang Yu, leaving the hospital.

Once in the car, Jiang Baohai asked curiously, "What are you going to do?"

"Buy a house," Gao Qinghe said with a smile.

During their hospital stays, the two talked a lot, and the information gap between them has been bridged.

Jiang Baohai immediately realized that it was a storefront on the pedestrian street.

"Buy Miaomiao? Do you have enough money?"

Gao Qinghe nodded proudly, "I'm not short of money now."

Jiang Baohai chuckled. He had forgotten that the woman in front of him was now a wealthy woman who traded government bonds.

"Okay, then call me anytime if you need anything."

"Oh, right," Jiang Baohai reminded him seriously, "Your wedding is on August 29th. Don't forget to tell your parents and grandma."

Calling them "Dad," "Mom," and "Grandma" sounds so natural to me.

Come to think of it, it's no wonder. We've been calling it that for decades in our past lives, it would be strange if it didn't sound natural.

Gao Qinghe was angry at herself for not noticing this slip-up by someone before.

As soon as Jiang Baohai saw Gao Qinghe frown, he knew she wanted to bring up old grievances.

Let's quickly change the subject.

"I will thoroughly investigate the network of connections of that cousin Zheng Xiaohu. You should also keep an eye on Miao Miao."

Let's not repeat the mistakes of our past lives, leaving behind immense sorrow and regret.

Gao Qinghe replied in a muffled voice, "I know."

Jiang Baohai chuckled inwardly, thinking, "You can't say that now."

However, he discovered that his wife had changed a lot after being reborn.

"What are you looking at?" Gao Qinghe asked, glancing at him.

Jiang Baohai raised his hand and brushed aside the strands of hair that were being blown by the wind in front of her eyes. "You seem more open-minded, mature, and more responsible now."

Gao Qinghe blushed and raised her eyebrows smugly, "I'm perfectly fine!"

Jiang Baohai replied earnestly, "Yes, yes, yes."

(End of this chapter)