My Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 330

Chuxue nodded. Zhao’s shirt was totally drenched and it plastered against his back. Chuxue could see his muscular body through his shirt. And at that moment, she felt he was not that annoying.

The rain beat out a rhythm on the umbrella. Chuxue felt they were the only two people in the world.

Zhao tried very hard, and Chuxue’s foot was finally freed, although it was swollen.

“I’ll take you to the hospital. We also need to get some medicine.” Zhao frowned as he looked at her swollen foot.

Chuxue agreed. She said: “I’ll get my key and phone.”

“Stand still. I’ll get it for you.”

Zhao rushed into the rain, took the stuff and locked her car. He then walked back to her, held her up in his arms and walked back to his car.

“Are you cold? I’ll turn on the heater.” Zhao started the car.

Chuxue wanted to say that she wasn’t feeling cold, but before she said anything, she sneezed. And she put her arms around herself and shuddered.

Zhao looked very worried. He turned on the heater and drove to a hospital nearby. Chuxue noticed his hands were scrapped, and blood was oozing out.

“Your hands......” Chuxue said. She was feeling very guilty about it.

“Don’t worry. I’ll use a band-aid.” Zhao said casually.

Chuxue was feeling rather sulky. It is like every time they meet, something bad is bound to happen.

They arrived at the hospital. Zhao helped her to register. He then took her to get an X-ray, and then he paid the bill for her. Chuxue felt rather awkward. He really doesn’t need to do so much. Chuxue thought.

“Can you drive me home?” Chuxue asked when they were back in the car. After a moment’s silence, she said: “Thank you.”

Zhao was surprised to hear her saying thank you. He froze for a few seconds, then he smiled and said: “Don’t worry. It’s my pleasure.”

Chuxue looked outside the window to avoid his kind eyes. She felt very tired, and the temperature in the car made her feel even more dizzy, so she fell asleep in no time.

Zhao looked at her face when she was sleeping, and he felt a surge of adoration for her.

The rain finally ceased. Zhao drove back to his apartment and carried her out of the car. Her face was crimson. He touched her forehead and found she was having a fever. He then carried her back to his apartment.

Chuxue was still sleeping. She felt she was put into a nice and hot tub. She thought she was home, and she said: “Mom, I’m so thirsty.”

Soon, she felt a spoon was in front of her mouth. She licked it and frowned. “It’s so bitter.”

“This is medicine. You are having a fever.”

Chuxue then opened her mouth and swallowed the liquid. She then fell back into a heavy sleep.

When she woke up again, she found the rain stopped. She looked outside the window and found it was already dark. How long did I sleep? She thought.

She rubbed her eyes and looked around, and finally found she was not in her room. She felt frightened. What is this place? She shouted. She then threw the quilt away, and found she was dressed in a big white t-shirt. Her bra and pantie were missing.

“Damn!” Chuxue patted her forehead. “What the hell is going on?”

She remembered she was in the car, and she asked Zhao to send her back home. Obviously, Zhao didn’t do what she asked him to do.