"I'm here! I'm sorry, wife! It's all my fault!

I shouldn't worry you!

sorry!"

Zhang Haidong grabbed Du Jing's hand and said guiltily.

"It's okay... I hope you're safe..."

There was no trace of blood on Du Jing's face, and she smiled miserably.

This silly bitch!

Zhang Haidong was immediately moved to tears!

"By the way... now... now... what time is it..."

Du Jing asked intermittently again.

"Ten thirty in the morning, wife."

"Quick...quick..."

"What's fast?"

Zhang Haidong asked.

"First...go home...and see...my daughter...she is...alone...at home..."

After Du Jing said this, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength.

Wang Lulu next to her quickly brought over a glass of water, dipped a cotton swab in the water, and moisturized Du Jing's chapped lips bit by bit.

"Thanks……"

"Thank you! You silly girl!

You won't sleep by yourself until he comes back?

Why are you so soft-hearted!"

Wang Lulu said with red eyes.

Seeing Du Jing like this, she felt extremely distressed.

"I...it's okay...my husband...go home first...and see..."

Du Jing said again.

"I will take care of you in the hospital first, and you can go home and take care of your baby girl first.

Let’s talk about it in the evening.”

Wang Lulu said to Zhang Haidong.

Zhang Haidong wanted to say something, but thinking that his daughter was alone at home, he finally nodded.

"Then I'll trouble you here."

"You don't need to trouble me to do some personnel work. Go see your daughter quickly."

Wang Lulu said angrily.

…

Zhang Haidong took a taxi again and rushed home.

When he arrived at the gate of the community, he bought a takeaway.

He hasn't cooked for a long time now.

I'm not in the mood to cook either.

When I opened the door, my daughter rushed up like a gust of wind.

"Dad, you and mom have both gone to work!

Qianqian is so scared to be alone at home!"

Qianqian said, tightly hugging Zhang Haidong's neck.

"Don't be afraid, baby. Isn't daddy back? Come down quickly and start eating."

Zhang Haidong gently put his daughter down.

The hot takeout was placed on the table. After placing the chopsticks, my daughter wolfed it down.

No one made breakfast in the morning.

Looking at his daughter and wife who had been wronged, Zhang Haidong was filled with guilt.

He regretted it greatly.

But the pressure was like a dark cloud, weighing heavily on his heart.

He was almost out of breath.

Right now, I can only take good care of my daughter first.

Don't let Du Jing worry about both.

After his daughter finished eating, he threw the lunch box into the trash can.

"Baby, when you're done eating, go take a nap.

Dad has something to do in the afternoon, so be good, ha!"

He coaxed gently.

"Then when will mom come back, dad.

Don’t I have to go to school?”

Qianqian asked again.

"No need for these few days. Be good, go back and take a nap first."

"good."

…

After coaxing his daughter to sleep, Zhang Haidong took a deep breath and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

The self in the mirror is very scary, with red bloodshot eyes, like a vampire.

The countless things and sufferings I have endured during this period were finally suppressed today.

He hurt the people closest to him.

He feels guilty...

It’s also painful…

Under pressure and suffering, he was struggling to find a gap and couldn't see the slightest light in front of him...

call!

call!

call!

He was panting heavily and his shoulders kept shaking.

After a long time, the violent emotions were finally suppressed.

Everyone is moving forward with a heavy burden...

Is not it……

I need to take a good rest and take over from Wang Lulu to take care of Du Jing in the afternoon.

He staggered back to the master bedroom.

That large amount of money is still quietly placed on the bedside.

This is your own salary.

Du Jing is in the hospital for the time being, and it is not good to leave the money outside.

What if a thief comes in!

Isn’t that a free pick?

Find a drawer and put it away!

Beware of gentlemen rather than villains!

It won't be too late to pay back the money after Du Jing is discharged from the hospital.

Thinking of this, he put away the money and gently opened the bottom drawer of the bedside table with the key.

There are household registration books, ID cards, and a box lying quietly in the drawer.

That box is the lockbox that was placed next to the diary last time.
To be continued...