After a wealthy woman went bankrupt, her live-in husband became her sugar daddy.

Chapter 198 Don’t be afraid

After I finished preparing the breakfast dishes, I went to her side and said gently, "Grandma, I'm not feeling well. Could the doctor who came yesterday come and take another look at me?"

When Grandma heard me say I wasn't feeling well, she immediately looked me over and asked with concern, "Where do you feel unwell? I noticed something was wrong with you this morning, but you insisted you hadn't slept well."

I said in a coquettish tone, "Grandma, I know I was wrong."

Grandma tapped my head helplessly, then immediately called over the maid who was taking care of her: "Call Dr. Li right away and have him come to the house to examine Momo."

The maid left as instructed, and I secretly rejoiced that the first step of my plan had succeeded.

I held onto the door frame, my heart pounding, but I tried my best to remain calm as I said to my grandmother, "Grandma, I'm still feeling a little unwell. I'll go upstairs and wait. When the person arrives, let him come to my room to check on me."

Grandma patted my hand tenderly and said affectionately, "Okay, sweetie, go and rest now. Grandma will take you upstairs in a little while."

My heart skipped a beat. I really couldn't let Grandma come to my room! But I couldn't say it out loud right now, so I could only go upstairs alone and silently pray that everything would go smoothly.

Back in the room, I saw that Jiang Yichen had already finished eating and was resting, completely unaware of what had happened outside. I folded his blankets for him and then stood on the balcony anxiously waiting for the doctor to arrive.

Not long after, I heard a knock on the door, and there were also noisy footsteps outside. I ran to the door, opened it a crack, and saw the maid helping my grandmother stand in the doorway, with Dr. Li, who had examined me yesterday, standing next to her.

I forced a smile and said to Grandma, "Grandma, could the doctor come in and examine me himself? We'll tell you the results later."

Grandma smiled helplessly, "You little rascal, you're getting shy now, alright? We'll do it your way, we'll wait downstairs."

Grandma always doted on me and didn't suspect anything. I breathed a sigh of relief after they left and quickly pulled Dr. Li in, explaining the current situation in a fast-paced manner.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Li, I didn't mean to lie to you. It's just that my grandmother is old, and I didn't want her to worry. Jiang Yichen is injured. Could you please examine him and give him a tetanus shot?" I looked at him expectantly.

The doctor frowned and said in a low voice, "Let me examine the wound first." With that, he began to carefully examine Jiang Yichen's injuries.

The doctor carefully examined Jiang Yichen's wound, his expression turning grim. He said sternly, "The wound is so deep it needs stitches, and it's already infected, which is why he has a persistent high fever. You've been incredibly reckless! With such a serious injury, why didn't you go to the hospital?"

My heart tightened upon hearing this, and I realized that Jiang Yichen had a high fever again. I couldn't help but feel remorseful for not taking better care of Jiang Yichen. But I didn't have time to think too much, as the doctor continued, "I need to go back now to get the anesthetic, and then I'll stitch up Jiang Yichen."

Jiang Yichen stopped the doctor who was about to leave, shook his head, and slightly parted his dry lips: "No need, just stitch it up."

I exclaimed in surprise, "How can that be? It will hurt terribly to get stitches right away!"

Jiang Yichen shook his head firmly: "Grandma is shrewd. She'll definitely find something out if he goes back and forth like this. It's better to finish this quickly and reduce Grandma's suspicion."

Jiang Yichen glanced at the doctor and calmly said, "Let's begin."

Seeing that the doctor was really going to stitch him up without anesthesia, I vaguely remembered that I had the anesthetic I used when I did live broadcasts of cosmetic procedures in my suitcase, and quickly said, "Wait a minute, I have anesthetic."

I quickly ran to the suitcase and rummaged through it, and thankfully I finally found the anesthetic I needed. Although the dosage was small, it was enough to last until he finished getting stitches.

I watched nervously as the doctor gently pierced Jiang Yichen's skin with a thin needle, my palms sweating profusely.

Jiang Yichen gave me a weak smile and comforted me, "It's okay, don't be afraid. If you're really scared, then don't look."

I glared at Jiang Yichen. He was the one suffering, yet he had the leisure to comfort me.

But his smile calmed me down a little, and I held his hand tightly, hoping to give him some strength.

I saw that Jiang Yichen's forehead was covered in sweat. Even though he was in unbearable pain, he gritted his teeth and persevered.

I tried to find something to talk about to distract him, but I realized that we didn't seem to have any particularly good memories together. This realization made me feel especially frustrated.

At this moment, Jiang Yichen broke the silence: "Do you remember what you said when we got married?"

I tried hard to recall, but all I could think of were the threats I'd made that day and the unequal "ten rules" I'd proposed. I lowered my head, even more afraid to look at Jiang Yichen.

Jiang Yichen said gently, "Do you remember what I said?"

I buried my head even deeper and whispered, "I don't remember anything at all."

Jiang Yichen continued, "I said that day that I would protect you for the rest of my life."

I looked up at Jiang Yichen in surprise; he actually remembered those words.

I used to scoff at those words, but now that Jiang Yichen has actually done it, I feel utterly despicable.

I dare not hope that Jiang Yichen will continue to treat me like this, but I still hope in my heart that he can continue to keep this promise.

I asked cautiously, "Does that statement still hold true now?"

As they were talking, the doctor finished stitching up the last stitch. He put down his tools and interrupted Jiang Yichen, who was about to answer, saying, "It's all stitched up."

The doctor turned around to get anti-inflammatory medicine and then started an IV drip for Jiang Yichen to reduce inflammation.

He then instructed me, "Remember to remove the IV drip after the treatment. He only needs to take the anti-inflammatory medication once a day. If there are any further changes in the wound, be sure to call me."

The doctor then gave me his phone number.

I carefully wrote down every word the doctor said. When I turned around, I saw Jiang Yichen smiling at me, his smile seemingly carrying a hint of teasing and comfort.

I felt a little helpless, not knowing what was so funny, and secretly glared at him.

Before Dr. Li left, I repeatedly reminded him not to tell anyone that he was treating Jiang Yichen.

If anyone asks, just say I'm sick, especially to my grandma.

The doctor nodded, indicating that he fully understood.

As we were taking the doctor downstairs, Grandma came up to us and asked with concern, "Momo, what's the situation now?"