758 He hasn't recovered after eating it for three years (1:

After the two of them had their dinner in peace, ning Qing cleaned up the kitchen. When she came out, Nian lie was standing at the door of her bedroom, seemingly about to go in.

what do you want to do? I'll help you, she asked as she removed her apron. It was inconvenient for him.

Nian lie didn't order her around like he usually did, and his expression was a little off.

She suddenly thought of something. you want to take medicine?

The thoughts that had been hidden for a long time were blurted out by her so casually.

Nian lie's expression darkened.

Ning Qing noticed that he was bothered by this matter and could not help but feel uneasy. I'll get it for you.

She walked toward him and twisted the doorknob.

A large hand reached out and stopped her.

Ning Qing looked down and realized that there was something wrong with him. Nian lie?

His long eyelashes trembled. I'm fine.

Then, he let go.

Ning Qing pursed her lips. is it still at the original place?

Yes.

She nodded and entered his room.

The bottles of medicine were still in the same place. Ning Qing weighed them in her hands and found that the amount was almost the same.

She was upset and walked out with a few bottles of medicine. did you not take your medicine on time?

Nian lie didn't know that she would be so sensitive. She had only taken the bottle of medicine the last time, and she actually knew that he hadn't taken Wanwan.

However, ever since she found out, he had indeed not followed the doctor's instructions to take medicine.

He silently admitted that ning Qing was angry for no reason.

the doctor prescribed you medicine to cure you. If you don't take it, how can you be cured?

Nian lie laughed mockingly, a hint of sorrow in his eyes.

She was stunned. She heard him say, he hasn't recovered even after three years of eating it. Is there any hope of recovery?

Ning Qing's heart felt as if it had been pierced by something, and it was unbearably sore.

Nian Xi reached out and took one of the bottles from her hands, then looked at the bottle with a restrained gaze.

during those three years, I couldn't find you anywhere. Everyone said I was crazy and asked me to see a doctor.

I went to see him. The doctor prescribed me a bunch of this medicine, but it didn't work at all.

For those three years, he had relied on the belief that she was still alive to get to where he was today.

Even though she was standing in front of him alive, her coldness and hatred burned his heart.

He was sick.

It was getting more and more serious.

He was probably so ill that he wanted her to be isolated from everyone and stay by his side for the rest of her life.

Even if she hated him, she would still be entangled with him forever.

Ning Qing's entire body was cold. Her palms were cold, and so was her body.

In the end, she had thought that she was the only one who had suffered for the past three years. She had never thought that he would be the same.

Ning Qing tried her best to close her eyes and gathered her courage to say-

I've had depression.

Nian lie pulled himself out of his memories and looked over in shock.

She closed her eyes tightly, and there was only endless darkness in her mind.

three years ago, when I lost the child, I wanted to die with him. When I was working at he hospital, I was often in a daze. It was only after I went to see the doctor that I found out that I had depression.

Ning Qing held her breath. When she mentioned all of that, there was not a single part of her body that did not hurt.

the doctor said that I'm too obsessed with the child's death, so I'm depressed and exhausted. He told me that I must get out of it and not live in the child's shadow.

As Nian lie listened, his eyes gradually turned red. I'm sorry.

Ning Qing opened her eyes. There was numbness, dullness, and despair in them, but compared to before, there was also a trace of relief.

that accident was both our fault. It's not just you. I've always minded it. I even hate you because I refuse to admit it. I hurt the child because of my own impulsiveness and selfishness.