Married to My Ex-Fiancé's Cousin-Chapter 446 Working Late at Night_1

Despite some trees outside beginning to bud, the temperature in Jiangling was still low. Qi Cheng persisted for two more days, but his cold worsened. He still didn’t seem to have any intention of giving up.

It was only when the boss saw that he was sick, fearing he might infect others, that he sent him home to rest.

Ji Yunhuan was anxious at home. She told him every day not to go, but he always had a reason and insisted on going to work.

She knew he was worried that the family’s money would soon run out.

She wanted to find a job, but with a child, she didn’t know what to do.

Every month, the heating, electricity bills, food, clothing, all required money.

She had just put the child to sleep and was cleaning the house when Qi Cheng returned.

He still held the design drawings he usually drew.

Seeing her, she was delighted, "You’re back."

He sat down and coughed twice, "The boss gave me a few days off."

Because he had been sick for several days, his voice was a bit hoarse.

Ji Yunhuan poured him a cup of hot tea and handed it to him, "I’ve told you many times, but you didn’t listen. Do you believe me now?"

He glanced at her, "I know my own body, it’s nothing serious."

Ji Yunhuan sat down next to him, looking at him, "Let’s go to the hospital. I’ll go with you."

"No need..."

"Qi Cheng." Ji Yunhuan interrupted him sternly, "If you don’t listen, I won’t speak to you anymore."

If she got sick, even a little discomfort, he would anxiously take her to the hospital.

When he was sick, he didn’t care about his health at all, as he had a history of colds.

Ji Yunhuan wrapped up the baby and took her out.

Since it was a bit cold outside, they drove.

At the hospital, they registered, waited in line, got examined, and received an IV...

Seeing a doctor could be so cumbersome.

Before, during a hospital stay, Qi Cheng had no idea that going to a hospital could be so troublesome.

But they had no choice. They had no money and couldn’t enjoy VIP treatment.

The doctor initially suggested Qi Cheng be hospitalized, but he refused.

Besides, they didn’t have that much money on hand.

So they just got some medicine.

By the time they returned home, it was very late. Ji Yunhuan made some food, and they ate a bit before going to sleep.

In the middle of the night, she noticed a light in the room, and the man beside her was gone. She sat up and found that Qi Cheng, who had clearly gone to bed, had gotten up at some point and was at the desk drawing his design sketches, coughing as he worked.

To not disturb her, he lowered his voice when he coughed.

Looking at the time, it had only been four hours since they went to sleep.

She really didn’t understand why he had to push himself so hard.

Watching him, she thought of getting up to call him, but then thought that besides delaying his time, it seemed useless.

She felt an overwhelming sadness, lying in bed, staring at his back, feeling increasingly powerless.

Qi Cheng was sick for several days. They had been to the hospital several times, and his condition kept fluctuating.

It was just as severe as the last two times he got sick.

At night, lying beside her, he kept coughing. When it got severe, he would move to the bathroom to avoid disturbing her.

The doctor suggested hospitalization, but money was tight. They had already spent a lot on his injections and medication.

Ji Yunhuan didn’t expect they would be forced into such a situation.

No matter what she said, Qi Cheng stayed up very late every night.

She wanted to stop him, but he always said he was fine.

She and the child had put a lot of pressure on him, and he didn’t seem to dare to take a break for a moment.

The payment they could get online was very little; getting twenty thousand last time was already a miracle.

Since then, the projects he received were minor and didn’t pay much.

Ji Yunhuan tried many home remedies to stop his coughing, but none worked.

At night, she hugged him, "Qi Cheng, why don’t I borrow some money from Liyan?"

"No need." Even now, he didn’t want to lose his dignity.

He believed he could support his woman and didn’t need to ask others.

Besides, the Bai Family was on good terms with the Qi Family. He had said he would sever ties with the Qi Family and didn’t want any further connections.

This was the path he chose, and he wanted to stick to it. He wanted to prove he could support Ji Yunhuan.

Even if it was with his own hands, without the Qi Family’s background, he could support her.

Ji Yunhuan could do nothing but secretly sell some expensive clothes. These second-hand items didn’t fetch much, but to get him treatment, she had no choice.

She pushed him to stay in the hospital for two days, and his condition improved a bit, but not by much. After discharge, he often snuck off to work and draw design sketches.

She had never felt so helpless.

She couldn’t tell him to stop working because their life depended on it.

They had struggled for just six months, and it was already so hard. In the future, they would still need to persist for a long time. A year, five years, ten years...

The Qi Family would not let them go. Would they live like this for the rest of their lives?

She had once understood what it was like for him to work several jobs a day. She knew how tough it was.

But besides waiting for him at home every day and making a good meal, what else could she do?

In the morning, when Ji Yunhuan got up, Qi Cheng was still sleeping. He undoubtedly stayed up late again last night.

The day before yesterday, he worked all day and was forced back by her. Staying at home, he was restless.

She got up quietly to not wake him, took care of the child, and cleaned the house.

When throwing out the trash, she suddenly saw bloodstains on the crumpled paper.

Probably to hide it from her, he had thrown the paper deep into the trash.

His cough had lasted for a month without any signs of improvement.

Not only that, but he also hid the blood he coughed up from her. Did he think he could deceive her?

Looking at the pile of paper balls, some were discarded drafts of his sketches.

Seeing this, the tears she’d held back for so long finally fell.

She thought being with him was right, but now, she realized how wrong she was.

His machismo made him want to bear everything.

No matter how hard it was, he didn’t want her to worry or let her and the child suffer.

But without her knowing, he bore so much alone.

Ji Yunhuan routinely made breakfast and went upstairs to call him. Qi Cheng lay in bed. She hadn’t noticed until now that he seemed thinner.

His face was also paler than before.

Healthier colors were missing.

Though he worked hard, barely holding their life together, he was pushing himself to the limit.

She stood by, her eyes red, wanting to call him to get up, but the words stuck in her throat.

Qi Cheng woke up from coughing.

He had a habit of moving aside when he coughed.