My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 637: Who pinched my philtrum, it’s spicy!

Chapter 637: Who pinched my philtrum, it’s spicy!

Ling Lei was momentarily stunned before she started to pinch Wen Chang’s philtrum.

She was very worried and used all her strength, pinching Wen Chang’s philtrum to the point where the skin was bald.

"Uh—"

Soon, a light grunt came from Wen Chang, lying on the ground, signaling the return of consciousness.

Ling Lei’s heart, elevated with worry, plummeted to the ground, and she patted Wen Chang’s face.

"Wen Chang, wake up. Open your eyes and look at me."

Wen Jing and Wen Xue, brother and sister, also heard Wen Chang’s voice; hope brimmed in their eyes as they rushed over.

"Dad!" Wen Xue’s voice trembled, "Wake up, don’t scare us... Wuuwuu..."

As she spoke, her sobs broke through.

The suppressed voice, filled with fear, was distressing to hear.

Wen Jing’s eyes were very red; he gritted his teeth, clutched his father’s hand tightly, his body visibly stiffened.

Wen Chang opened his eyes, his gaze still somewhat vacant, but subconsciously he looked towards where Ling Lei was.

"Who pinched my philtrum? It burns!"

The hoarse male voice sounded, and Ling Lei’s tears fell.

She sat down on a stool with a thump, covered her eyes, her shoulders trembling lightly.

It’s okay... It’s all right.

Wen Chang propped himself up to sit, wanting to comfort his wife yet not knowing where to begin, his hands clenched into fists, his heart aching.

Ling Lei’s emotions collapsed quickly but also recovered swiftly.

Knowing Lin Tang was there, she turned her head to her children and said, "Ajing, Xiaoxue, I’m here now; go and pour some water for Comrade Lin."

Wen Jing and Wen Xue, seeing their father’s complexion regain some color, nodded and went to pour water.

Wen Chang patted his wife’s shoulder reassuringly.

Looking towards Lin Tang, he apologized with a wry smile, "Sorry, my health isn’t good, and this is how our first meeting goes."

Lin Tang shook her head, understandingly said, "It’s okay, nobody wants this."

She had heard about Comrade Wen Chang from Qiao Cheng.

He was once a formidable researcher who suffered lung damage due to exposure to toxic substances at work, which resulted in him being bedridden for many years.

’He who gathers wood for the masses, should not be allowed to freeze to death in the snow.’

The people who overcame numerous difficulties and devoted their blood and youth to the country were also those who gather wood for the warmth of others.

She felt a genuine respect for him.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have come along.

Ling Lei wiped her face, composed her emotions, and looked at Lin Tang with gratitude, "Tangtang, thank you for just now. If it wasn’t for you, I don’t know what state the house would be in..."

Concern leads to chaos; even the calmest of individuals can lose clarity when those they cherish are in peril.

She had panicked just now, her mind going completely blank.

Lin Tang waved it off, "It’s nothing. I’m just glad you don’t mind me coming uninvited."

Following someone home quietly and sneaking into their house really was impolite.

As if reading Lin Tang’s mind, Ling Lei shook her head, hastily said, "No, not at all! As soon as you arrived, I felt I had a pillar of strength; it didn’t feel intrusive at all."

This kind of uninvited presence was quite reassuring.

Seeing that Wen Chang seemed to be doing better, Lin Tang didn’t stay long and left.

She had just left when the neighbor, who went to call the doctor, arrived a little too late.

"Ajing, how’s your dad?" the neighbor called out anxiously, afraid they were too late.

He went to find the doctor, only to discover the doctor had gone out unexpectedly.

It was a matter of life and death; he searched everywhere, and when he found someone, he brought them straight over.

Hearing the neighbor’s loud voice, Ling Lei got up and opened the door.

"Ah...? Comrade Ling is back, how is Comrade Wen? Is he okay?" the neighbor was surprised to see Ling Lei opening the door.

He had thought Comrade Ling hadn’t returned yet.

Ling Lei, seeing the neighbor drenched in sweat, showed gratitude and called her children to pour water.

She welcomed the guests inside.

"Wen Chang has woken up." Her expression softened.

After answering, she showed her gratitude, "Thank you for your effort, and thank Dr. Li for making the trip."

The neighbor sighed with relief and said, "We’re neighbors, there’s no need for formalities. It’s good that everything’s fine."

Damn, that ride scared him to death.

Dr. Li, from the county hospital, was familiar with Wen Chang’s condition.

As for Comrade Wen’s illness, they were helpless to cure it but could only do their best to alleviate his suffering.

"You’re due for a follow-up check." Dr. Li sighed.

Sorrow flickered in Wen Chang’s eyes, but his face bore a smile, "What’s there to check? It’s still the same."

It was nothing more than a struggle to cling to life.

Surviving one more day was another day gained.

Dr. Li gave a pallid consolation, "You don’t have to be so pessimistic; perhaps the cure will come."

The possibility was very small, alas!

Wen Chang looked toward his wife and daughter, his eyes filled with expectancy.

"Let’s hope so!"

Who would want to die if they could live?

After leaving the Wen Family, Lin Tang looked back, her eyes downcast in contemplation.

"Hey! Young comrade, please move aside, you’re blocking the way." An old man pushing a coal cart called out.

Lin Tang came to her senses and stepped aside, "...Sorry."

The old man was a good-hearted person, and as he walked away, he warned, "It’s nothing. Don’t stand here, this is a corner with a lot of pedestrian traffic. If someone isn’t paying attention and bumps into you, that wouldn’t be good."

As he spoke, his figure and voice both receded into the distance.

Lin Tang’s eyes curved, basking in the noon sun, she turned and walked in the opposite direction.

She loved this era, where warmth was found everywhere!

Just at that moment, Lin Tang made up her mind.

After going home for a bit of rest, she grabbed a package and returned to the factory.

When Lin Tang arrived, Ling Lei was already there.

Seeing a red apple on the desk, Lin Tang’s eyebrows raised slightly, "This apple is for...?"

"It’s for you. Keep it on the down low, okay? Don’t let others see," Ling Lei put her index finger to her lips, signaling to keep her voice down.

Her smile was bright, as if unaffected by the previous events.

Lin Tang, aware of the pressure her sister bore, felt sympathy for her.

She nodded imperceptibly, conspiratorially saying, "Don’t worry, I’ll sneak it later."

Ling Lei was relieved to see Lin Tang treating her with the same attitude as before, hating to see pity in people’s eyes.

"If you like it, I can bring you more tomorrow."

Knowing the apple wasn’t cheap, Lin Tang declined, "No need, save it for Comrade Wen to eat."

She wasn’t lacking in food, but perhaps for the Wen Family, it was a rare treat.

Ling Lei didn’t insist, chuckling, "I know you’re not short on food, so I won’t bring any more."

No wonder the female colleagues at the factory enjoyed being friends with Tangtang; it truly was comfortable.

Lin Tang took out the Lung Detox Medicine she had specially brought from home.

With a serious expression, she said, "Sister Ling, I have some Lung Detox Medicine here, if you trust me, you can give it to Comrade Wen, it should help."

Ling Lei was taken aback.

Lung Detox Medicine?

What was that?

Lin Tang continued, "I know you might be confused, you can have someone check it out, it’s up to you whether you want to use it, but it’s just my way of showing I care, I hope you don’t think I’m meddling."

Ling Lei stood up with alacrity, accustomed to disappointment, hearing the girl opposite her say this medicine might help her husband.

She walked over carefully, and gently lifted the medicine Lin Tang had placed on the table.

A bright gleam of hope sparked in her eyes.

"Tangtang, are you saying this medicine can help Wen Chang?" she asked, full of hope, looking at Lin Tang.