Married to a Disabled Man in the 70s - Chapter 87
When she saw that, Sun Fang smiled. “My little girl has grown up.”
Su Jiaojiao continued to cover her face and resolutely swore not to look up.
Sun Fang laughed, shook her head and left.
After going out of the room, she saw her son-in-law sitting in the yard. Sun Fang reminded him, “Jiaojiao is young and willful. I hope you can dote on her, but don’t leave her alone. Heal well, and don’t lose the long-term benefits for the short-term ones, got it?”
Song Qinghan stood up and nodded. His eyes were gentle with a little shyness. “Mom, I know what I should and shouldn’t do. Jiaojiao is very sensible too. You don’t need to worry about her.”
The smile on Sun Fang’s face grew. “It’s good you know what to do. I’ll go back first.”
Song Qinghan sent his mother-in-law away. When she left, he closed the courtyard door before returning.
As soon as he entered the house, he saw Su Jiaojiao had already got under the covers.
The weather in October was a bit cold.
However, Su Jiaojiao was sweating while hiding in bed. When she noticed someone coming in, she slowly took off the blanket. Her blushing little face could be clearly seen in the dimly lit room.
Song Qinghan could see her bright eyes and pursed red lips with his good eyesight, and joy spread from the bottom of his heart. He went to wipe her sweat and said, “Okay, your mum’s gone.”
“Phew~” Su Jiaojiao bit his chest.
Song Qinghan felt slightly stiff, and couldn’t help but ask again. “…Jiaojiao, are you alright?”
(Mandatory mid-roll ad! I’m sorry I’m sorry please don’t hurt me.)
After Zhang Zhicheng had been hit by the taser, he woke up at dark. 
There was a bitter taste on the tip of his tongue, so he spat, making him feel more comfortable. But he was then terrified by the scene he saw.
As a weak young man in his twenties, Zhang Zhicheng was taken aback by the scene and walked back with weak legs. He feared a female ghost would come out in the dark and take a bite out of him.
He felt relieved when he finally got back home.
But when his mother saw him coming back, she nervously pulled him to check if he was injured. Zhang Zhicheng suddenly felt disgusted. His throat moved, he felt nauseous, and his stomach even rolled.
“Where did you go? You’re so dirty.” Mother Zhang felt distressed and wiped the dirt off her son’s face.
Zhang Zhicheng had endured it for a while, but when Mother Zhang approached, his nausea became stronger. He suddenly pushed her away and ran to the bathroom, retching.
Mother Zhang also followed behind and babbled, “My god, did you eat something unsanitary?”
Zhang Zhicheng took the time to shook his head. “No.”
He felt rather weak. He had vomited for a long time, and he doesn’t have many stomach acids left. He could only vomit acidic water in a vicious circle of pain and agony.
Even the smell of the bathroom made him feel uncomfortable, although the repulsion he felt was not as strong as before.
Maybe it was because he had exposed his belly too long.
But he didn’t dare tell his mother about the misdeeds he had done. Even him fainting inexplicably is a strange act.
Seeing that he was uncomfortable, Mother Zhang didn’t dare to say anything. She just gave him some good food and told him to rest well.
The next day, Zhang Zhicheng, who had been feeling uncomfortable all night, went out to work with a dark face.
He met a beautiful girl on the road. This comrade is his colleague, and they were currently dating. The two often went to work together and brought each other breakfast.
Zhang Zhicheng’s dark face finally eased as he smiled and stepped forward. “Morning.”
“Morning.” The girl smiled and passed him the soy milk in her hand. “You don’t look so good. Did you sleep well?”
Zhang Zhicheng frowned, “It seems that I had a cold yesterday, and I vomited. My stomach was uncomfortable all night.”
When she said the last few words, the two of them leaned closer and could he smell the faint scent of the girl. Holding the warm soy milk in his hand, Zhang Zhicheng suddenly realized his sense of nausea had become stronger.
The girl hesitated when she saw him stuttering, and she reached out to touch his forehead, wanting to see if he had a fever.
But Zhang Zhicheng’s face changed drastically when he was touched, pushing her away and running to the side of the road to vomit.
The girl’s expression froze. She looked at Zhang Zhicheng, who was vomiting in astonishment, as her face turned blue.
She really likes Zhang Zhicheng. He looks good and has a good job. He has a good relationship with the leader, and has a good future.
Who knew he would react this way to her touch?
It’s probably a misunderstanding.
The girl twitched the corner of her mouth, then moved closer, softly saying, “Do you still feel uncomfortable? How about going to the hospital…”
She hadn’t finished her words when there was another heart-piercing retch.
Zhang Zhicheng looked at the people who approached and figured out something. He’d be nauseous as soon as he smelt the scent of a woman.
He walked away silently and the smell in the air dissipated. Zhang Zhicheng breathed a sigh of relief, seeing. As he saw the girl standing there helplessly, he decided to bear it and come closer. “Sorry, I felt a little uncomfortable just now-Bleugh!”
He had retched thrice.
The girl’s face had turned completely green, and she said coldly, “I’m going to work first.”
After speaking, she turned and left.
Zhang Zhicheng looked at her back in a daze, then looked at himself, panicking. What’s going on? Why did I vomit when I got close to her?
When the girl walked far away, Zhang Zhicheng felt comfortable again.
He walked quickly to the office with an ugly expression.
Most of the people in the office were female aside from him and another guy, which led to him being relatively popular. A lot of colleagues like to talk to him.
It was the same today. As soon as he entered, Zhang Zhicheng was surrounded by two of his colleagues . “Your complexion looks bad? Do you need to go to the hospital for an examination?”
“Don’t overexert yourself.”
Zhang Zhicheng twitched the corners of his mouth, wanting to make a few jokes like before. But as he tried to speak, his stomach rolled again. He pushed the two women away and rushed out.
His two innocent female colleagues were confused.
Three days later, Zhang Zhicheng, who was vomiting and his stomach convulsing, lay in the hospital. His mother covered her face and cried, but she hid at the door and didn’t dare go in. She could only let her husband go in and take care of her son.
“What happened to you! Did you really…get cursed?” Mother Zhang went quiet when she said the last few words, and she felt cold all over.
Her son came back late that day. Did he actually get cursed?!
Otherwise, how would he vomit when he gets close to a woman?
Even children wouldn’t have nausea when close to the opposite sex. This is impossible!
Zhang Zhicheng shook his head with a pale face: “No. No way!”
How can this be?
Then, he realized something. Zhang Zhicheng thought of sleeping in the wilderness for a few hours that day. He felt a chill behind his back, his face turned paler, and his hands and feet were clammy—could it had happened then?!
Armos D. Platypus: Welp. This might be just a bad ending for Zhang Zhicheng or another drawback for Su Jiaojiao.
 Wow. That took a looooong time.
 Illogical and accurate at the same time. Don’t judge.