Doting Your Wife to Heaven: The Return of the Rich Family

Seeing her, a light flashed in his eyes, he stretched out his hand, and called softly, "Qingting, Qingting."

Fan Yuncan felt a little sad, but tactfully stepped aside, the person he needs is not her, it will always be like this.

It hurts, but she has accepted the fact.

As long as Ye Qingting is there, other people will only see her, and everyone else is a gloomy foil.

Qingting walked over and put her small hand on the big palm. His palm was very cold, like ice and snow in December. She felt sore, "I'm here, are you better?"

Shao Zhongyu closed his big hands, and the corners of his mouth curled up. "It's good that you're fine, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Qingting's nose was sore, and she suppressed her tears, "Thank you, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have..."

She owed him her life, what should she pay for it?

For her, he paid a terrible price, what can she do?

He smiled with genuine joy, "Don't be silly, you are more important than life to me, I am very happy that you are safe and sound."

Although he said this sentence more than once, but not as shocked as this time, Qingting didn't believe his words until now.

It's just... This kind of feeling is too heavy, she can't bear it.

"Ah." An exclamation woke her from deep thought, and she jumped up, bewildered.

Leng Zhongyu propped up his hands, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he was out of breath every time he moved.

Fan Yuncan was so anxious that he rushed towards him like a gust of wind, and inadvertently pushed Qingting aside, his face full of anxiety, "What do you want? Just tell me, I'll help you."

Shao Zhongyu supported his body with one hand, lifted the quilt with the other, and beat his feet desperately, with a crackling sound.

His face was pale, with fear written all over his face, "I don't feel anything in my legs, not at all."

Fan Yuncan gasped, his eyes widened, he was at a loss.

How to do?

Did he still find out?

Her head was in a mess, and she comforted subconsciously, "Brother Shao, don't worry, your leg was injured and you were given anesthesia. The medicine has not worn off yet, and you will recover after a while."

Leng Zhongyu frowned, his gaze fell behind her, "Qingting, is that so?"

Looking at his expectant and uneasy eyes, Qingting's chest seemed to be stuffed with cotton flowers, and she was indescribably uncomfortable.

She gritted her teeth, "Yes, you don't have to worry, just take good care of your injuries and you will get better."

Leng Zhongyu took a deep breath, lay back down, still worried, "Really? You didn't lie to me?"

Taking the opportunity of holding a tissue, Qingting turned her body to hide the tears in her eyes, "It's absolutely true, when did I ever lie to you?"

When she turned around again, she had returned to normal, wiping the sweat off his forehead with a tissue.

Leng Zhongyu grabbed her little hand and looked at her affectionately, "I believe in you, the only person I trust in this world is you."

Qingting's body froze, and a wry smile rose from the corner of her mouth.

She lied, but there was no way.

Fan Yuncan stared blankly at this scene, feeling as bitter as Huang Lian.

No matter what she did, she would never exist in his eyes.

Qingting is the person he needs most!

And she is nothing!

She clearly knew this, but she still couldn't control the bitterness and pain in her heart.

Leng Zhongyu didn't notice it, and spoke affectionately.

"You are working hard too. Go back and rest. There are doctors, nurses, and nurses here. There is nothing missing."

How dare Qingting leave, she is afraid that someone will leak her words, and then the world will be turned upside down and there will be no one to comfort her.

The more proud a person is, the less he can tolerate shortcomings.