Domineering love addiction: Mr. Mu's sky-high bride

Chapter 16 Take care of yourself
When Wen Yan woke up, the sky had already darkened, and the windows of the VIP ward could see the neon lights and falling snow outside. The warmth in the ward and the cold outside were two separate worlds.

Suddenly hearing movement in the room, she slowly turned her face to the side, and saw the man on the sofa who was working on the laptop. His bony fingers tapped lightly on the computer, and his focused face relaxed a little. Sharp and sharp, her tightly pursed lips showed a bit of coolness.

"Are you awake?" The man closed his laptop and looked up at her.

"Hmm..." She wanted to get up, and just moved a little, and there was a pain in her left shoulder, and it was only then that she thought about what happened before.

Mark Tingchen stepped forward to check her wound: "Don't move."

Wen Yan was obedient and stopped moving, but the feeling from her lower abdomen made her extremely embarrassed. There was only Mo Tingchen here, and she wanted to go to the bathroom, but it was inconvenient for her to move... If she moved a little, the wound would cause pain.

Seemingly seeing her discomfort, he asked, "Want to go to the bathroom?"

Wen Yan blushed: "Well..."

Mark Tingchen didn't say anything, he carefully helped her up, his movements were as gentle as before, even so, she still broke out in cold sweat from the pain, and the gauze on the wound was also overflowing with red.

He almost walked into the bathroom with Wen Yan in his arms. When Mark Tingchen reached out to her pants, she hurriedly said, "I'll do it myself!"

He stopped and looked at her intently, Wen Yan was extremely embarrassed: "Can you... avoid it for a while?"

Mo Tingchen's so-called evasion was just turning his back on him.

Knowing that he would not go out, Wen Yan struggled for a moment, using his only moving right hand to operate, but every tiny movement could involve the wound, especially when bending over, the simplest movement is also so difficult It was almost impossible to complete, and the blood overflowing from the wound had already stained the hospital gown.

Not hearing any movement behind him for a long time, Mark Tingchen turned around, saw her red-stained hospital gown, frowned, helped her take off her trousers without any explanation, and then turned his back again.

Wen Yan sat on the toilet in embarrassment, obviously in a hurry, but couldn't get out, at this moment, she wished she could find a crack in the ground and get in, bursting with shame...

Finally, after 10 minutes, she took her shame as a floating cloud.

Back on the bed again, she buried her face in the quilt, and Mo Tingchen called the doctor to treat her torn wound like a normal person.

At about seven o'clock, two bodyguards brought food. Mark Tingchen took the porridge and walked to the bed, put the porridge down first, then helped her up, and waited for her to sit still before feeding her the porridge again.

Wen Yan didn't dare to refuse, so he took a bite cautiously. The taste of the tonic in it overwhelmed the blandness of the porridge, but it tasted good. It was made by Liu Ma, and she could taste it.

Unaccustomed to his sudden gentleness, Wen Yan was a little at a loss: "I...do it by myself?"

Mo Tingchen's face turned cold suddenly, Wen Yan lowered his eyes and dared not speak anymore, his slender eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids.

"Why?" came his voice suddenly.

Wen Yan looked up at him: "What?"

"At that time... why did you rush over?" Mo Tingchen's deep eyes fell on her, as if he wanted to see through her.

She understood, what he was asking was about shielding him from a knife.

(End of this chapter)