Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 89 I Said, I'll Be With You
If Nan Jin is gone like this, he will definitely regret it.

His family is rich, but he can't keep his wife, which shows his sadness.

As soon as Tong Junhao left, Yuan Zi'an yelled and ran towards Du Lerong, but was quickly stopped at this moment, "Miss Yuan, my third sister-in-law has not woken up yet, which means she will not be in danger for the time being. If she waits for third sister-in-law to wake up If you come to find out that this is a misunderstanding, it will not end well, why don't I take you home first?"

Tong Xiaowu suddenly picked her up, pulled and hugged Yuan Zi'an away, with her bag still hanging on his shoulder.

Du Lerong looked at the outstanding man in the intensive care unit, and waited quietly for a while. Xin Tezhu came over, "Miss Du, let's go back, there is nothing wrong with Miss Du here."

"I'd better wait a little longer. I want to explain to Miss Nan when she wakes up." The pale words made her little face stained with sadness.

Assistant Xin sighed, "The clear will be clear, and the turbid will be turbid. I believe Madam understands it in her heart."

"Xin Teng, don't even you believe me?" Du Lerong suddenly turned her head, looking at him with a heartbroken look.

"For Ms. Du, it doesn't matter whether I believe you or not, what matters is whether the boss believes you or not." Assistant Xin shook his head and left.

The hospital finally became quiet. From the beginning to the end, Tong Junhao never looked outside the door again, until after six o'clock in the evening, Du Lerong left in a nonchalant footstep.

Nan Jin woke up in the middle of the night. Before she opened her eyes, she heard a sound similar to an ultrasonic wave. She tilted her head, and Tong Junhao was sitting on the edge of the bed with his hands on his head, dozing off. Then go back to your hands.

Under the dim light, Nan Jin just stared at him in a daze, with tenderness involuntarily in her quiet eyes. Once upon a time, there was finally a man guarding her side.

"Are you awake?" At some point, the man woke up, looked at her shallowly, and held her hand tightly.

"Ah."

"Remember?"

"remember."

She subconsciously shook the man's hand, "What's wrong with me?"

"It's okay, just a little anemia." Avoiding the wound on his forehead, he stroked her long hair, Tong Junhao chose to hide it.

Nan Jin frowned, "Oh."

I couldn't help but wonder, when did I start to be anemic?
"Are you hungry?"

Touching her stomach, Nan Jin nodded, "A little bit."

"I'll get you something to eat." He let go of her hand and walked out, Nan Jin quickly stopped him, "No, no need, there should be nothing to eat at this time."

"Even if you don't eat, you should call the doctor in for a checkup." Tong Junhao smiled, patted her hand reassuringly, turned and walked out.

Within a few minutes, Tong Junhao came in with the doctor and did another detailed examination. The doctor went out with various examination reports. When Nan Jin looked at Tong Junhao again, he didn't know when he had a bowl of steaming hot Porridge.

She stared at him blankly, both surprised and moved, "How did you get the porridge?"

"I bought it for dinner and kept it warm." After stirring the porridge in the bowl, Tong Junhao sat down beside the bed, "Come, drink the porridge."

I don't know if it was Nan Jin's illusion, but there was a touch of warmth in the ward, she sat up on the bed, and Tong Junhao put two soft pillows behind her for her to lean on, "Don't move."

It was really uncomfortable to be fed porridge for the first time, Nan Jin couldn't resist him, so she could only follow the strength of his shoulders and blushed and leaned on the soft pillow, "Why didn't you go home?"

The man took a spoonful of porridge and brought it to her lips, "My wife is unconscious in the hospital, you want me to go home and sleep soundly?"

"I'm fine." Nan Jin smiled and slapped haha.

Glancing at her, Tong Junhao didn't speak any more, but his lips were pursed into a straight line to reveal his displeasure.

Nan Jin curled her lips and didn't speak any more. The two of them fed one and drank the other, and the room in the intensive care unit was lonely.

She didn't eat at night, and Nan Jin was already very hungry, but it was not suitable to eat too much just after waking up. Tong Junhao finished feeding a bowl of porridge, and his unhappiness dissipated slightly.

Seeing that he put the bowl on the table and didn't intend to leave, Nan Jin thought for a while and said, "I'm fine now, you can go back and rest, you have to go to work tomorrow."

"You chase me away?"

"You can say that you care about you." Although the purpose is to drive you away, who made you always release the air-conditioning to keep people in a frozen state?

The man sat still on the chair, but picked up her hand and held it in the palm of his hand, "I have made progress, I have learned to care about my husband after a fall."

Nan Jin fell, how shameless!
"Is this the rhythm of clapping your hands and celebrating?"

"How come?" The man stroked the gauze on her forehead with his hand, and frowned, "Does it still hurt?"

Before Nan Jin could answer, a nurse came in from outside, "Mr. Tong, you can transfer your wife to the general ward."

Tong Junhao glanced at Nan Jin, who happened to be looking at her, and pondered for a moment, "Okay, I see."

The tubes on her body had been removed during the inspection just now, and the feeling of dead silence was gone.

The night wind was very cold, Tong Junhao wrapped Nan Jin tightly with a quilt, and carried her out of the intensive care unit.

The little nurse stared blankly at Tong Junhao holding her as he walked further and further away, unable to forget how gentle he was to Nan Jin just now.

Just a few minutes ago, she walked over to Fu Nan Jin to get out of bed, and Nan Jin sat up from the bed and lifted the quilt. The next second, the quilt was covered by the man again, "Ye Fengliang, I will carry you over .”

Before Nan Jin stopped him, he let the girl lie on the bed, and Nan Jin wrapped her up twice before hugging her horizontally.

Turning her head, she could hear the man's heartbeat, Nan Jin bit her lip, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Dizzy?" Tong Junhao looked at her under the light of the corridor.

Nan Jin closed her eyes, suppressing the feeling that her heart was beating faster and faster, "When will I be discharged from the hospital?"

"One week."

A mild concussion like this can usually be discharged from the hospital in three days. Since Nan Jin did not find out the cause of her fainting and unconsciousness, her time was extended from three days to one week.

This was Tong Junhao's decision, but, miraculously, no one refused!

"So long!" someone complained.

The man smiled, "Just pass it."

Nan Jin was going to be irritable, "That's a week, not a day, and not an hour!"

"I'll accompany you."

Tong Junhao's gentle voice, like a spring breeze, stopped all the girl's irritability abruptly.

Nan Jin didn't react, and blinked several times in a row before making a sound like an 80s tape recorder, "You, you, what are you talking about?"

The man lowered his head, raised his body slightly while holding her, and inadvertently approached her ear. The thin breath sprayed on the side of her ear, which was a bit sexy and warm. Miss Nan felt that her little heart was not affected. He jumped in control, and when he turned his head, he looked into the man's bottomless eyes, and his warm and charming voice was next to his ear, "I said, I will accompany you."

　Suddenly I feel so warm and warm!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)