My husband loves me too much

Chapter 137 145. I seem to have a dream.

Mu Hua looked at the ceiling blankly, as if she didn't know where she was.

She only woke up for a few minutes. After the doctor checked her body and gave her fluids, she fell asleep again.

Bo Qijin patiently listened to the precautions the doctor said, nodded to show that he understood, politely sent the doctor away, closed the door, walked slowly back to the hospital bed, looked at the woman's pale face expressionlessly, and remained silent for a long, long time. No superfluous actions.

It wasn't until Mu Hua in her sleep frowned, unconsciously waving her left hand in the air, very uneasy, as if trying to grab something, that Bo Qijin took two steps forward, leaned over and held her hand.

Mu Hua grabbed it and didn't let it go.

Compared with Bo Qijin's hand, her hand is very small, with white skin and slender fingers, she only holds one finger of Bo Qijin.

Bo Qijin looked down for a while, did not forcefully open it, but pulled a chair to sit beside the hospital bed, and turned the phone to silent.

This sitting is most of the day.

Qin Shi bought his lunch and put it in the lounge first. When he went to the ward, he walked lightly and spoke with his voice pressed down.

"Mr. Bo, I'm here to help Miss Mu look at the infusion bottle, you go and eat something."

Mr. Bo didn't eat last night and stayed up all night. It was already past one in the afternoon.

"Leave first."

"But……"

Bo Qijin asked Qin Shi to whisper, "I can't eat like this, so make me a cup of tea."

Only then did Qin Shi notice the hands they held together, as if... Miss Mu initiated it.

How much strength a sleeping person can have, Boss, you can't bear to just talk about it.

"Okay," Qin Shi went to make tea.

Mu Hua slept for four hours, it's time to wake up.

The eyes slowly opened, closed, and opened again after a while. The long and curly eyelashes fluttered like two small fans.

The white ceiling, the pungent disinfectant, the silence, and the sound of breathing will be amplified.

Here is the hospital.

Mu Hua figured out where she was, moved her numb body, and inadvertently glanced sideways, just in time to meet the man's gaze.

Those deep eyes are like a quiet lake.

Mu Hua's lips parted slightly, and she murmured softly, "I seem to... have a dream."

Bo Qijin asked, "What did you dream about?"

Mu Hua thought for a long time.

"……forgotten."

Bo Qijin didn't ask too deeply, as if he asked politely only because Mu Hua mentioned it, but actually he didn't really want to know what Mu Hua had dreamed about.

"...Miaomiao her?"

"She's fine, maybe she's too sleepy, and she's sleeping in the lounge next door."

"……Oh."

It's fine.

Although Xia Miaomiao's sister is very unreliable, she is a good sister. Of course, the main reason is that there are not many Mu Hua sisters and she is too lazy to meet new friends.

"Savior," Mu Hua said with a terrible headache and weak voice, "I want to drink water."

Bo Qijin didn't move, and said calmly, "Then let go of your hands."

Mu Hua:? ? ? ?

Mu Hua turned her head to look to the left, with her hands outside the quilt, she could easily see the crime scene.

And it looked like she was holding on to him.

Is she out of her mind?

"That..." Mu Hua could only smile awkwardly, "I'm sorry, my hands are numb, you can take them out by yourself."

Bo Qijin was not polite either.

He stood up, rubbed his shoulders, and poured a glass of boiled water to the right temperature before feeding it to Mu Hua.

Mu Hua leaned in the man's arms, and she regained consciousness after being fed something in her mouth. It was very painful, and she instinctively wanted to vomit it out.

"Do you want me to feed you in a different way before you are willing to take medicine obediently?"

(End of this chapter)