Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Lin Qian's fingers touched her face and stayed there for a long time——

When Tang Yao received the news, it was an hour later.

He looked at Lin Qian and frowned: "how could she be with you?"

Lin Qian took out the photos in the drawer and threw them in front of Tang Yao. He said quietly, "I have to ask you."

Those photos fell like snowflakes. Tang Yao only looked at them and turned pale.

Lin Qian said coldly, "if you can't love her well, it's better to let her go. Don't you find her unhappy, Tang Yao?"

Tang Yao didn't say anything. He just collected the photos and burned them with a lighter.

Lin Qian looked at him quietly: "these have been engraved in her heart. You can't burn them."

"Will you go out? I want to be alone with her for a while." Tang Yao's voice was very calm.

Lin Qian's face was somewhat depressed. "This is a hospital. She is very weak. I warn you to exercise restraint as a medical worker."

Tang Yao's thin lips pursed into a straight line, "she is my wife, I know the measure."

Lin Qian left anyway.

The door closed and Tang Yao went to the hospital bed.

Fu ran woke up, opened his eyes and looked at him, but he didn't look at him.

Tang Yao's heart hurt. He squatted by the bed and grabbed her hand. His voice was hoarse: "Fu ran, I didn't talk to her..."

She still looked at her, but gently pulled back her hand.

She was very weak, and every movement was very difficult, but no matter how difficult it was, she firmly took her hand away from his palm bit by bit.

Tang Yao hung his eyes and his thin lips trembled

Fu ran still looked at him. Maybe she didn't look at him.

She didn't wake up, her eyes were not anxious, she just rejected his temperature.

nothing more.

Tang Yao was half kneeling, unwilling to hold her palm in his hand, and drew close to his face.

She couldn't break away, just quiet, and her breathing was shallow, like losing her soul.

In the middle of the night, Fu ran began to have a high fever. Lin Qian was busy giving medicine, injections and drops all night. Fu ran occasionally opened her eyes, but she never spoke or responded to Tang Yao.

She seems to have lost her vitality.

Three days later, Fu ran really woke up and lost a lot of weight.

She opened her eyes and looked at the magnified handsome face in front of her.

This is her husband, but she doesn't feel warm at all.

"Ran Ran." Tang Yao put his hand on her forehead: "it's not hot at last."

Fu ran closes his eyes and doesn't want to see his overly concerned eyes, because she feels a little ironic.

Half a ring, she whispered, "did you see the picture?"

Tang Yao's throat seems to be blocked

Finally.

He nodded heavily. What he wanted to say was blocked by Fu ran: "don't explain, I don't want to hear."

She didn't cry. She just didn't want to talk to him. She just wanted to be alone.

Tang Yao looked at her and his thin lips moved, but he couldn't make a sound in the end.

Fu ran stayed in the hospital for another two days. During this period, she didn't say a word to Tang Yao. Even if he revolved around her every day, she thought he didn't exist.

On the morning of her discharge, Tang Yao went to go through the formalities, and Lin Qian came in.

Fu ran sat on the hospital bed and looked out of the window. She probably knew it was Lin Qian from the sound of footsteps. She whispered, "Lin Qian, do you think I have special courage?"