Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Early in the morning, the hospital ward.

Fu Mingzhu woke up with a snow-white wall above and a potion smell on her nose.

Her eyes moved bitterly, her throat was dry and uncomfortable... She remembered last night only a few seconds later.

At this time, Lan Yu's voice sounded in his ear, "are you still uncomfortable? You washed your stomach last night."

Her face froze, then she stopped looking at him.

Lan Yu, too, looked at her and waited for her to speak.

Fu Mingzhu closed her eyes and said, "you can leave."

Immediately, her hand was caught by him. He whispered, "do you drink water? Are you hungry? The nurse said you can eat something light. If you're okay in the morning, you can leave the hospital in the afternoon."

Her whole body was soft and weak. She didn't want to see him or hear him, so she just pinned her face to the other side.

Lan Yu stared into her eyes, endured his temper, and whispered, "then drink some water first, and then some porridge. I asked the cook of Lan Kwai Fong to cook it, and it was still hot."

Then he went to pour a cup of warm water, sat by the bed, helped her up, put her head on his shoulder, "drink water."

Fu Mingzhu was stubborn, but he was really dying, so he took two small sips, but he coughed out because he was uncomfortable in his stomach.

Lan Yu didn't dislike it at all. He took a paper towel to wipe it for her, fed her a few mouthfuls, and then stared at her carefully: "you'd better drink less and eat some porridge."

He took a pillow, leaned against her back, leaned against the head of the bed, went to the small kitchen, filled a bowl of porridge, brought it over and fed her personally.

Fu Mingzhu refused to eat. She looked at him and said in a low voice, "go, really Lanyu."

He continued to feed her porridge as if he hadn't heard it. "After eating the porridge, take a rest. I'll let the doctor show you. If there's no problem, we'll leave the hospital."

She lost her temper: "I said I didn't need you. Lan Yu, do you understand?"

He looked at her and said softly, "Fu Mingzhu, why don't I understand?"

He narrowed his eyes. "Don't you just hate that little white face? When I free my hand, I'll kill him, your heart will probably die and won't think of him."

Fu Mingzhu stared at him, a little cold, and then she knocked over the hot porridge in his hand.

The porridge was very hot and made red marks on the back of his hands, but he seemed to have no feeling. He took a paper towel and wiped his hands clean. He cleaned up the hospital bed and brought a bowl of porridge.

This time, he stared into her eyes and spoke slowly: "Fu Mingzhu, if you dare to knock over and don't eat again, I promise Wen Jingfan's office will fire him. If you want to be with him, Mr. Wen's family will lose their jobs. At that time, you are going to sit at the intersection with him and drink the West and north wind, or are you willing to feed him. Yes, I can't help you, It can't hurt your career. "

He said, pinching her chin very lightly, but his eyes were cold.

Fu Mingzhu said coldly, "you are despicable."

He smiled softly, "really? It's not too late for you to send these two words to me when I solve the problem of Wen. "

Fu Mingzhu suddenly stopped his face. "Lan Yu, what do you want?"

He looked at her sad look, reached out and touched her face, whispered, "I just want you to continue to love me."