Cold Wife, Never Try to Escape

Fu Jin woke up an hour later. Looking at the changed environment, he remembered that he suddenly lost consciousness at the door of the operating room. There was no too much strange. He got up, put on his shoes and went out.

"Sister in law, what are you doing?" Su Tingfu, who was guarding her, hurried out of the ward with her.

"Where's your big brother? I want to see it. "

"Here, right here." Qin Yong and Xing Youliang, who stood in front of the ICU window and looked inside, shouted here.

Fu Jin quickly walked to them and looked at the hospital bed in the glass window. Su Tinghe slept quietly on the hospital bed, covered with a snow-white quilt, and his thick short hair was wrapped in snow-white gauze. Those usually deep dark eyes are tightly closed at the moment, and the handsome face is obviously pale. With a breathing mask on his face, Fu Jin could hardly see him breathing through the window.

"... can I go in with him?" Fu Jin didn't look back, but his eyes always fell on the people inside.

"... I'll ask the doctor." Qin Yong said, and Xing Youliang went to the doctor's office

With the doctor's permission, Fu Jin put on a blue disinfection suit and entered the ICU wearing a mask. Various instruments inside are ringing, reminding Fu Jin that the man is still alive. Slowly walked to the hospital bed and looked down carefully. Fu Jin felt that he had never looked at Su Tinghe so patiently. He pulled a chair and sat in front of the hospital bed. He didn't dare to touch him easily. She didn't know if there were any other wounds on Su Tinghe. She was afraid that she might accidentally touch the wound and hurt him.

"Su Tinghe, can you hear me?" Carefully close to him, Fu Jin said softly, staring at Su Tinghe's face for a moment.

"You promised that I would protect myself. How do you explain now? Su Tinghe, I don't know what you have experienced and why you were so badly hurt. But I know you're not for yourself. You have a just reason, don't you? " Raised her hand and touched his green beard chin. Fu Jin's hand was very cold. Touching Su Tinghe's face made her feel a lot more secure in her heart.

"I seem to have a hunch that you are in danger, Su Tinghe. My heart hurt badly this morning. You'll be hurt then! " Fu Jin took his hand back. The good-looking Danfeng eyes stared at the man with the breathing mask and said to himself.

"When will you wake up? I don't know how long I stood at the door of the operating room or how long I waited. I don't want to be so scared and helpless in front of them. I don't want them to see how useless your woman is. Will you wake up? I, in fact, really scared... Didn't you say you would protect me all my life? Then please get better quickly. Don't make me worry. Don't make me think you are a dishonest person. "

Several people in the corridor quietly looked at Fu Jin inside and couldn't hear her voice. They only saw her lowering her head and talking to Su Tinghe. Everyone was moved at this moment.

All along, Fu Jin gave them the impression of a cold-hearted little girl. For the relationship between the two people, I feel that Su Tinghe is always enthusiastic. At this moment, they saw Fu Jin's dependence on Su Tinghe, the irreplaceable delivery with deep love. Everyone was moved silently. They all hoped that the lying person would wake up quickly and let the sad girl sitting there come out of the pain quickly

Fu Jin always insisted on staying inside. People outside couldn't help being tired and went to the ward next door to have a rest. Fu Jin, on the other hand, fell asleep on the edge of the hospital bed when it was close to dawn.

Su Tinghe woke up from a headache. The scene in front of him changed from fuzzy to clear, making him realize that he was in the hospital. He led a team to carry out the mission and crossed the southwest border. More than ten cross-border terrorists were wiped out. In the final suppression, a mob sounded its bomb. Two soldiers around him were knocked down by him, but he himself was wounded by flying shrapnel.

Before being carried on the plane, in his vague consciousness, he seemed to hear Fu Jin calling his name. The voice sounded very sad. He was anxious to find the source of the sound, but fell into a coma the next second. Looking at the snow-white ceiling and various instruments on one side, Su Tinghe wanted to raise his hand and take off the lower cover. Only then did he realize that the hand in the quilt was held by someone.

"...." her eyes dropped, and the little girl in blue disinfection clothes lay down beside her bed. Through the mask, Su Tinghe could still see that her little face was a little pale, her red phoenix eyes were closed, and now there was a faint shadow. There was a crystal tear on the curled long eyelashes.

There was a feeling of heartache, guilt and a touch of joy in my heart. The tears must be for him! The girl never shed tears easily. Even if she was sad, she was cold and light. At this moment, he felt happy. Staring at Fu Jin in his sleep with love and doting, he forgot the bursts of pain from his head.

"... you, you're awake!" Fu Jin seemed to feel that the big hand he held moved, and an exciting spirit woke up. Looking at the Su Tinghe staring at himself, he was startled at first, and then shouted in surprise.

"Do you hurt? where are you not feeling well? I'll call a doctor right away! " Fu Jin hurriedly asked, stood up, let go of Su Tinghe's hand, turned and ran out.

"..." this child, Su Tinghe is not willing to look at her back. I don't know that doctors are not as effective as you!

Su Tinghe woke up, and the experts quickly gave him a comprehensive examination. Finally, it was confirmed that there was no danger before he was transferred to the advanced ward. After waking up, Su Tinghe still told the dean and experts not to spread the news of his hospitalization, let alone easily disturb his family.

The advanced ward is like a hotel, and there is a kitchen. Su Tingyu and Aini didn't go back to rest next door last night. At this time, they cooked some porridge in the kitchen and brought it out. Qin Yong and Xing Youliang bought steamed stuffed bun oil cakes. Su Tinghe couldn't eat for the time being. Fu Jin fed him some water and saw that he slept safely before he went to eat.

"Little sister-in-law, the doctor said, my big brother will be fine when he wakes up. Don't worry too much." Seeing the fatigue on Fu Jin's face, Su Tinghe knew that she was worried. Su Tinghe sat next to her and comforted her in a low voice.

"Yes, sister-in-law, the boss has suffered more serious injuries than here. He's dying! Can't die! " Xing Youliang was kicked by Qin Yong just after saying that.

"And serious injuries?" Fu Jin raises his head and looks at Qin Yongzheng staring at Xing Youliang. He has some doubts in his heart.

"... hehe, don't listen to him nonsense!" Qin Yong said to Fu jinyile, "I was shot in the chest a few years ago."

"..." Fu Jin thought of the scars on Su Tinghe. She remembered clearly that there was a scar on his chest next to his heart

Several people had not finished eating. As soon as the door of the ward opened, Li Xiao rushed in