Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"I just looked at him outside."

Feng Ying frowned, passed him and walked straight forward, "I won't disturb him."

"No!"

Zhan Yang was a little anxious and stood in front of her again. "This is the order of the officer. Before he wakes up, Miss Feng is not allowed to approach his ward!"

“……”

Feng Ying's pretty face sank and his fierce eyes swept over. Zhan Yang looked straight at her and felt empty. He didn't dare to look into her eyes. Then he heard her faint opening way, "I won't do anything to him while he was asleep. Since he doesn't want to see me so much, forget it. I'll have a rest and remember to inform me when he wakes up."

Zhan Yang breathed a sigh of relief, "no problem."

Feng Ying returned to the ward and lay down.

Zhan Yang closes the door and leaves quickly.

As soon as he left his front foot, Feng Ying jumped out of bed and slipped out secretly. He followed Zhan Yang like a thief.

Because of something hidden in his heart, he didn't notice a small tail behind him and went straight to the ICU ward on the upper floor.

Through the thick glass, Feng Ying finally saw the unconscious pool banquet.

He lay quietly on the hospital bed, his face as white as paper, like a beautiful and exquisite crystal doll.

Feng Yingru was struck by lightning, "how could this happen?"

"Miss Feng."

Seeing her holding the glass and looking straight at the pool banquet inside, Zhanyang had no choice but to have a headache and simply didn't hide it.

"Sir, it is estimated that he will have to stay in the ICU for two or three days to get out of the danger period. He specially told me not to let you know this. Why do you have to..."

At last, he sighed deeply.

Feng Ying's snow-white teeth clenched her lips. She wanted to laugh, but the crystal tears swirled in her eyes.

"Chi Yan, you love me, don't you?"

of course.

Zhan Yang nodded silently.

Sir has never been a good man. On the contrary, after more than ten years of licking blood at the edge of the knife and respecting the strong, his mind is colder and colder than ordinary people.

Only Fengying can melt his iron heart into a pool of water.

Even for her, he can leave everything, fame, status, and even... Life!

"Sorry..."

Feng Ying's trembling hand, separated by a layer of glass, depicts the outline of his facial features.

Crying and crying, she suddenly smiled again and sobbed, "but you are really a fool. No one has told you that you must tell her to pay for a person? Otherwise, how would she know? I don't like you to do good without leaving a name."

"Fool, fool..."

Looking at this scene, Zhan Yang sighed, walked forward and advised, "Miss Feng, the situation of the officer is not as bad as you think. He can wake up in only two or three days. You still have injuries. Go and have a rest first. Once the officer wakes up, I'll inform you immediately."

"No." Feng Ying shook his head and said stubbornly, "I'll keep him here."

Zhan Yang's dissuasion is invalid and can only agree.

Such a guard is two days and one night.

In the process, Feng Ying put on isolation clothes and quietly helped Chi Yan for treatment.

In this way, he recovered faster and transferred to the general ward the next day.

When the last afterglow of the sunset dissipated, Chi Yan's eyelashes trembled and gradually regained consciousness.

He slowly opened his eyes to meet him, not the boundless darkness, but the surprised eyes of Feng Ying.

He gazed greedily at her face, too late to wonder how he could see it again.