Ex-wife, please remarry me

Seeing that she didn't want to drink it, Lu Juncheng just wanted to put down the chicken soup in his hand. After thinking about it, he looked at Song churan and asked, "do you want to divorce?"

Hearing Lu Juncheng's question, song churan's expressionless face was a little more worried.

"What do you mean?"

Seeing that song churan finally had something to worry about, Lu Juncheng felt more confident.

"Do you remember what I said to you before? If you want to divorce me as soon as possible, I advise you to be obedient and drink this bowl of chicken soup. If you don't drink it... "

"I drink!"

Lu Juncheng's words had not finished, but song churan cut them off directly.

"Don't you just want to see me like a puppet? OK, I'll meet your requirements!"

Song churan put his hands on the surface of the bed and tried to push his body up, but he didn't expect that he had no strength all over.

Her hands were too soft to use, and her body was too heavy.

What's wrong with her?

Lost a child, is it difficult for her to become a useless person?

Seeing song churan's disorderly movements, Lu Juncheng quickly put the soup in his hands aside, and then grasped her arm with both hands, saying very seriously.

"Song churan, what are you going to do? The doctor told you not to move. If you have anything, you can tell me

Song churan glared at him with cold eyes.

"Don't you want me to have soup? How do I drink when I lie down? "

Lu Juncheng's face sank when he was told by song churan. He pursed his lips and stared at Song churan's little mouth. Now he really wanted to kiss her impulsively and stop her mouth to save her so much nonsense.

Song churan, who was not comfortable with Lu Juncheng, turned his head to one side, and then saw that the ground beside the bed by the window was full of vases with flowers.

Are these all from others?

Seeing song churan staring at the flowers beside the bed, Lu Juncheng suddenly felt a little embarrassed in his heart.

"These flowers are from others!"

Hearing this, song churan turned his head to look at Lu Juncheng.

She didn't have to think to know how Lu Juncheng would send her flowers!

Song churan feels uncomfortable all over. Lu Juncheng walks awkwardly to the end of the bed, raises the head of the bed a little, and then puts a soft pillow on song churan's back.

Sitting beside the bed, Lu Juncheng holds a bowl, takes a small spoon, scoops a spoonful of soup, blows it, and then hands it to song churan.

"I'll do it myself."

"Can't you be more obedient?"

Lu Juncheng is wringing his brows. He really doesn't understand. He is not easy to be nice to her, so she must be stubborn with herself?

"Mr. Lu, this kind of thing is usually done by servants. Are you sure you can get used to it?"

She didn't want him to be so kind to her. She didn't want him to be so intentional.

But Lu Juncheng seems to be unable to understand song churan's words.

"Open your mouth!"

Song churan was surprised to see that the other side was silent for a long time, and then opened his mouth.

This bowl of soup tastes good, but after drinking it, song churan feels confused.

This marriage, she died for so long, in order to one day she can see her good, can be a little better to her.

But now, he is finally good to her, but did not want to be in such a situation.

After one ectopic pregnancy, the second ectopic pregnancy is very easy.

Therefore, if she wants to be a successful mother like a normal woman, she will suffer much more than other women.

I can't help it. She was born unlucky.

After drinking a bowl of soup, Lu Juncheng goes to the bathroom to squeeze a clean towel and comes to sit on the edge of the bed to wipe song churan's face.

"Miss Tang is also in hospital. You are here to take care of me. What about Miss Tang?"

Lu Juncheng's hand movement, his brow a twist, the expression on the face is very ugly toward song churan looked at two eyes.

He can't understand. Does this woman have to open any pot?

"You are my wife, and taking care of you is what I should do!"

Song churan smiles and doesn't speak.

She turned to look at the vase on the window, in which the pink lilies were blooming brightly.

After thinking about it, song churan turned his head and looked at Lu Juncheng and asked, "where's my mobile phone?"

"What do you want your cell phone to do?"

Lu Juncheng asked, turning around and walking to the front of the tea table, took song churan's mobile phone and handed it to her.

Song churan did not speak, directly sent a text message to Bai Jiaojiao, soon, the other party returned the message.

"You just wake up, don't always play with your mobile phone, have a good rest!"

"Lu Juncheng, do you care too much? If it wasn't for your inaction, would I be lying here now? Do you know how much I've delayed because of you? "

He kindly reminded her to have a good rest. He didn't expect that the other party would talk to him like this.

Lu Juncheng is not in a good mood, but when he thinks of what Bai Jiao said to him, he still suppresses his anger. He looks at Song churan, and after a moment of silence, he asks, "why don't you tell me about your pregnancy in advance?"

Song churan was stunned. She didn't expect that Lu Juncheng would ask such a question.

But

"There are no children. What's the point of asking now? But I can tell you very clearly that even if the child doesn't leave, I will never leave her, because I don't want to give birth to a child for you at all, and I don't want to think about how dereliction of duty your father is when I see him in the future. So, I'm very happy that he can go by himself. At least, don't make me embarrassed! "

"Song churan, you..."

The sneer on her face irritates Lu Juncheng's eyes. Bai jiaoming tells him that she even wants to raise her child by herself, but why does she say these words to him now?

She must see him angry, see him angry at her, her heart just feel happy?

"What? See a woman to you such disappointment, you have no way to accept? But Lu Juncheng, you have to believe that you are really good in the hearts of other women. After all, you are rich and powerful, and you are handsome. How can you be afraid of not finding a woman? You're just in my heart. You're worthless now! "

not to be worth a hair?

Lu Juncheng doesn't say anything. He just stares at Song churan and takes the cold towel to the bathroom to hang.

After coming out, he didn't say anything to song churan. He quietly went to the front of the tea table, picked up the laptop on the desk and began to check the mail in the mailbox.

She deliberately satirized him and stimulated him in the hope that he could be more sensible and stay away from himself.

But did not expect, the other side is still!

Song churan's hands clenched her fists angrily. Then, within a few minutes, she felt the swelling pain on the back of her hands.

When I raised my hand, it turned out that the needle on my hand had run away.

Song churan frowned, then tried to get up a little, raised his hand to pull out the needle.

Although Lu Juncheng is less than three meters away from her, she doesn't want to treat herself as a useless person.

It's very quiet in the room. The movement beside the bed naturally affects Lu Juncheng. As soon as he looks up, Lu Juncheng sees song churan pulling out the needle. He quickly puts down the computer in his hand, and then quickly walks to the front of the bed and grabs song churan's wrist.

"What are you doing?"

Without waiting for song churan to answer, Lu Juncheng's eyes saw that the back of song churan's hand had swollen at the moment.

He twisted his brow, reached out to press the call for help bell at the head of the bed, and then grabbed song churan's hand. He carefully tore off the adhesive tape that fixed the infusion needle on her hand, pulled out the needle, and then pressed it with sterile cotton.

"Can't you tell me about it?"

Song churan thought it was funny.

"Lu Juncheng, do you think I'm a child? When I was in hospital last time, I didn't take good care of myself without you? "

Hearing this, Lu Juncheng turned his head and looked into song churan's eyes.

"Last hospital stay? Why don't I know? "

Song churan cold hook lip smile, and then his hand from Lu Juncheng's hand inside out.

Looking at the pink mark left by the tape on the back of his hand, song churan just glanced at it, then put his hand into the quilt and closed his eyes.

"You..."

Just as Lu Juncheng wanted to ask something, the head nurse outside pushed the door in and asked, "Mrs. Lu? Are you okay? Is there anything wrong? "

Seeing that song churan didn't want to say anything, Lu Juncheng stood up, went to the door and said to the head nurse, "her needle has run away. Help her to prick it again!"

After that, Lu Juncheng went out from one side.

Seeing that Lu Juncheng finally disappeared from under his own eyes, song churan was relieved.

She doesn't want Lu Juncheng to see her like this.

She didn't want him to feel sorry for himself, or for losing his child.

After coming out of the ward, Lu Juncheng thought of what song churan had just said and her eyes. The more he thought about it, the more unhappy he felt.

Taking out his mobile phone, Lu Juncheng calls Qi Huan and asks him to check the medical records of song churan in major hospitals.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Juncheng looks out at the dark sky outside the window and turns to the ward where song churan lives in front of the corridor. After thinking about it, he calls Tang Xin again.

Asked her today's physical condition, although Tang Xin just said a few words not to get in the way, but Lu Juncheng can also hear the other party's tone inside the grievance.

She was not in good health, and now she is still in the hospital. There is no one to accompany her. It's normal for her to feel aggrieved.

But song churan's situation is worse than her now, and, anyway, she is still his wife. He can't leave her regardless of his feelings and reasons.