Husband, Please Stop Flirting

Chen is always smart. He knows what a boy with strong dignity should do to make him obedient and let him go home with himself. In fact, in the first three years, President Chen didn't let Xiaoqiang do anything, "I remember my previous name, but I don't want it anymore. When President Chen took me away, I was no longer the same me as before, so I asked President Chen to give me my current name. Although it sounds like a joke, there was a saying in our countryside that it's easy to live by a cheap name."

"President Chen asked me to protect you, and I will protect you. Miss, if there is danger, I will exchange my life!"

Xiaoqiang said firmly, what kind of a childlike heart is this? As long as you have a little kindness to me, you will get a lot of returns. Feng ChuChu looked at Xiaoqiang and was sad. He put away the medicine box, lowered his head, looked at the lines on the ground and said, "you don't have to do this!" Feng ChuChu said, finding Xiaoqiang's lost face and explained: "There is only one life and one life. Even the kindness of life reconstruction is not worth your life! President Chen, I hope you can live well, rely on yourself and be strong."

"I..." Xiaoqiang had to say something, but the bathroom door suddenly opened.

Lin Zixiang wiped his hair with a towel and glanced at the man who had made contact with him. "Hey, I've been listening to your story for a long time. Hasn't it been my turn to deal with the wound?" Feng ChuChu looked at his face deliberately, sighed helplessly and said, "there's no wound in your hand at all?" Seeing that she was going to put away the medical box, Lin Zixiang quickly sat down in front of her and said, "I flew all the way from China and broke my face for you! Is that what you did to me?"

"People are disfigured!"

Feng ChuChu looked up at Xiaoqiang and said, "go out and sleep for a while. There's no need to stand guard here!"

"But Mr. Chen asked me..." Xiaoqiang took another look at Lin Zixiang, but looked at his joking eyes. "This lady means to let you leave quickly and don't disturb the good things between us. It's not early now. Don't you understand?" Xiaoqiang's face turned red and left hesitantly when he heard this. "Then I won't disturb you!" looking at his back as he ran away, the wind clearly and helplessly patted the wound on Lin Zixiang's fist and forced him to show his teeth.

Lin Zixiang didn't bear to scream directly, which made Xiaoqiang's face red at the door and left without a moment's pause.

"Are you on purpose?" Feng ChuChu was a question, but he didn't want any answer. Lin Zixiang puffed his mouth wrongly and said, "I came all the way here. I know the news of your accident! Are you okay?" knowing that there was no one at the door, Lin Zixiang raised his hand and touched Feng ChuChu's forehead, but she dodged, "How does Si Yeqing protect you!"

Si Yeqing's name was mentioned, like a scab wound in his heart, which was torn open again.

"Don't mention him. Do you think grandma's condition is all right?" Feng clearly changed the topic, simply treated Lin Zixiang's wound, got up and walked to the window. Lin Zixiang saw her escape and didn't chase, but said faintly: "The doctor said that the recent situation has improved obviously, and all indicators have returned to a stable state. Maybe he will wake up during this period. However, it is only possible!" in medicine, there is no 100% probability, and no one is sure.

Lin Zixiang looked at the paper on the bedside table. His eyes narrowed and his chest fluctuated violently.

"Now that you have no problems with your body, why don't you go back to China? If you are around grandma and talk, she may wake up faster!" Lin Zixiang asked tentatively, but looked out of the window at the foggy weather and replied with a bitter smile, "As you saw just now, if I had personal freedom, would I still live in this room for a month?"

She is like a locked up person, although there are many unexpected treatments, but

"Si Yeqing? That guy locked you up! I'll take you now, and I think he can stop me!" Lin Zixiang tried to grasp Feng ChuChu's wrist, but when he touched the skin, he was thrown away by Feng ChuChu, shook his head and said: "It's not him. I don't know many people, President Chen, grandma and doctors. Maybe they think I still have a problem in my heart... I haven't recovered to the state of ordinary people..." Feng said clearly and looked back at Lin Zixiang.

A pair of slender and white hands pointed to the position of the chest and poked hard.

"Zixiang, I seem to be broken here! It seems to be empty. I don't feel at all! Even if I see you or anyone, I won't have emotional fluctuations! You say, is my heart dead!" Feng ChuChu said faintly, looking pitiful. Lin Zixiang grabbed his heart, shook his head and said: "No, you're not dead. It's Si Yeqing who made you like this. Divorce him and go with me!"

Lin Zixiang stepped forward excitedly and held Feng ChuChu's hand.

"I'm ready for the house you said you would buy by the sea. When you get well and grandma's body is almost recovered, I'll transfer her to another hospital. We'll leave these people and things that hurt you. I'll treat you well and let your dead heart live again. Trust me, okay? Clearly, I won't want anything except you!" Lin Zixiang said anxiously, but Feng ChuChu didn't answer. She just stared at the traces on the open space, and her ears seemed to hear nothing.

If a person's heart dies, what will it look like?

In the past, Feng ChuChu always watched TV and movies at home. When the women broke up, they cried and even shed tears and snot. It seemed that Feng ChuChu's heart was a little blocked and wept for the people in the play. But now, Feng ChuChu knows that those are false. If a person's heart really dies, he doesn't even have the strength to cry.

It's like a person without any thoughts. Living is like a walking corpse. Looking at the changing time in front of him every day, the sun rises and the moon sets, but he doesn't expect what will happen tomorrow. He lives mechanically without any power.