Mr General doted on his sweet wife

The young master has always been indifferent to his feelings. Chen Qi knows that he is too lazy to use his emotions to anyone. Xia Jiu is the one who uses his emotions the most. Therefore, Chen Qi will plead with Xia Jiu.

Xia Jiu's voice was slightly stiff for a moment: "since he doesn't like people around him, I don't need to go."

Chen Qi said, "Miss Xia, go and get your shawl back. I've had it cleaned just now, so I won't have to send it specially next time. "

This one is.

Although the shawl is not a very valuable thing, it is not like a thing to stay in Shen Muhan's side.

Xia nine nodded and said, "good."

"Miss Xia, please follow me." Chen Qi leads the way ahead.

The shawl was placed in Shen Muhan's ward, and Xia Jiu stepped in. Although his ward was large, his hospital bed was placed in a clear position. At a glance, you could see the man lying on the bed with instruments all over his body. On the screen beside him, the digital indications of his body were displayed.

The man still closed his eyes and mouth and looked bored.

He had no clothes on, and Xia Jiu had never looked at him carefully before. Every time his eyes touched his abdominal muscles, he would subconsciously avoid them.

Now not in his eyes, summer nine see no burden, she found that his skin, mottled crisscross with a variety of old and new scars.

On the contrary, some of the scarring did not disappear.

"Your young master, often injured?" Summer nine droops the eye to go down, asked a light ground.

"It's better now. I used to get hurt a lot. In the past, many and heavy tasks were inevitable. " Chen Qi said casually.

Xia Jiu approached a few steps and saw Shen Muhan's face pale to the extreme. Although he was not dead, he seemed to be close to death.

Xia Jiu remembered that when he was injured, he was wearing a special uniform, and his mission was to protect the country?

Then it seems that he should not curse him for dying early. Although he is very harsh on himself, his life seems to have great significance for others.

Well, Xia Jiu takes back the feeling that he is dying. He is still alive.

What's more, it seems that as long as he doesn't appear in front of him, he does not come to provoke himself.

Chen Qi handed his shawl hands to Xia Jiu: "Miss Xia."

Xia Jiu reached out and held it in his hand. The shawl was soaked with blood. Now it has been cleaned up completely, and there is no residue on it.

"Then I'll go." Xia Jiu put the shawl into the bag and turned around and left.

But the wrist was suddenly caught, holding her with great strength.

Xia Jiu turns around and finds that the person holding him is not Chen Qi, but Shen Muhan.

Just now that strength is so strong, she subconsciously thought it was Chen Qi who wanted to stay, but she didn't expect that it would be Shen Muhan.

Isn't he still in a coma? Where did you get that strength?

Chen Qi was stunned.

Xia Jiu's delicate eyebrows and eyes frowned. He stretched out his hand to break Shen Muhan's fingers. His fingers just unconsciously grasped her wrist. As soon as he grasped it, it was as if it had been burned together and couldn't be broken off at all.

On the hospital bed, Shen Muhan's eyes did not open, and the body indications on the side of the screen were also very stable, and no changes could be seen.

Chen Qi quickly brought a chair to Xia Jiu and said, "Miss Xia, why don't you stay here for a while? I think young master I think I need you

"I said I was busy." Xia Jiugen didn't intend to stay. Would he stay here and throw a check on his face when he woke up?

She's not in the mood to continue to deal with this man.

"But the young master's hand can't be broken, and we can't cut off his fingers or your wrists." Chen Qi was also helpless.

Xia Jiujiu, who had to sit down first, was so confused that she had no choice but to wake up.

But when she sat down, she found that there was hardly any movement in the man. Except for the hand that held his wrist, the rest of him was still calm.

The liquid medicine and oxygen were flowing into his body in an orderly way, but the look on his face did not recover.

Xia Jiu bored to see his appearance, he does not play rogue, also do not take money to hit people, in fact, the appearance is passable, on the good-looking eyebrows also less domineering, more a few children like quiet.

Moreover, she found that his eyelashes were very long and thick. No wonder he always felt his eyes were as deep as the sea and their color was like ink. I'm afraid these long eyelashes added luster to him.

If he had such thick long eyelashes and such a pair of eyes, no matter what kind of face they put on, it would be very difficult to look ugly.

He was so absorbed in seeing that his eyes, with their long tails, suddenly opened up, dark as ink. Before Xia Jiu could react, Shen Muhan jumped out of bed and pressed Xia Jiu onto the bed.His arm is under Xia Jiu's neck, a standard backhand grab that can be used as a model, which makes Xia Jiu's throat ache with a tender voice: "how painful!"

Xia Jiu was stunned by the sudden change, not only in his throat, but also in his wrists, arms, throat, long hair and scalp pain.

In Shen Muhan's dark eyes, he regained a trace of clarity and reason, and his consciousness came together. It seemed that he remembered that this was not a task or a time for life and death.

He lowered his eyes, was captured by his own girl, pain has been deformed, but still difficult to hide her delicate charm, even if the rain blows away, the beautiful flowers are still difficult to cover its delicate.

Shen Muhan let go.

Xia Jiu coughed incessantly, and her throat was pressed by his arm. She almost thought that she was going to die, or his hand was slightly loose for a while, so she could say a good pain.

Even the sound of coughing choked Xia Jiu's tears. She had never been beaten like this. Just then, it seemed that all the bones of her body were broken.

She's really full. She's going to pass by and get a shawl.

She has a lot of shawls. What's great about losing one or two? She knew it would be a detour.

Xia Jiu was aggrieved and painful, and her tears fell down.

Tears are not only brought by physical pain, but also brought by psychological grievances. Once a drop is dropped, those behind will continue to come out as if opening a brake.