Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

The closed door of the ward was suddenly broken open by the bodyguard guarding outside. The party rushed in directly and asked nervously, "Miss Gina, what happened?"

"Call the doctor quickly..." Gina yelled. Mrs. Woodson couldn't laugh or cry. She quickly shook her head and explained, "Gina, I'm ok. You see I'm not bleeding. Don't call the doctor in the middle of the night..."

"How could it be all right? If I didn't wake up just now, you would have killed yourself by cutting your wrist with a fruit knife! " Gina said anxiously, as the bodyguards heard, a heart came up to her throat.

"I didn't..." Mrs. Woodson also wanted to retort. Someone had gone to the doctor, and some bodyguards began to call Feng Xun to report the incident.

The man who had been caught by the bodyguard arranged by Feng Xun at the door could have got the chance to leave. When he heard the news from the ward that Mrs. Woodson was going to cut her wrist and commit suicide, he couldn't care more and rushed in with others.

But his figure was stopped by several tall bodyguards. He couldn't get close to Mrs. Woodson at all. He could only watch from a distance through the gap, and his throat was a little tight.

Several times he wanted to go forward, but he was stopped outside the crowd and could only look at her like this. Just like before, when he heard that she had been kidnapped and rescued and arranged to recuperate in this hospital, he could only sneak to inquire about the news and take a look at her from a distance

Looking at her face red and swollen but distressed but powerless, looking at her pale look and weak body, want to come forward to give her a hug

At this time, the medical staff also rushed over. When they saw so many people in the ward, they quickly waved them away and said, "we can't leave so many people in the ward. Let's go!"

Gina, Mrs. Woodson's second daughter, nodded and whispered to the bodyguards, "OK, you all go out and watch!"

The bodyguards retreated one by one, and no one noticed when the man in a white shirt hiding behind the bodyguard had gone into the bathroom in the ward.

After the medical staff checked Mrs. Woodson to make sure she wasn't hurt, they whispered a few words to Gina.

Gina nodded and answered. The man who had been hiding was watching Gina chatting with the medical staff. Then she quietly approached Mrs. Woodson on the bed and whispered, "why?"

At first, Mrs. Woodson was leaning against the head of the bed with her eyes closed. Suddenly, she heard a male voice coming into her ears. She couldn't believe the familiar.

She opened her eyes slowly. A face that was familiar and strange came into her eyes, but she was shocked enough that she could not move her eyes.

"You..." Mrs. Woodson shook her head and rubbed her eyes. She thought she was wrong: "it's impossible..."

She is not in a dream, certainly not, because she pinches her own pain, and in front of this man, actually standing in front of his bed.

But she clearly saw that his blood was all over the ground

"Tell me, I didn't dream..." murmured Mrs. Woodson.

"EVA, this is not a dream!" In front of the man, once again slowly opened his mouth, took the initiative to go forward, took her hand, word by word softly said: "you look at me..."

Under the guidance of the man, she slowly reaches out her hand and caresses his face. It's warm, and with his palm, she puts it in his heart. She feels his clear and powerful heartbeat

She did not dream, and standing in front of her, is a living him!

"Darren, why..." Mrs. Woodson looked at him blankly. She couldn't believe her eyes.

"Shh..." darumby made a silent gesture in front of her. He didn't rush to explain to her. Instead, he pointed to the fruit knife on the side and frowned and asked, "EVA, tell me first, why do you want to do this? Why did you commit suicide? "

"I..." Mrs. Woodson was stunned, looked at the fruit knife, shook her head and said with a bitter smile, "no, I'm not as brave as you think. I don't even have the courage to commit suicide..."

There was a layer of mist in her eyes. Darren sighed. Finally, he stretched out his arms, hugged her in his arms, stroked her hair, and constantly comforted: "no, you have always been beautiful and brave... Your heart is very strong, you have to believe in yourself... Remember what you said to me, Death can't solve any problem... Suicide is also a sign of cowardice... "

With this warm embrace, Mrs. Woodson seemed to come out of that terrible dream, but she was still in tears.

He is the only one who knows her best in the world!

Gina, seeing off the medical staff, suddenly sees a strange man holding his mother in his arms. She can't help but get a fright. She angrily steps forward and pulls away the man holding her mother. She looks alert and asks, "who are you and why do you break into my mother's ward?"

Without waiting for him to answer, Gina immediately picked up the fruit knife and pointed it at Darren in front of her. She frowned and warned, "don't move. Stand there. Don't blame me for being rude if you take another step forward..."

"Gina, put down your fruit knife!" Mrs. Woodson, too, could not help crying, and hastily roared at the top of her voice.

Darren also reluctantly spread his hands and explained in a low voice: "your name is Gina, right? I'm your mother's friend. I'm here to visit her..."

"Well, if you are really my mother's friend, why haven't I seen you before?" Gina doesn't believe these people who claim to be her mother's friends now. She sneers and says, "I see you sneak in in the middle of the night with impure motives."

"I just heard that your mother will leave here tomorrow, so I want to give her one last look..." Darren sighed in a low voice. His eyes fell on the fruit knife in Gina's hand and walked slowly in front of her: "fortunately, I'm here tonight..."

"Stop, don't come forward!" Gina didn't expect that the man in front of her was so brave that when she saw her fruit knife against him, she would come forward stubbornly.

As the tip of her knife touched Darren's clothes, Mrs. Woodson saw the terrible situation of blood flowing from his chest. She snapped, "Zina, let go. He's really a friend who came to see me!"

For the first time, Gina heard her mother speak to her in such a severe and nervous tone. Thinking of what the doctor had just told her, she could only put down the fruit knife and glared at the man. She went back to the bed and sat down, frowned and said, "Mom, I think the man's whereabouts are really suspicious. I don't know how he got through the bodyguards, so she slipped in..."