My Paranoid Crippled Husband

At night.

Si Han's eyes, which had been closed, suddenly opened and looked at Yan Qingning, who was resting on his arm. His eyes were gentle again bit by bit.

He had a dream. A terrible dream.

In the dream, Yan Qingning was lying on the ground covered with blood, and her breathing was weak.

Open your eyes.

He found that she was still lying beside him unharmed, and the feeling of recovery spread an unspeakable taste in his heart.

Fortunately, it's just a dream.

Otherwise, maybe you'll really go crazy.

"Hmm..." in her sleep, Yan Qingning didn't know what she had dreamed. She turned around and hugged Si Han's waist, and the cerebellar bag melon kept rubbing against his arms.

Si Han always felt the heartstrings moving for her unconscious provocation. If she hadn't been asleep at the moment, she would have done something.

"Sugar gourd... Strawberry sugar gourd..."

"Sugar gourd?" Si Hanjun's eyebrows moved slightly, and he began to put her dream words in his heart. "I dreamed of sugar gourd in my dream, didn't I? Would you like to eat it?"

"Ah woo." Yin Qingning bit Si Han's sexy thin lip, and couldn't help licking it twice.

"What's the smell?" Perhaps even Si Han didn't notice how soft and doting his tone was when he asked such a question. "Sweet?"

"Sweet..." Yan Qingning murmured, then turned around and began to fall asleep again.

"Sneak on me." Si Han touched the place she had just bitten, which was meaningful. "Unconscious sneak attacks are sometimes the most terrible."

Suddenly, the phone vibrated. Although there was no sound, it sounded particularly clear in this late night.

Si Han picked up the phone with one hand and glanced at the text message.

[Mo: Yin Zheng, safe. His father died of illness last month, and his mother died when he was five.]

After reading this message, his deep eyes gradually darkened.

Safe?

But why do you always think the timing of the appearance of Yin Zheng is too coincidental? Why, I always feel that he is not as simple as it seems?

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In the morning, with the first ray of sunshine, Yan Qingning slowly woke up from her sleep.

She subconsciously touched the position around her. She didn't react until she felt empty. Today is not a weekend, so Si Han should have gone to the group by now.

After a simple wash, she chose a set of work clothes and changed them. Then she went downstairs for breakfast.

"Good morning, grandma." While greeting, the kitchen aunt brought a carefully prepared breakfast. "I made your favorite pancake fruit today."

"Thank you." Yin Qingning sat at the table, picked up breakfast and began to eat slowly. "Si Han, did he leave early?"

"The young master said that the group had a morning meeting today." No matter how specific, the kitchen aunt is not very clear. "But she left after breakfast. Grandma and grandma don't need to worry about anything."

"I'm not worried." Yin Qingning seems to have been used to not having Si Han around after waking up, and he has been used to walking very early every day. "He's gone to the group, and he's not going out to play. If I'm too worried, I'm not free. I'm very stingy?"

"Grandma is not stingy at all." The kitchen aunt was gratified to see that grandma and grandma ate very delicious. "Is grandma going out later?"

"Yes." Yin Qingning really wants to go out. It's unclear when she will come back. "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing. I just made dessert for grandma and grandma and ate it on the way." The kitchen aunt turned back to the kitchen and brought out a small plate of sugar gourd. "Thinking that if it is eaten on the road, it is not suitable to have a sign, so they are made into this kind of packaging bag, which is also convenient to eat."

"Sugar gourd?" Yin Qingning is more or less surprised when she sees sugar gourd. "Why did you suddenly make me sugar gourd?"

"I don't know." The kitchen aunt put the sugar gourd bag next to grandma and grandma, and then opened her mouth slowly. "It was ordered by the young master. She said it was because she wanted to eat sugar gourd."

"I want to eat candied haws?" Yin Qingning didn't understand what this meant. But she took it. "I'll eat on the way later..."

Buzzing

"Wait a minute, I'll answer the phone." Yin Qingning put down her breakfast and answered the phone. "Doctor Xiaobai, I just want to find you."

"Your father's eyes moved a little today." Doctor Bai Mo's voice sounded a little excited. "This is a sign of awakening. Would you like to come?"

"Really? I'll go now." About her father, Yan Qingning didn't delay a second, so she immediately grabbed her bag and left!

As soon as she heard that her father was going to wake up, she could no longer control her heart. She has been looking forward to this day for a long time! From her father's coma to now, for half a year, her heart has always been carrying it.

Along the way, her speed was so fast that she didn't even notice it.

From Qianlong bay villa to Lin's Hospital, it usually takes 40 minutes to arrive in more than 20 minutes.

"How's my father?" As soon as Yin Qingning opened the door, she found that her father, who had always closed his eyes, was looking straight at the ceiling! "Dad!"

She blurted out the title, and then her eyes turned red. "Dad, can you hear me?"

"Don't be so excited." Doctor Bai Mo came to Yan Qingning and calmed her temporarily. "He's been looking at the ceiling with his eyes open for a while. It's estimated that it will take some time to recover."

"Just, look at it like this?" Yan Qingning took a slightly heavy step and walked towards there step by step. I didn't rest assured until I saw my father blink. "I thought something new happened..."

"But there's one thing I want to tell you." Dr. Bai Mo also thought for a long time before telling her the news. "Generally speaking, patients open their eyes to wake up, but your father's condition is somewhat special. Even if they open their eyes, they still look like they are subconscious."

"What does that mean?" Yin Qingning came to her father's bed and held his father's hand. "You mean he's still not fully awake, is he?"

"So I say it takes time to wake up his brain, or let him wake up his own brain."

"I don't quite understand." Yan Qingning, who had always been calm, completely lost his judgment at this moment. "In other words, it still takes time, doesn't it?"

"Yes, it still takes time." Dr. Bai Mo can only tell the truth. "Maybe he'll have to stay like this for a while."