Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Lu Xiaomei returned to the hospital. She stood outside the ward and didn't push the door in. She thought that she must have been caught in the door and would come back here.

She turned and was about to leave. The nurse who often drugged Fu zhengci pushed the car past her and looked at her with a smile, "Miss Lu, you're back. The one inside is waiting to see through."

Then she smiled at her.

Lu Xiaomei scratched her head in embarrassment. Her voice was so loud that Fu zhengci must have heard it. She said, "you are a nurse and are so happy that the patient is back?"

The nurse looked embarrassed. "We hope you will live a long and healthy life, but the one inside still hopes you will come back early."

Lu Xiaomei watched the nurse leave. She hesitated outside the door for a while. After all, she pushed the door in.

In the ward, the bright light came in from the window and fell on the hospital bed. The man sitting at the head of the bed looked at her in a picturesque way. The eagerness and persistence in her eyes made her heart tremble slightly.

He had never looked at her so warmly.

She lowered her eyelids slightly, walked slowly to her hospital bed and sat down. His eyes were like shadow, which made her like a black eye. Sitting by the bed, I don't know where to put my hands.

"You..."

"You..."

They spoke in unison and were stunned at the same time. Fu zhengci looked at her gently. She disappeared for a few days. She had lost a lot, but her spirit looked good. Her walking posture was much more normal than before.

It seems that she has taken good care of herself in Lu house these days.

"You say it first."

The two people spoke in the same voice again. There was such a tacit understanding. Finally, both of them laughed. Lu Xiaomei said, "are your injuries better?"

Fu zhengci was stunned. Unexpectedly, she would care about him, "well, much better. How about you?"

"I'm fine, too." The two had never talked to each other so affectionately. Lu Xiaomei was uncomfortable all over. She grabbed the corners of her clothes and played between her fingers. Her head hung slightly. There was a beauty of quiet years.

Fu zhengci looked at her quietly, "are you very sad?"

Lu Xiaomei looked up. She said faintly, "at home, grandpa is the only enlightened person. His father is rigid and his mother is a chicken woman. Only Grandpa will let us do whatever we want, so my favorite is Grandpa."

Fu zhengci listened quietly.

"Grandpa's health was bad two years ago. He had been receiving treatment, but I was in England..." she couldn't say it with a sob in her voice.

Fu zhengci recalled that at that time, she pestered him around him. No matter how Lu Feng urged her, she was unmoved. Even if she heard that the old man was seriously ill, she hurried back to guard. When the old man's condition eased down, she would rush back to him.

Even if he ignored her at that time, she still enjoyed it.

Now looking back, he found how much he had gone too far.

Lu Xiaomei sucked her nose. "When grandpa died, I didn't even see the last side. The third brother said he walked very peacefully and finally didn't have to be tortured by illness."

Fu zhengci looked at her weak appearance and wanted to hug her. "Little sister, don't be sad. For the old man, maybe it's relief and sorrow."

Lu Xiaomei wiped her eyes. "I know. Thank you. I didn't expect you to comfort people with such soft words."