Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

Maybe the strength of the anesthetic has passed, she only felt that her head hurt and hurt, as if she was smashed by something. Think carefully, her head was smashed by something.

"Xue he, you finally wake up." Xia Ling, who was just taking a nap, suddenly stood up and rushed to Xue he's bed. She carefully tucked in the quilt for Xue he. "Do you feel any discomfort? Do you want me to call the doctor to show you."

There was a lot of pain on her head, but she thought it was the operation.

In order not to let Xia Ling worry, she pulled out a smile. "I'm fine, but I still have a little pain in my head."

"How can the head ache? I'll call the doctor to have a look." She turned to call the doctor.

Xue he pulled her, "I just finished the operation, and the pain is normal. If I don't feel any more, it's not normal."

After listening to Xue he's words, Xia Ling suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "yes, you just finished the operation, it must be painful." After a pause, she said, "are you hungry now? Do you want me to prepare something for you?"

Xue he shook his head, "can I ask you to help me up? I feel my waist is sour when I lie down like this." Not only is the waist sour, but also the leg is numb.

Xia Ling took a pillow to Xue he and put it behind her. After finishing, she still looked at it anxiously, "really don't need to call a doctor."

Xue he helplessly shook his head, "really don't, if I have something uncomfortable, I will not be polite to you."

"Nothing is good, nothing is good..." summer Ling said, suddenly cried, she kept wiping tears in the eyes. She told herself that she should be happy when Xue he woke up, but she just couldn't help crying.

"What's the matter with you? Why are you crying?" Xue he looked around and didn't find any paper. She simply pulled her sleeve and wiped her tears for Xia Ling.

"I'm just so excited. It's great that you can do it without any problems. I was almost scared to death when I was waiting for you to have an operation."

Xue he patted his chest, "you see, I'm all right now, don't worry about it."

Xia Ling wiped the tears on her face, "yes, it's OK, it's ok if it's OK." She laughed at Xue he.

"Nangong Shiya."

Xia Ling tightly pursed her lips, "she hurt you and then ran away." What seems to be flickering in the clear eyes, she said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, I've implicated you today."

"Don't tell me if you are involved or not. I am a meddler. Today, even if I changed to someone else, I would rush up. " She hoped that she could make Xia Ling feel less guilty.

"Anyway, I want to thank you today."

"Thank you. I'll take it, but I don't accept verbal thanks. I think my injury may have to be cultivated in the hospital for a period of time. I'll give you my lunch for this period of time. You don't know how bad the set meal in the hospital is. "

"Well, you can tell me what you want, but it can't be too exciting." Xue he's attitude makes Xia Ling feel a little better, as long as she can do something for her, even if it's such a trivial matter.

"Yes." Xia Lingxiang suddenly thought of something important.

"What's the matter?" Xue he frowned.

"Mr. Han has been here, but he left when you came out of the operating room."

Xue He Wei narrowed his eyes, "you mean Han Qichen." Besides Han Qichen, Han Qichen can have anyone else, but she just wants to confirm.

"Well, Mr. Han, who often comes to pick you up for work, asked me for the address of Nangong Shiya when he left."

Xue he Leng for a while, suddenly react to come over. "You gave it to him."

Xia Ling nodded without thinking. The expression on her face seemed to ask Xue he what was wrong.

"How long have you been gone."

Xia Ling looked up and seriously recalled, "it's nearly two hours since he left."

Xue he's heart is pounding. He must have gone to find Nangong Shiya. How can this person still be so impulsive, just like a child.

"Give me your cell phone."

Xia Ling handed the mobile phone on the bedside table to Xue he. She dialed Han Qichen's phone, but no one answered.

All of a sudden, the words that Anqian said to her came back from her head, and she put down her mobile phone again. He likes to settle accounts with whoever he goes to. Anyway, it doesn't have much to do with himself, even if something goes wrong.

Xia Ling tilted his head and looked at Xue he, "do you want to call Mr. Han?"

"No Xue he denied it urgently.

"But I thought you were calling Mr. Han."

Xue he put the mobile phone to one side, depressed don't go, "I just didn't call him."