You are my lovely wife

As soon as the Dean left, Huo Haoran came in with his lunch box. Two lunch boxes, one of which is a bucket full of soup. The bucket is filled with fish soup, which Huo Haoran specially boiled. The thick fish soup is milky white because it is hot enough. Huo Haoran went to buy fish early in the morning and cooked it for Mu Qing.

Mu Qingqing looked at Huo Haoran coming in and unconsciously smiled at the corners of his mouth. However, Mu Qingqing didn't show it. Instead, he put a face under the board and pretended to be angry.

Huo Haoran began to worry when he saw Mu Qingqing like this. "What's the matter?" Mu Qingqing had a pile of greeting cards drawn by children with young hands on his legs, which should not be angry.

"You don't work well," Mu Qing said with a pout.

It's because of this. Frankly, Mu Qingqing is not angry, but coquettish.

Huo Haoran scooped out a bowl of soup from the bucket with a full smile and carried the bowl to Mu Qingqing's side. There is no fishy smell, but a sweet smell with a layer of heat.

Mu Qingqing took a look at the food carefully cooked by Huo Haoran and put it under his mouth. Huo Haoran is the president, but now he turns around his hospital bed every day. Mu Qingqing's eyes turned red and something covered them.

He scooped a spoon of soup and carefully blew away the heat. Huo Haoran said, "come on, have some soup first."

The spoon came to Mu Qingqing's mouth and clicked. A tear fell on Huo Haoran's finger.

Huo Haoran then you put down the bowl, picked up Mu Qingqing's face and said fondly, "Why are you crying?"

"You should get busy with your work." although Mu Qingqing's voice has choked, he still clearly expressed his ideas.

Holding Mu Qingqing's fingers to erase the tears, Huo Haoran's lips fell on Mu Qingqing's eyes, and the slightly hot breath sprayed out, which made people feel inexplicable peace of mind.

Avoiding Mu Qingqing's wound, Huo Haoran hugged Mu Qingqing, and a low voice sounded in her ear, "you should remember that in my heart, you always come first."

Spreading his arms, Mu Qing hugged Huo Haoran and put his head on his shoulder, which spread a little in his heart.

"Shall we eat first?" Huo Haoran thought it was better to let Mu Qingqing eat first, always remembering Mu Qingqing's body. It's not that medicine is better than food. It can be seen that if you don't eat well, no matter how good the medicine is, it won't work.

Probably I thought I looked funny just now. Mu Qingqing's face showed a shy and faint, but it added some spirit to the whole person's bloodless face.

After eating a bowl of fish soup, the whole person is much more comfortable. Huo Haoran had to feed Mu Qingqing. Mu Qingqing suddenly lost his temper and pouted and said, "you want to drink a bowl, too."

Because of the wound, Mu Qingqing's voice is lighter than before. If he speaks such warm words in a soft voice, everyone will be drunk.

I don't know when, Huo Haoran pecked at Mu Qingqing's mouth. Because there was residual fish soup on Mu Qingqing's mouth, what entered his mouth was not only mu Qingqing's sweet, but also the delicious fish soup.

The two finally realized this after kissing. They looked at each other and smiled.

In the face of Huo Haoran's affection, Mu Qingqing is shy, so mu Qingqing's face is red after a meal, not like a patient.

Huo Haoran wants to stay with Mu Qingqing. Mu Qingqing is happy but afraid of his fatigue.

The two were closely linked. Mu Qingqing lay in bed and said, "just go back."

"I'll accompany you." the firm voice was indisputable.

Mu Qing couldn't resist Huo Haoran, so he had to let him stay.

Sometimes Mu Qingqing would think that perhaps the quiet required by the hospital is to let patients sleep all the time in 24 hours. In short, Mu Qingqing doesn't understand whether it is because of the environment or too full. Her whole person exudes a kind of sleepiness.

But mu Qingqing didn't want to sleep like this. He still kept up his spirits and chatted with Huo Haoran.

Huo Haoran was a careful man and soon found Mu Qingqing's mistake. He put his finger into Mu Qingqing's hair and a kiss fell on Mu Qingqing's forehead. Huo Haoran said, "sleep."

Although he had slept for several days, Mu Qingqing still couldn't stop his physical fatigue. His fingers refused to loosen and fell asleep.

Such a beauty will really impress people.

In the middle of the night, Huo Haoran also couldn't support it. He leaned against the bed and dozed in the empty position on the bed. However, Huo Haoran didn't loosen Mu Qingqing's hand. They seemed to be conscious, and neither of them was loose.

Suddenly, Mu Qingqing's finger moved, which was completely unconscious. Huo Haoran was startled. When he woke up, he immediately jumped up from his seat.

Mu Qingqing doesn't know what he dreamed of or what he was afraid of. There was a layer of sweat on his forehead and his body was constantly moving. Huo Haoran came forward to stop it, but mu Qingqing, who fell into a nightmare, didn't realize it at all.

Huo Haoran kept shouting Mu Qingqing's name. Finally, Mu Qingqing struggled to wake up from the nightmare. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the overhead lamp that dazzled her.

The whole person blinked, and Mu Qingqing was still unable to accept it. He woke up from his nightmare.

The fingers with temperature on his forehead diverted Mu Qingqing's sight. Mu Qingqing looked at Huo Haoran becoming more and more clear in front of him, and the feeling called fear in his heart immediately disappeared without a trace.

Strands of blood seeped out bit by bit along the gauze that wrapped the wound.

Mu Qingqing didn't seem to feel pain. He opened his arms and hugged Huo Haoran for comfort.

"The wound is cracked. Does it hurt?"

After Huo Haoran finished, Mu Qingqing realized that his wound was cracked and the pain followed.

Sometimes it hurts when you know it later. Mu Qing's face turns white.

Huo Haoran hurriedly pressed the zero at the head of the bed. He couldn't do anything except constantly stroking and comforting Mu Qingqing.

After the doctor came, he wrapped up Mu Qingqing's wound again, applied medicine again and changed into a new gauze.

Well, no matter how dangerous it was, Mu Qingqing's wound just opened a small hole and exuded a little blood. There was no big problem.

The pain is certain, but because Huo Haoran is there, Mu Qingqing suddenly feels less painful. Although his fingers were white, Mu Qingqing still fumbled to hold Huo Haoran's hand.

Because of this, she will feel at ease.

"It's still early. Sleep a little longer." Huo Haoran said gently.

"Sorry to worry you." Mu Qingqing felt very sorry.

Shaking his head, Huo Haoran didn't speak any more. He just tried his best to accompany Mu Qingqing and try to reassure her.

From time to time, I will take a look at the wound.