Fu Feiyang put her coat on Qiu Jinghao's body, she had been sitting quietly on the bench for a long time, not saying a word, maintaining a posture, not dripping.

Her face became more and more pale, and there was fatigue and fatigue between her eyebrows, Fu Feiyang whispered to her: "Young grandma, go to the rest meeting, I will call you immediately when Mr. Mu wakes up." ”

Qiu Jing shook her head lightly, she refused to leave his side, even if she was guarding outside his ward, it was also a kind of companionship.

The doctor came out of the intensive care unit and walked to Qiu Jinghao's side, "Mrs. Mu, your husband is awake." ”

Qiu Jing raised her head, and when she stood up, her eyes were dark, and the person shook, Fu Feiyang held her, "Young grandma." ”

Qiu Jing eased down and opened her eyes again, "I'm fine." Then he asked the doctor, "Can I go in and see him?"

The doctor said: "I can only visit, I can't let the patient speak, he has just had surgery, and he is relatively weak." ”

"Okay, thank you. "Qiu Jing is so grateful.

Xu had been sitting for a long time, and Fu Feiyang saw that her steps were slightly staggering.

Walking into the ward, Qiu Jing's eyes were only the person on the hospital bed, she approached with her footsteps lowered, although she couldn't see his face, but the various tubes inserted in his body still made her heart cinch together.

When Qiu Jinghao stood by the bedside, Mu Ziqian's narrow eyes were slightly closed, his face was still as pale as paper, as if he heard a voice, Mu Ziqian slowly opened his eyes.

Qiu Jing felt that there was a hot mist under her eyes surging outward, her nose was sore, and her shoulders trembled.

Under the breathing mask, Mu Ziqian's lips were dry and white, and his thin lips were squirming, as if he was about to say something, Qiu Jing persuaded nervously: "Don't speak, your body is still very weak." ”

Mu Ziqian looked at her worried eyes, and pulled out a sweet smile with all his might, she was fine, he was happy.

There were tears in the woman's eyes, Mu Ziqian looked distressed, it hurt more than he had been cut by a thousand knives, and he still tried to squeeze out a few words: "wife"

Qiu Jinghao bit her trembling lip, approached him, and coaxed him like a child, "Ziqian, don't speak, if you don't say it, I can understand it." Don't say it, please."

She whispered softly, pleaded bitterly, and turned it into a medicine to heal her wounds.

But he felt more sorry for her, her eyes were red and swollen, there was a thick shadow under her eyes, the look of exhaustion, it was difficult to hide, once she was worried about death, would she have been guarding outside.

"Worries you"

Just a few words, it consumed what little strength he had left, and he really didn't have the strength to say anything else.

Qiu Jing picked up his thick bandage, tears crackled and soaked, but it burned his heart.

He couldn't speak, so he shook his head, and his dark eyes were sickly, but they locked her very firmly.

Don't cry, wife, don't cry, wife.

Qiu Jing gritted her teeth and swallowed the choked sound into her throat, lowered her head to wipe the tears from her face, and when she looked up again, her face had returned to calm.

A pair of autumn pupils stared at him, Mu Ziqian wanted to respond to her and smile, but found that he couldn't do such a simple action.

"Ziqian, you're smiling at me, aren't you?" Qiu Jing approached him, "I know, as long as you look me in the eye, I know what you want to say." ”

Mu Ziqian blinked, Qiu Jing's kindness was completely down-to-earth.

"Take care of your illness, let's go home. She whispered.

Mu Ziqian blinked.

"Ziqian, do you want to drink water?" asked Qiu Jinghao.

He blinked again.

Qiu Jinghao turned around to get the water cup, she fed it to his mouth, but he didn't open his mouth.

"Drink. She whispered.

Mu Ziqian looked at her directly, his gaze fell on the woman's lips, Qiu Jinghao immediately understood what it meant, twisted his eyebrows close to his ear and said, "Don't play tricks." ”

Mu Ziqian just looked at her like that, his lips closed.

Qiu Jing blushed and her heart was beating, but she still refused him, "No, there are doctors and nurses here." ”

Mu Ziqian closed his eyes.

"You" Qiu Jinghao was so angry with him that he couldn't do anything, and when he turned around, he saw the doctor walking out of the intensive care unit, and the nurse was recording Mu Ziqian's physical signs.

She was really eaten to death by this man.

"Good. ”

With one word, Mu Ziqian opened his eyes, and his gaze at her was much hotter than before.

"Ready, I'm going to take the hood. ”

Mu Ziqian blinked.

Qiu Jing picked up the water glass, took a small sip, and while everyone was not paying attention, she propped herself on the side of his head, took the oxygen mask away, and put her lips on his lips.

A trace of water was crossed into the man's mouth, and Mu Ziqian brushed the tip of his tongue between her lips and teeth.

Qiu Jing's body stiffened, and she hurriedly retreated, and buckled the oxygen mask to the man, she was really angry this time, "Don't die." ”

Mu Ziqian smiled evilly, but with a smile, he pulled the wound on his chest, the expression on his face was painfully tangled, and the instrument that monitored the heart indicators instantly sounded an alarm, and Qiu Jing shouted nervously to the nurse: "Nurse, doctor, come here." ”

At this time, the doctor heard the alarm ringing in one foot and one foot outside the door, and hurriedly ran over to check the situation, and the medical staff in the intensive care unit were busy in an instant, and Qiu Jinghao was immediately invited out of the ward and returned to the corridor outside the care room.

Her face was so red that she could drip blood, but when she heard the sound of rescue inside, she was in pain and resentful.

Fu Feiyang walked over and asked nervously, "What's wrong with Mr. Mu?"

Qiu Jing was so embarrassed that she turned her face and walked towards the bench, "He's fine." ”

This perverted ruffian is sick like this, and he still wants to take advantage.

Fu Feiyang stood at the door and waited for the doctor to come out, and asked, "Doctor, what's wrong with Mr. Mu?"

The doctor was a little puzzled and said, "I didn't notice anything wrong, but the patient's heartbeat suddenly increased, but now it has stabilized." It was really dangerous just now, and the wound of the operation could not withstand such a toss. ”

These words fell on Qiu Jinghao's ears and burned her face.

She got up slowly and said to Fu Feiyang, "I'll go back and change my clothes, you are guarding here." ”

Fu Feiyang responded, "Okay, young grandma." ”

At this point, until a few days after Mu Ziqian was transferred to the intensive care ward, Qiu Jinghao did not dare to show up again, and the people of the Mu family came to visit one after another, and the brothers of Longhutang also came to visit him.

But only Qiu Jing was fine, Mu Ziqian knew that this woman only came in to see him after he was asleep, and every time he woke up, his hands, feet, and face were cleaned, and even the stubble was clean.

Mu Ziqian's recovery from his injuries shocked the doctors, and Ning Zhi, who was far away in a foreign country, was also very surprised when he looked at Mu Ziqian's heart film sent from a distance, this recovery speed can be described as amazing.

On the fifteenth day of admission, Mu Ziqian was really fed up.

He could already sit on the bed and look at the food and dishes on the table, which were not made by the chef or taken out, but made by Qiu Jinghao herself.

As long as this woman is about him, she is doing it herself, but the only thing is that she refuses to see him, Mu Ziqian slowly put the chopsticks on the table, Fu Feiyang and the madman looked at each other, what is the trouble?

The gauze on Mu Ziqian's hand was removed on the seventh day, and now only the traces of scars are left on the back of his hands, and the injuries on his face have also recovered, except for the gauze wrapped around his chest.

He looked at the steaming rice in front of him, his face was terrifyingly dark, Fu Feiyang walked over and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Mu, is it unappetizing?"

Mu Ziqian was silent for a while, pointing to the food on the table, "Who made this?"

Fu Feiyang: ""

Maniac: ""

Do you need to ask?

Fu Feiyang replied respectfully: "Yes" was suddenly interrupted by Mu Ziqian, "No matter who it is, bring it to me immediately." ”

After speaking, he lay back on the bed directly, closed his eyes and recuperated, but with a solemn aura, the temperature of the dragged room dropped by several degrees.

Fu Feiyang has been with Mu Ziqian for many years, and when he heard this, he knew that he was picky about this dish, and this was the person who wanted to make this dish.

He gave the madman a look, and the latter immediately understood, and turned out of the room.

Fu Feiyang was afraid that the food would be cold, so he repacked the insulated lunch box and waited for the woman who was cooking to come and treat this grumpy patient.

At that time, Qiu Jinghao was taking a polygraph test at the Huanshi Police Station, and shǒu jī was muted in her pocket, so when the madman beat her diàn huà, no one answered.

The madman called Diàn Huà several times in succession, but he didn't contact Qiu Jinghao, so he called Ah Qi, who was protecting her.

"Ah Qi, is the young grandmother by your side?"

"No. ”

"Where did you go?"

"She's taking a lie detector. ”

"When will it end?"

"I don't know much about this, but she doesn't have a specific time period for her work. ”

"That's right" The madman's tone hesitated in embarrassment, and Ah Qi sensed that something must be wrong with him, so he asked, "Is there anything urgent to find the young grandmother?"

The madman replied decisively: "Yes." ”

"What's wrong?" Ah Qi sensitively felt that the tone of the person who was not crazy was not like a trivial matter, "Is there something wrong with the hospital?"

"It's a big deal. The madman said, "Mr. Mu misses his wife." ”

Ah Qi: ""

He was silent for a few seconds, and then replied to the madman, "I know, when the young grandmother comes out, I will send her to the hospital immediately." ”

"Not now?" asked the madman.

"In such a hurry?"

"Mr. Mu began to go on a hunger strike. ”

"Hunger strike?" Ah Qi was full of black lines, "Okay, I'll try." ”

After hanging up diàn huà, Ah Qi came to the observation room in the No. 1 interrogation room, and watched the solemn and rigorous polygraph process inside through the one-way glass, Ah Qi really didn't know how to interrupt her.

Moreover, this is her job, and when she is working, the most annoying thing is being interrupted, and Ah Qi hesitates.

Just when he was embarrassed, Qiu Jing closed his notebook, "Thank you for your cooperation." Getting up and walking out, Ah Qi hurriedly left and went out.

In the corridor, Qiu Jinghao was talking to a police officer, informing the other party of her preliminary judgment, and she glanced at Ah Qi, his expression telling her that he was looking for her urgently.

After explaining, Qiu Jinghao walked over, "What's the matter, Ah Qi?"

Ah Qi said with a serious face: "Young grandmother, Mr. Mu misses you." ”

Behind the lenses, the woman's eyes were visibly frozen, but quickly regained her composure, and she looked down at the date on the shǒu jī.

After counting the days, it is time for the condition to be stable.

She looked up and said, "Got it, take me to the hospital." ”