Inside the Qizhou Medical Center. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

On the hospital bed, Ye Yanran, who was pale and pale in spring, was unconscious, and her severed wrist had stopped bleeding and bandaged.

The doctor injected him with the medicine and got up to look at it for a while.

In the ward, the lights were flickering, and Dr. Ruth, who was wearing a white coat, looked at Huang Fuchen, whose face was blue.

"Young marshal, my wife's bleeding has stopped, but the situation is not very good."

Huang Fuchen stepped forward excitedly, and pressed the doctor's shoulders with both palms, "What do you mean!" What does it mean to be in a bad situation? Ben Shuai only needs one word, can she live! ”

Ruth, a foreign female doctor, frowned at the sight of such an excited man.

When Adjutant Chen saw it, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Young marshal! Don't get excited, Dr. Ruth will save Aunt Eight. ”

Huang Fuchen's metacarpal bone let go of Ruth, "Say!" What the hell happened to her? ”

Dr. Ruth stroked the glasses on the bridge of her nose and looked serious, "Young Marshal, your wife has lost too much blood and needs to recover, our Western medicine pays attention to recovery quickly, injected her with an injection, and some blood-nourishing drugs, hoping to nourish the blood as soon as possible, and of course, Mrs. wants to live." ”

Huang Fuchen listened, and grabbed the doctor's arm tightly with his palm, "Isn't there not enough blood, or she doesn't want to live, and she can't live?" ”

Dr. Ruth lowered her head and nodded slightly.

Huang Fuchen instantly lowered his arm weakly, turned his head to look at the woman on the bed, and approached the hospital bed with his feet heavy.

A moment later ...

Inside the ward, there was a deathly silence.

The woman on the hospital bed was lying motionless.

Huang Fuchen sat on the side of the bed, staring at the sleeping woman with deep eyes, the corners of his heart were cold, his palms trembled and held the woman's hand, looking down at the wound on his wrist, his eyes spread.

"You just want to run away from me? Don't want to die? Huang Fuchen muttered in a deep voice, laughing bitterly in a low voice, "Hehe~~"

"Ye Yanran, your heart is too ruthless!" Huang Fuchen gritted his teeth and fell.

"What is it about my Emperor Fuchen that you hate so much?" Huang Fuchen muttered to himself, holding the woman's five fingers with both hands, not daring to move forward, for fear of hurting the woman's wrist.

Huang Fuchen lay on the edge of the bed, unable to speak for a long time, just staring at the woman's eyes that had been closed for a long time, and his heart was empty, and it hurt.

"Yan'er... Am I not good enough for you? Whatever you want, Ben Shuai can give it to you, why seek death... Huang Fuchen paused again, his eyes were red, he didn't say anything more, and looked at the woman who was sleeping lifelessly in a daze.

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Time passed minute by minute, the rain and fog outside the window stopped, and there was a wet rain and a cold chill all around.

The sky glowed white, and the night passed.

In the aisle of the second floor of the medical hall, the patients who had been emptied for consultation went to the first floor, and there were several straight and upright soldiers standing, and Adjutant Chen rested on the chair on the side for a night.

In the ward, Huang Fuchen looked at the woman with gloomy eyes, holding the temperature of her fingers, and there was a trace of hope in his heart, looking forward to it.

"Yan'er, wake up, okay?" Huang Fuchen leaned closer to his head and whispered in the woman's ear, "Open your eyes, huh?" ”

The woman on the hospital bed still had her eyes closed motionlessly, and there was not a trace of blood on her face.

Huang Fuchen was angry, stood up suddenly, pointed to the woman on the bed, and said angrily, "Ye Yanran, if you die, don't think about escaping, you are still a handsome woman when you die, and you will be a !! in life ”

Huang Fuchen paced back and forth in the ward, his whole expression anxious.

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Adjutant Chen led Dr. Ruth into the ward.

"Young marshal, Dr. Ruth has come to show Aunt Eight about the situation." Adjutant Chen stepped forward and said, looking up, he saw Huangfu Chen's blue and black eyes, and said, "Young Marshal, do you want to take a break?" ”

"Don't make a noise!" Huang Fuchen shouted angrily at Adjutant Chen, and looked intently at the hospital bed, where Ruth was auscultating and checking for Ye Yanran.

After a few moments, Ruth put away her syringe and instructed the nurse behind her, who nodded.

"Dr. Ruth, how is Ben Shuai's wife?" Huang Fuchen suddenly crossed in front of Ruth.

Ruth glanced at Ye Yanran on the bed, and then looked at Huang Fuchen, "Young marshal, the situation is similar to yesterday, we have to wait a little longer to see what she thinks." ”

The words fell, and Ruth went out with the nurse.

Huang Fuchen froze, standing motionless, staring at the woman on the hospital bed for a long time.

Adjutant Chen, who was on the side, looked at his young marshal, his heart sank, and he wanted to come forward to persuade him, but he felt that it was inappropriate and quietly withdrew from the ward.

After a while, a nurse came in with warm water and porridge soup.

The nurse walked to the bedside, sat down, and carefully put spoonfuls into Ye Yanran's mouth.

Huang Fuchen watched, walked forward, and fell in a deep voice, "Give it to me!" You're good to go! ”

The nurse looked at the man's cold and gloomy face, didn't dare to say anything, put down the white porridge soup in her hand, and left the ward.

Huang Fuchen sat down, stretched out his hand to take the bowl of warm white porridge soup, and learned to feed it spoonful-by-spoon to the woman's lips, watching the throat move slightly and slide at a speed.

Huang Fuchen's eyes widened in shock, a smile curled up at the corner of his lips, and then fed.

Half an hour later, a bowl of white porridge soup was fed, Huang Fuchen looked at the warm water on the side, and then brought it, he knew very well that this person was unconscious, this water was still the most important, marching and fighting, how many wounded soldiers, he had seen a lot.

"Yan'er, wake up quickly, Ben Shuai is waiting for you... Huang Fuchen was feeding the water and talking to himself.

"Yan'er, you wake up, Ben Shuai goes out with you every day, never forces you again, doesn't do that to you...

Huang Fuchen said and spoke, his consciousness was confused...

Until the glass of water was empty, Huang Fuchen's eyes sank with deep understanding, and the glass of water fell to the side.

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As the night fell, the nurse came to the ward and took the night pot from under the bed, which was open to the urinary tube.

The nurse glanced at the man who was still sitting on the edge of the bed, and there was an indescribable feeling in her heart, this young marshal of Qizhou City really spoiled his eighth aunt, the same as rumored.

The nurse left the room, talked to Adjutant Chen outside, and then left.

After a while, Adjutant Chen softly pushed open the door of the ward, walked in softly, landed on the food box at the head of the bed next to the bed, and stepped forward, "Young Marshal, you haven't rested for a long time, it's better to take a rest, it's really not good, on the second floor of this medical hall, there are still empty rooms over there." ”

"Get out!!" Huang Fuchen shouted in a cold and angry voice.

Hearing this, Adjutant Chen reached out to lift the food box on the side, looked at his young marshal, sighed, and turned around to leave the ward.

Huang Fuchen had a pair of bottomless pools, the whites of his eyes were glowing with blood red, staring at the woman's motionless state.

Suddenly got up, hugged the woman with both arms, and hugged her in her arms, "Yan'er. . . Wake up! Yan'er, wake up! Ben Shuai tells you the most important thing! Well? ”

Huang Fuchen shook the woman's body violently, "Wake up!" Ben Shuai told you... Say... ”

Huang Fuchen's eyes flickered in a panic, he didn't know what to say, he lowered his head and kissed the woman's forehead, the bridge of his nose, and his face, kissing, kissing carefully.

There was not a trace of color on the woman's calm face.

Huang Fuchen's angry voice was a little higher-pitched, "Yan'er, don't even think about running away from me like this, even if you go to the Netherworld, Ben Shuai can catch you!" Hear no! ”

The next moment, Huang Fuchen suddenly hugged the woman in his arms, there were too many unwillingness, loneliness, and then there was a heart-wrenching pain.

"Yan'er... Huang Fuchen's face rubbed the woman's cheeks, his gloomy eyes fell in the distance, reflecting the sadness and heartache in a deep and shallow light, and his voice trembled, "Yan'er, this handsome is really. I really like you, I like you... Really like you, why do you say you are so proud? Why is it always so cold. ”

Huang Fuchen rubbed the woman's hair with his palm and touched the woman's face, "Ben Shuai likes to touch you because he really likes you... It shouldn't be so excited, it hurts you, you can say, why do you want to die!!

"For what ... What is this handsome that is not worthy of you? Which point is not comparable to Huangfu Zhuo, not comparable? ”

Huang Fuchen's voice trembled, his heartstrings plucked, peeled off like a thread, and the layers of the most difficult to hide feelings gushed out like gushing spring water.

"Yan'er, you can't leave Ben Shuai! Absolutely not! Huang Fuchen's heart tightened, "You still have to give birth to sons for Ben Shuai, give birth to many sons, Ben Shuai must you give birth to many sons for me... ”

The more Huang Fuchen spoke, the more sad he became, his eyes became redder, and his arms were tightly closed.

"Yan'er... Huang Fuchen lowered his head, his dark red lips trembled and kissed the woman's lips, and kissed softly, "Don't sleep, will you wake up?" ”

In her deep sleep, Ye Yanran seemed to be floating in the gentle waves, traveling with the wind...

Little by little time passes ...

In the middle of the night, the yellow wall lamp was lit in the ward, and Huang Fuchen held the woman and leaned on the head of the hospital bed for a long time, his eyes were gloomy.

Huang Fuchen saw the woman who had not reacted for a long time, but she was holding her but there was a temperature, she was instantly annoyed, she opened her heart, supported the woman's head with one palm, and supported the woman's shoulder with the other, shaking violently, "Ye Yanran!" You wake me up!! Don't wake up again! Ben Shuai arrested Ye Yanhai and arrested Ye Yi!! All shot!! ”

Ye Yanran's eyebrows moved slightly, and her little hand flicked her fingers...

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