Everyone left, calm was restored in the ward, and Xiaoli finally stabilized her emotions, but looking at Ma Wenhao's pale face, her heart began to hurt again.

Even if he had an oxygen mask on his face, even if his face was full of scars, even if his face was only pale, he was still so white and flawless. This is him, he who lives in an ivory tower, like a pure angel, as he was many years ago.

Xiaoli bit her finger and stared at him......

The pain in her heart became clearer and clearer, she thought that after such a long time and so many things, she would no longer be painful for him, she would no longer worry about him, and shed tears for him, but it turned out that she had been deceiving herself.

Yes, that's right, all the time!

In a foreign country, she also selfishly hoped that he could come to her, even if she knew that this would affect Xinyi's happiness, but missing it was like a thin thread piercing her heart.

During the period when she went to a foreign country, she also lived a life of walking dead, and if she didn't know that she was pregnant with his child, she thought that she would not get back on her feet so quickly and live bravely.

chose to come back to China for development, although China has a market, but she knew that subconsciously, she still wanted to meet him, otherwise she would not have chosen this city.

From the day she reunited with him, she obviously cared so much about him, so much about the person standing next to him, but she hypnotized herself and told herself that she didn't care.

When he pursues himself again, she is actually conflicted, and betrayal scares her, but she has to be in constant contact with him, and her heart will be very uncomfortable. She always said that she was passive, and she had a working relationship with him, and she couldn't avoid contact with him. She is always deceiving herself, if she doesn't really have affection for him, how can she feel uncomfortable and feel contradictory?

Suddenly, the phone on the bedside table vibrated and the name of the caller was displayed on the shiny screen.

Xiaoli picked up the phone, then pushed the wheelchair and walked to the separate bathroom in the ward.

The phone vibrated for a while and stopped for a long time, Xiaoli ignored it, her face was full of tears when she cried just now, and her mood was a little low, he hadn't woken up yet, and now she had to be strong, so she went to wash her face and cheered up! Then call back!

……

On his chest, a burning tingling sensation hit Ma Wenhao's nerves, and in his memory, he was shot......

Ma Wenhao moved his fingers and tentatively touched the wound on his forehead, but found that there was a heart-rending pain all over his body, as if his hands and feet were unconscious, so he had to give up decadently.

When he opened his eyes, he noticed the colors that greeted him, and the white of his eyes hit his vision.

White ceiling, white table, white sheets......

The tip of his nose was the smell of disinfectant water belonging to the hospital, and Ma Wenhao shrunk his neck exposed to the air, with a lonely sadness that could not be concealed, recalling what happened before he fell into a coma...... Yingjie shoots at him, the microwave in the warehouse is actually a bomb, he pulls her away, and then explodes......

He felt his throat dry, and there was a jug of water on the cabinet he didn't want to.

He endured the pain and wanted to lift the quilt and get out of bed to drink water, but he was pulled by something, only to see the drip bottle hanging high shaking, the glass bottle hitting the iron stand, and the crisp impact and the trickling sound of water formed a symphony in the quiet ward.

The bottle was filled with only ordinary liquid, and it shook violently, driving the needle buried in the vein, and a pain came from the back of the hand.

Pain......

The painful stimulus went straight to his brain—the pool of red blood, the noise of the explosion, the crispness of falling into the water, and he could still clearly remember the hand that was in the water with his ten fingers......

Xiaoli? Where is she?

"Meng Yu?"

Just as he was about to look for her, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and her nice voice rang out.

Hearing her voice, there was only one thought in his mind - she was fine! That's nice!

But her next words made his heart ache again......

"Eun, I'm going back to France! In another week, when my feet are healed......"

She said she was going back, she was still going back?! When he wanted to be with her regardless of his own life, she still chose to leave?

What the hell is this?

Looking at the snow-white wall opposite blankly, Ma Wenhao was in a daze, and he didn't even notice that the door of the toilet was gently opened.

In the concise ward, the cleanliness makes people have a cold illusion, looking at Ma Wenhao lying on the hospital bed in a daze, Xiaoli was silent for a long time, standing at the door and not knowing how to open her mouth, a kind of hard work that has never been before, so that the corners of Xiaoli's mouth hooked a helpless smile, she was so worried about him before, so I hoped that he would wake up, but at this time, seeing his deep eyes, she didn't know what to say? There was happiness, excitement, and indescribable feelings in her heart, but she didn't know how to talk about it.

After a long time, she said quietly, "You're awake!" Do you still feel unwell and need to call a doctor? ”

Since she didn't know how to express her emotions, she had to say something mediocre.

Ma Wenhao raised his head in response, looking at the sincere smile on Xiaoli's face, like a ray of sunshine in the warm spring season, warm and soft, which made his low mood calm.

Although, he was very puzzled and angry about her idea of leaving, but looking at his smile, he suddenly found that none of this mattered, the important thing was that she was still alive and alive, so that he would have the opportunity to continue to pursue her and entangle with her.

"Li......" he opened his mouth, a single tone coming out of his burning throat.

A little hoarse, a little low......

Hearing this, Xiaoli knew that the throat of the patient who had just woken up must be uncomfortable, so she pushed the wheelchair to the cabinet, and then poured him a glass of water.

Come to his side and put it in front of the bedside table.

"Can you sit up?" She said softly, a little nasal.

He lies down, and if he is fed water, he may be swallowed.

And he didn't answer her words, just stared at her quietly.

And this time, she did not avoid his eyes, but did the same, looking at him with deep eyes.

He really woke up, and the heart that hung in the air really hit the ground.

She has always been the kind of person who doesn't know how to express her feelings, but looking at his pale face, her eyes can't help but redden.

"Mo Xiaoli......" he shouted in a hoarse voice, even though his throat burned and stinged violently......

"Huh?" Because his voice was so small that Xiaoli couldn't hear it clearly, she made a single tone questioningly, and then pushed the wheelchair closer.

When he approached, Ma Wenhao stretched out his hand, and pulled her to his body with an iron arm.

Because of his movements, he pulled the drip bottle hanging from his head.

Bang bang bang bang ...... The glass vial struck the iron stand, and there was a crisp crashing sound, which was particularly loud in the quiet and empty hospital room.

Startled by Ma Wenhao's sudden action, Xiaoli couldn't react for a while. After a few moments, she felt his jaw resting on her head.

How familiar this action is, just like it used to be.

"Ma Wenhao?" Xiaoli, who was lying on top of him, called his name suspiciously, not knowing why he was doing this.

"Don't move......" his deep, irresistible voice sounded above her head.

Only by holding her tightly in his arms in this way will he truly feel her existence, will he feel that he has her, and will not suffer from gains and losses, and look for her all over the world like a fool.

She's alive and alive......

God knows how much he regretted it, how scared, and how much he hated himself for not protecting it properly when he saw her calf injured that day.

When he heard the tinkling of the microwave oven, he instinctively held her in his arms, using his back to block the attack of the flames, how he was afraid that she would do it again, but fortunately, fortunately, she was fine......

"Ma Wenhao......" After a long while, Xiaoli lying on his chest called his name weakly.

Although his hug was very good, it also made her feel the return of security, and let her really feel his temperature and his presence, but his injury was not healed, and he had only undergone major surgery a while ago, and she was afraid that pressing him like this would be harmful to his injury.

"......" and Ma Wenhao continued to be silent as if he hadn't heard it, but the hand holding her couldn't help but tighten.

"You just woke up, I'll go to the doctor to help you do a checkup!" Without hearing Ma Wenhao's response, Xiaoli continued.

"......" silence is golden......

"Ma Wenhao......" Xiaoli raised his head from his arms, saw his chin with cyan stubble, frowned, and shouted angrily.

But she didn't notice that there was a little coquettish smell in her voice.

"Don't ......move," Ma Wenhao reminded again.

"You ......" Xiaoli put her hands on his chest, trying to struggle.

"Shhh...... Painful and painful ......" Xiaoli moved, just touching the wound on his chest, and the hand holding her couldn't help but let go, and he bared his teeth and shouted.

"You, you...... Are you okay! Are you okay? Xiaoli was so scared that she couldn't even speak properly.

I saw her scrambling to get up, wanting to check his wounds, but who knew that the hand that had just let go hugged her tightly again.

"You ......" Xiaoli was a little angry.

"Don't move...... Unless you want to see my wounds cracked......"

As soon as these words came out, he felt that the little girl in his arms finally stopped being restless and lay quietly in his arms.

Because she was afraid that she would hurt her, Xiaoli was quietly held in his arms, slowly, smelling the familiar fragrance on his body, her heart couldn't help but slowly calm down, and a wave of tiredness hit her......

Since she could get out of bed, she was with his bedside, although sometimes someone would come over for shifts, but for her, an injured person, it was still very difficult to take care of this matter, and since he was unconscious, her nerves were tense, and now that he woke up, the tense nerves relaxed at once, and he naturally felt tired.

Feeling her body relaxed, and there was an even breathing sound, Ma Wenhao couldn't help but show a satisfied smile, only with her, even if he had nothing, it was worth it, there was nothing more important in this world than the woman in his arms.

Looks like he has to do something to keep her from leaving......