Chapter 64: Wife, Shall We Have a Baby?

Ye Chenmeng ran into the bathroom, followed by Lan Lichuan.

She retched twice on the washstand, but saw Lan Lichuan's bony hand hand over a tissue: "Are you okay?" ”

Ye Chenmeng took the tissue, wiped the corners of his lips, and nodded reluctantly: "I have a headache." ”

"Headache?" Lan Lichuan frowned.

Murong He didn't know when he followed, looked at the two of them seriously and said, "Since it is a headache, I still have to go to the hospital for a checkup, after all, it was a headbump, but it can be big or small." ”

This time, Ye Chenmeng did not refuse. Leng Yifeng once again acted as a driver. She didn't even know why Leng Yifeng was accompanying her.

Accompanied by Lan Lichuan and Leng Yifeng, she went to Murong He's private hospital for a brain CT. Only then did I realize that the collision just now was indeed not light. I actually bumped into a slight concussion. But fortunately, the situation is not particularly serious.

Murong He said: "Fortunately, it is mild, not particularly serious, but in order to avoid the occurrence of delayed intracranial hematoma, it is best to be hospitalized for observation for two days." Then stay in bed for a week to avoid noise and noise, so as not to stimulate the little sister-in-law's brain. Reduce mental work, think about problems as little as possible, don't watch TV, don't read long articles, and enjoy beautiful and peaceful music in your leisure time, so that your mind can be relaxed. Of course, don't do anything too drastic. ”

There really doesn't need to be reminded of such a thing as "............

Ye Chenmeng glanced at Murong He speechlessly.

Leng Yifeng asked, "Do you need other treatment?" ”

"For the time being, observe first, and if the vomiting is significant and you can't eat, then consider infusions. In addition, the headache is obvious and medication should be considered. Let's stay in the first ward! Murong He took Ye Chenmeng to the VIP ward.

Lan Lichuan asked her softly, "What do you want to eat?" ”

Ye Chen dreamed for a while and asked, "Is purple rice porridge okay?" ”

Lan Lichuan nodded and looked back at Murong He.

Murong He was stunned for a moment, and then pointed to Yijie's nose: "Me?" ”

"It's not your mother, it's you. Three servings of purple rice porridge. Oh, by the way, Leng is not used to drinking porridge. Mr. Leng, what to eat? Lan Lichuan asked. This sounds more like asking him, Mr. Leng, when are you leaving?

Leng Yifeng glanced at Ye Chenmeng, and then said, "It's okay if you're fine, I'll come and see you another day." ”

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.

Lan Lichuan glanced at Murong He: "Why are you still here?" ”

"......" really treated him as free labor!

Murong and Dean Yijie had no choice but to go out to buy purple rice porridge.

He carefully helped her tuck the quilt and sit at the head of the bed.

"What do you want to ask?" He asked her.

Ye Chenmeng raised his lips weakly: "Where did you see that I want to ask you?" ”

"You didn't want to ask me, you wanted to kiss me?" His wicked hook lips, that action and his perfect facial features, are really bewitching.

"You had a good relationship with Mr. Leng before?" Ye Chenmeng ignored Lan Lichuan's ridicule and asked him.

Lan Lichuan shook his head and said honestly: "It's not good, but I understand." ”

"But I don't know you at all, and I don't know how to be nice to you......" Her tone was a little lonely, she always felt his dedication to her, she always wanted to reciprocate, but she didn't know where to start.

But he took her into his arms and said to her, "You just need to learn to accept my good and get used to my good." ”

He thought that it would be better to spoil her to be lawless, so that only he could stand her in the whole world.

She nestled in his arms with peace of mind and said, "I heard that the highest level of trusting a person is to go out with him without IQ. But I found that I forgot to bring my brain when I went out with you, what should I do? Will I have to count the money for you when I am sold by you one day? ”

He scratched her delicate nose dotingly: "With your IQ, you can't understand real money and fake money." ”

"......" makes sense.

Lan Lichuan called and asked Sister Zhang to send her pajamas. He knew that she didn't like the smell of the hospital and was not used to wearing a hospital gown. His kindness to her permeated every detail and also seeped into her heart.

If it weren't for the fact that these two injuries were inseparable from Lan Lichuan, she would have been moved to disarm and surrender.

The first time he was hospitalized to save his first love, and the second time he was hurt by his crush......

Is this a bad fate?

She put her hands around his waist and rested her head on his chest, and after a moment of silence, she suddenly said to him, "I said that I had a boyfriend who died because of me. Would you like to hear the story between us? ”

"You say, I'll listen. If you don't want to say it, that's okay. He affectionately brushed her long silky hair.

"I want to tell you. "I used to be very headstrong, and he doted on me." Very accommodating to me. You know, my dad was kind of an upstart. Before my dad created Yip's Group, our family lived in the suburbs. He was an orphan and adopted. Stayed next door to our house. He and I have known each other since childhood. I was admitted to the same university, and he chased me.

At first, I took him as my best friend, but on the day I finished the college entrance examination. He suddenly confessed to me, and he told me that having a crush on someone is like an ifi. I know that the other party has it, but I don't know how to ask for the password. He asked me if I would like to tell him the password, and I didn't. But later, my mother went abroad to study, and my father founded the Ye Group. During that time, he was by my side and cooked for me. I was stupid, I couldn't even tell the difference between glutinous rice and pearl rice at that time.

He cooked for me for two months, and I don't know if I was moved, but I thought, if he hadn't cooked for me for a lifetime, I would have agreed. At that time, he was young and frivolous, and he promised to do it simply.

But he left me first. In my sophomore year, my father's company went very well, and he really didn't break his promise, and he stayed by my side every day during the sophomore year. It was a very cold winter, minus fourteen degrees. We were wearing very thick padded jackets, and I insisted on eating the boiled fish that he had made himself. He had just gotten his driver's license, and I asked him to drive me to the supermarket to buy food. He said it was too cold, but I still willfully let him take me out.

Within minutes of our exit that day, it was snowing heavily. The road skidd, and a large truck lost control and crashed towards us. All I remember is that moment......"

As she spoke, she unconsciously tightened the corner of the shirt around Lan Lichuan's waist.

"Dusty ......," he called her.

As if she hadn't heard, she continued: "At that moment, he stood in front of me, I don't know how important I am to him, he can stand in front of me without hesitation at the moment of life and death. I didn't even think about it before I fainted. When I woke up again, I got the news that he couldn't get back.

His adoptive parents were proud that he had been admitted to college, but things got out of hand, and they didn't even let me see him for the last time, and I didn't attend his funeral......

I haven't even come to terms with the fact that he's gone. His adoptive parents had already moved away. For a long time, I wondered where I deserved him to do this for me, I was selfish, selfish, self-willed, and if I hadn't insisted on eating boiled fish, he wouldn't have ......

I killed him. Killed the man who was going to be with me for the rest of my life. I don't believe in love, and I don't believe in the eternal commitment, but I believe that at the moment when he said that he wanted to spend his life with me, he was serious.

Do you know? Li Chuan, I wish I had been the one who died at that time! That way, at least when I dream back in the middle of the night, I won't feel so guilty and blame myself. I can't even find a way to make it up to him.

I also thought about suicide, but I knew I couldn't be so selfish and let my parents send white-haired people to black-haired people. Probably because I didn't love him enough, so, when I thought I would never fall in love with someone else in my life, I met you, you everywhere......"

She squeezed his shirt tightly, wrapped in his large, warm hand. With a shallow temperature, it's the kind of temperature she likes. His warm breath rippled over her head. His calm voice sounded above her head.

"It was just an accident, an accident that no one wants," he said. The fact that he is willing to give his life for you also proves how important it is for him to be alive. I promise to be good to you, and give you the good he wants to be good to you. ”

"I'm stupid, I'm easy to take seriously." She let go of the hand that was clutching his shirt, looked at the creaseed shirt, and said, "I'm not only stupid, I'm greedy." ”

"How greedy." His eyes were full of pampering.

She said seriously: "When I first saw you, I thought you were the best choice, and it had nothing to do with love." But now, I have the luxury of becoming a woman who makes you feel excited, not a woman who you think is good after weighing and analyzing the pros and cons. Isn't this greed? ”

He didn't answer her question, but took her white fingers and placed them closest to his heart. There, his heart was beating so much. Very rhythmic heartbeat, exclusive to him, heartbeat......

She had tears on her face just now, and she burst into laughter......

"Lan Lichuan, I believe you once, and I will give everything I have." Her watery eyes were full of seriousness that had never been seen before.

When he saw it, his eyes burned: "All you have is mine." How can I be willing to let you give up on me? Wife, shall we have a baby? You and my baby, eyebrows and eyes are like you, and IQ is like mine. ”

"......" was such a serious topic just now, and the style of painting changed in a moment.

"Dr. Mu said, a slight concussion, not a strenuous exercise......" She blushed like a ripe snake fruit, red and black.

He deliberately asked her as if he was teasing: "Is it that if you have a concussion, you will promise me to give birth to one?" ”

"I didn't say I was going to give birth to a ......"

"How many are there? Two or three? As long as you want, I can afford to raise a few of them, but I'm afraid that my wife will work too hard,......" he said, obviously deliberately misinterpreting her meaning.