Meat Bao and Zhibao were taken into the intensive care unit by Ye Chenmeng.

The meat bun, which has always been lively, also stood stupidly in place at this time, holding Ye Chenmeng's legs tightly, with beautiful big eyes, flickering at his father lying on the bed, without saying a word.

Zhibao stepped forward and touched Lan Lichuan's hand.

He was bleeding profusely and was hypothermic at this moment. Zhibao stuffed his warm little hand into Lan Lichuan's palm with difficulty.

Zhibao was not tall enough, so he had to stand on tiptoe to get close to Lan Lichuan's ears.

He said, "I will protect the dust and the meat bun well, but Dad, you have to rise up and protect me......"

Ye Chenmeng looked at it, and his eyes turned red.

When the children were young, they had never been in contact with Lan Lichuan, so they felt that it didn't matter if they had a father or not. But when you come into contact with it in life, it becomes difficult to let go.

It's like a person who has always been poor, suddenly becomes a multi-millionaire, and maybe quickly adapts. But it is probably not so easy to accept that this multimillionaire will return to civilian life again.

Ye Chenmeng couldn't see such a picture after all, so he squatted down and looked at the meat bun and Zhibao and said, "Follow Dad Tang home first, and Mommy will call you when Dad wakes up, okay?" ”

Zhibao knows that Mommy is very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable......

So he nodded obediently, stepped forward to take the hand of the meat bun, and walked out of the door with Shen Xiaotang. When he walked to the door, Zhibao suddenly turned around: "Chenchen, you must remember to call us, okay?" ”

Ye Chenmeng nodded and watched the children leave.

She sat back on the edge of the bed and placed her hand in the man's palm.

Because of excessive blood loss and lack of water, the man's lips are white, and the cool and thin lips are even dry. She frowned, got up and walked towards the nurses' station outside the door. fetched water, took a pack of cotton swabs, and wanted to help Lan Er moisten the corners of his mouth.

The corridor is a bit long, and it's at least five minutes from here to the nurses' station. She didn't dare to delay for a moment, and when she walked to the door of the intensive care unit, she suddenly saw many doctors and nurses gathered around Lan Lichuan's ward.

In the ward, Lan Lichuan's voice asked weakly in English: "Where is my wife?" Is she hurt? Where is she? ”

The cotton swabs and water in Ye Chenmeng's hands were all poured on the ground.

Pushed away all the doctors and gathered around, and then held the man's hand tightly: "I'm here, I'm here......"

Tears blurred her eyes for a moment, and she couldn't even see his facial features clearly.

Seeing the lively woman, Lan Lichuan was finally relieved.

Reaching out with difficulty, she wanted to help him wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, but she reached out and held his big hand.

The effect of the anesthetic has not yet passed, and when Ye Chenmeng was just now, his movements were a little violent, and at this moment the wound had already ooped blood again.

Ye Chenmeng watched distressedly as the doctor helped him bandage his wound again, and the doctor said a few words to her, and finally stopped shaking his head.

Ye Chenmeng returned to the ward again and looked at the man distressedly: "How could I love such a stupid man......"

She stared intently at the gauze wrapped around his abdomen, as if she was hurting herself.

The man understood the concern in her eyes, pulled the corners of his lips with difficulty, and said with a smile: "The anesthetic hasn't passed yet, it doesn't hurt." ”

"You don't hurt, I hurt! I feel distressed! It hurts so much that I'm dying......" she wiped away a handful of tears in her eyes.

"Die! If you are old in the future, it is better to die before me. He took the woman's hand and rubbed it gently.

If you grow old, then the one who goes first must be happy. The one left behind is even more painful. He was used to helping her arrange all the little things around him, and he couldn't imagine what she would do if he walked ahead one day......

She reached out to help him put on a respirator: "We don't have a white head yet, what do we say about not dying." Don't talk, I'll call Meatbun and Zhibao. ”

Lan Lichuan looked at the back of the woman who reported the good news to the meat bun and Zhibao in the blink of an eye, and the smile in the corner of her eyes deepened. He was glad that he was the one who was injured this time, because if it was her who was lying on the hospital bed, he would have gone crazy. No, it's going to be crazy......

Last night, he didn't wake up. But he kept trying to open his eyes, as if he was fighting against death. He could hear Mrs. Lan's voice coming from his ears, and she was talking tirelessly all night about the past.

When I woke up, it hurt to breathe. He went mad at her, just because he was afraid that if he lost consciousness, she would be hurt again.

Still, it's okay.

Fortunately, she stood in front of her completely......

……

Lan Lichuan's condition recovered well, and after five days in the intensive care unit, he was transferred to a general ward.

The condition was basically stabilized, and in order to prevent intestinal adhesions, the doctor asked to walk around the ground.

I don't know if it's because he is young and strong, so Lan Lichuan's recovery process is faster than expected.

Ye Chenmeng took the initiative to stand beside the man and act as his crutch, and after taking two steps, he asked him with concern: "Does it hurt?" ”

"It's fine." It is impossible to say that it does not hurt, after all, it will always involve the lungs and kidneys.

"Then you put a little more power on me." She put the man's arm on her shoulder.

He was tall and straight, and she didn't wear high heels, she really looked like his crutch.

The man paused, suddenly looked at her very seriously and said, "Mrs. Lan, haven't you eaten well lately?" ”

"Yes! Eat more than pigs. She touched her round belly, like a freshly fed worm.

"How did you lose weight?" His large, warm hand caressed the woman's emaciated cheek.

Recently, I have been running at both ends of the hotel and the hospital, and I am probably a little tired.

Her own physique is not easy to gain weight, and she can't get fat longer when she is tired. So it's normal to lose two pounds.

So he smiled and said to the man, "Isn't it more beautiful to be thinner?" The current little girl is shouting to lose weight every day! ”

"That's because other people have big breasts, Mrs. Lan, you ......" He glanced up and down at the woman's breasts, and then said with a sly look: "Don't lose it!" ”

If it weren't for the man's injury, she really wanted to kick him directly from the top floor of the hospital.

But she still nodded gently, and then asked him, "Do you like big breasts?" ”

"It's fine."

"Big breasts, you know?" She said as she helped him carefully move down the hallway.

Lan Lichuan looked at his Mrs. Lan and said with a smile: "In this way, Mrs. Lan's breasts should be very big." ”

"Lan Ergou, you are blatantly despising my IQ!" She looked up at him and said, "Believe it or not, I resigned, I won't do this crutch." ”

"I only recognize you, wife......" He lowered his eyes, and his love was as deep as the sea.

She still laughed in the end, "Two more minutes of walking, can you hold it?" ”

The man suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to his cheek: "If you give some benefits, you can consider it." ”

She stood on tiptoe and landed a shallow kiss on the man's face, "Let's go!" ”

He leaned against the woman for another minute, and then stopped.

"Tired?" She asked, obviously it was him who hurt, but it took her out of a sweat.

Lan Lichuan shook his head with a smile, then wiped the thin sweat on her face with his sleeve, and said, "I'm tired, let's rest for a while!" ”

So, the two sat down on a bench in the hallway.

She carefully helped him straighten the collar of the hospital gown, and praised him without hesitation: "My Lan Er looks good in everything." ”

"Doesn't it look better if you don't wear it?" The corners of his mouth curled into a wicked and maniacal smile.

Ye Chenmeng shook his head solemnly and said, "Yes, it looks better if you don't wear it, you can take it off for me now!" ”

"Here? It's not okay......" A man pretended to be arrogant, which made Ye Chenmeng couldn't help laughing.

A footstep from far to near, accompanied by a unique voice, gradually approached.

"Lan Lan, why are you still alive?" Murong He, who had just flown over from China, walked over to Lan Lichuan and sat down.

Lan Lichuan gave Shen Xiaotang a roll of his eyes: "If you can't speak, how can you come here, how to go back." ”

"Actually, I mean, why aren't you dead yet?"

"Murong He!!" It was Ye Chenmeng who fried the hair this time.

Murong He was actually very afraid of women's explosiveness, so he said very familiarly: "Little sister-in-law, I am here to personally pick you up and Lan Lan to return to China." Also, Leng Chan has also returned to China......"

Lan Lichuan's eyes suddenly deepened, and he asked, "Then what?" ”

The news of Leng Chan's fraudulent death made headlines, and there were ...... And my sister-in-law, I asked if you could buy me a bottle of water or something first, and I rushed all the way from the airport to the hospital. I don't even have to drink saliva, so you want me to report the information? Murong He looked at Ye Chenmeng with a sad face.

Lan Lichuan understood Murong He's eyes, so he looked back at Ye Chenmeng and said, "Wife, I've worked hard for you." ”

Ye Chenmeng waved his hand and got up to buy water.

Murong He said to Lan Lichuan: "I have checked the news of Leng Chan's fraudulent death, and Leng Zheng personally arranged to deliberately release the news to the media. In addition, Leng Yifeng took out 100 million to redeem Wen Wan. All the key clothing purchaser customers have signed contracts with Dinghan Group, and Leng Yifeng is busy with the affairs of Leng's Group, which has only come to an end. ”

"You're going to tell me, there's more to it than that, right?" Lan Lichuan looked at Murong He.

Murong He nodded: "Those who know me, Mo Ruolan Lan also!" ”

Murong He looked at Lan Lichuan and said, "I just want to ask in person, is it your intention to detain Leng Chan?" ”

"Detention?" Lan Lichuan frowned, since he woke up from the moment of life and death, he had not cared about the movement of this matter.

From Lan Lichuan's eyes, Murong He also saw the clues.

"It's no wonder to me, Leng Chan's video of killing people with a knife is abroad, and it has not flowed into China for the time being. But when Leng Chan returned to China at the airport two days ago, she was arrested as a suspect in killing people with a knife. I thought it was you, but I still don't think it looks like your style, so I wanted to ask you......"