Mu Aoqing glared at Su Jinbo, eager to seal his mouth with duct tape.

Su Jinbo glanced at her coldly, "Since you're here, let's go in." ”

Mu Aoqing's heart rose to her throat again, she slowly pushed open the door, and looked over, Chu Ziming was leaning against the head of the bed in a hospital gown, holding a document in one hand and burying it in the quilt with the other, and she was still talking to Chu Zihe who was checking him.

Hearing the sound of the door, he thought it was Secretary Fu coming back, but the man just said lightly, "Secretary Fu, you bring these contracts back." ”

His voice was hoarser than usual, but still of the heavy type.

Mu Aoqing stood at the door, looking at the man on the hospital bed in a daze, a little difficult to digest for a while.

Before she could close the door, she glanced back at the two men who were still sitting outside.

Zheng Qinan said: People are not dead, and there is still a breath.

What Su Jinbo said was more evil than him.

She really believed in the evil of those two people!

There's anger, there's self-deprecation, there's anger, but there's more...... It's a blessing.

On the road, there was only one thought that went back and forth in her mind: what would she do if something happened to him......

didn't get an answer, Chu Ziming frowned and raised his head to look over, it was not Secretary Fu who came into sight.

Didn't you say don't tell her, who took his words as a deaf ear?

Mu Aoqing hid all her emotions, and her fingers tightly clutching the bag belt slowly relaxed, "Do you have anything to do?" ”

"Do you think I'm in trouble?"

"Oh, that's my mistake," the expression on Mu Aoqing's face didn't fluctuate at all, turned around, and prepared to leave, "You rest, I'll go back." ”

All his worries and fears could not withstand his peace.

"Xiaoqing, since you're here, come and accompany me," Chu Ziming looked at the woman's back, his eyebrows were calm, and he said three words word by word, "Accompany me." ”

Hearing this, Mu Aoqing's feet seemed to be glued to the floor, and he couldn't take a step.

Although he didn't look like a big problem, since he could lie on the hospital bed, it wouldn't be just a skin injury.

She turned, her eyes reddening.

Mu Aoqing closed her eyes, forgetting that this was the first time she had lost to him, it was just a sentence, and her heart that had just hardened was softened.

In the end, he didn't want to leave in his heart, and if she really didn't want to care, he would tie her up here, and it would be useless.

Turning around, he slowly walked to the side of the hospital bed, pursed his lips, and asked in a low voice, "How did you drive?" So carelessly? ”

Such soft-spoken care is really her.

Chu Ziming wanted to hug her, but the injuries on his body did not allow him to do so, so he put down his phone and held her cold hand.

His eyes were gentle, and he didn't answer her question, but soothed, "Don't be afraid, I'm fine, it's just a skin injury." ”

From the moment she received Zheng Qinan's call, Mu Aoqing's spirit was a little trance, worried and frightened along the way.

All emotions poured out in this moment.

The temperature that belonged to him was transmitted directly to her through skin contact, and suddenly there was an urge to cry, and her nasal cavity was sour, and she was afraid that tears would overflow from her eyes if she looked at him more.

So he lowered his head, and his heart was turbulent, but he just said, "What's the matter with you?" She rubbed her eyes and asked how Chu Zihe was.

Chu Ziming looked at her nervous appearance and hooked his lips and smiled, "I really don't have to worry." ”

"You!" Mu Aoqing's eyebrows furrowed, and when she raised her eyes, she saw the man's dark eyes with a faint smile.

She wanted to pull her hand out, but she didn't dare to really push it, because she didn't know what he had hurt.

"Why are your hands so cold," Chu Ziming rubbed his calloused fingertips slowly and slowly on the back of the woman's hand, "There is a smell of wine and smoke on my body, it's so late, where did you get it?" ”

Although the voice is gentle, the sense of oppression that should be felt has not diminished.

Mu Aoqing avoided the man's gaze unnaturally, "Those two good brothers of yours are spending all day drinking outside, and the whole corridor is full of smoke, let me tell you, if you really have any big things, tell me in advance, so that I don't have to worry." ”

Chu Zihe smiled and walked out consciously.

Seeing the man looking at her, his eyes seemed to have already seen everything, even if he knew that she was lying, he did not continue the topic.

"Xiaoqing, just stay with me for one night, and you'll go back to sleep tomorrow, huh?"

"Let me see your injuries first," Mu Aoqing didn't refuse, nor did she agree, she put the bag in her hand on the cabinet next to her, and leaned over to unbutton his hospital gown.

Chu Ziming held the woman's hand at the right time, leaned over to his lips and kissed it, "I'll see it tomorrow, I'm sleepy." ”

Mu Aoqing frowned and glared at him, "No." ”

In fact, she went to ask the doctor to find out, but none of the descriptions were true to what she saw with her own eyes.

Looking at the woman's unyielding appearance, Chu Ziming smiled helplessly, "Wrapped in gauze, I can't see anything, I really don't have anything to do, it's Jinbo who is making a big fuss." ”

In the end, it was Mu Aoqing who compromised.

The senior ward has everything, very complete, hastily washed in the bathroom, took a basin of hot water to the bed, and scrubbed him.

This is the first time Mu Aoqing has done this kind of thing, and he is afraid of touching his wounds, so he is extremely careful in his actions.

Chu Ziming is still the same as when Mu Aoqing came in, leaning on the head of the bed with her upper body, enjoying her rare meekness.

Under the light, the angular facial features presented a rare gentleness, and she opened her mouth to call her name, "Xiaoqing." ”

"Huh?" After Mu Aoqing hung up the towel, she walked out of the bathroom and walked to the hospital bed, "What's wrong, does the wound hurt?" ”

Chu Ziming shook his head, just held the woman's hand and said, "Sleep on the bed." ”

"No, you can sleep on yours, I'll sleep on the couch for one night."

The man smiled gently, and his voice was still low, "No, Xiaoqing." ”

Not going

"That's not going to work either."

"If you sleep on the sofa, I will feel distressed," Chu Ziming lifted the quilt, got out of bed and picked up the person.

Mu Aoqing was startled, wrapping her arms around the man's neck was an instinctive reaction, and raised her voice, "You don't want to die!" ”

Although she is very thin, she is also more than one meter and six meters tall, in fact, the position of her chest hurts, but Chu Ziming just smiled.

The voice was unhurried, "Well, you keep moving, if my wound is ruptured, you have to keep an eye on me." ”

She doesn't sleep very well, it's hard to fall asleep after changing the environment, and she keeps her selfishly because she misses her.

Hearing the man's words, Mu Aoqing's hand on his shoulder was retracted as if it had been burned, but he was worried that he couldn't bear his weight, so he wrapped his neck again.

Anxious and afraid, "You let me down." ”

Chu Ziming stood still, and of course he didn't put her down, his black eyes stared at the woman's crimson face because she was in a hurry, and her eyes were wet with starry eyes, which made people want to bully.

The pain of the wound made sweat beads ooze from the corners of his forehead, but he didn't pay attention to it at all, and asked slowly, "Where to sleep?" ”

The man's meaning was obvious, as long as her answer was not what he wanted to hear, he would hold her like this.

Mu Aoqing couldn't help it, and said a word in a low voice, "...... Bed. ”

What else can she say in this situation?

Chu Ziming hooked the corners of his lips with satisfaction, walked to the side of the bed and laid the person flat on the bed, took off her coat, he also lay on the bed, and turned off the light.

Pick the person into your arms, "Good, sleep." ”

"But what about Niannian? She'll cry when I'm not there. ”

The man's voice was hoarse, as if it had been scraped from the tip of a knife, as if he was enduring something, "Take it, or send it to Jing Qi." ”

How could it be possible to take it? She had no choice but to compromise again.

Mu Aoqing leaned in the crook of his arm, and in addition to his unique crisp taste, there was also a faint smell of blood between his snorts, "Is the wound cracked?" ”

She tried to sit up to look at his injuries, but she was held down by her waist and not allowed to move.

"I can still hold you, what kind of big injury can it be?" Chu Ziming said slowly, just holding her, and didn't do anything excessive, "Don't move, I won't hurt." ”

The curtains were tightened, and after Chu Zihe consciously walked out, the entire senior ward was very quiet, and the warm liquid soaked Mu Aoqing's eyes.

He married her when she was most reluctant to love him, and he was unhappy all the time, who would have thought that she Mu Aoqing would fall in love with a man other than Meng Liang in this life?

They went around and around, and they were still struggling.

Obviously, they can love each other well.

The voice was very low, almost inaudible, "Chu Ziming, what do you want?" She landed on her feet, sat on the bed by herself, and wiped her tears, "What should I do if something happens to you?" ”

The man chuckled in a low voice, "All my property belongs to you."

Mu Aoqing glared at him, "That's right, anyway, I just don't have money now, and if I have money, I'll take care of a little white face who is more handsome than you and better than you." ”

The white light fell through the gap in the curtain, but it was only a shallow light, and the two people hugging each other on the hospital bed couldn't even see each other's faces clearly.

Chu Ziming sighed slightly, this time the injury was not clear, it was a gunshot wound, in order not to make her worry too much, she said the car accident.

He slowly returned to the bed, slowly approaching, and the warm kiss began on her forehead, inch by inch, and finally stopped on her cheek, which was soaked with tears, "Don't cry. ”

"What a bastard!"

"Xiaoqing, today's accident was just an accident, I promise, there won't be a next time, okay?"

Mu Aoqing hugged him gently, tears bursting into her eyes.

Three days later, Mu Aoqing happened to hear a gunshot wound mentioned by the doctor when he examined him again.

She trembled violently and immediately rushed in, but seeing Chu Ziming's instantly smiling face, she blocked everything she wanted to say in her heart, he didn't want her to know, there must be his own reasons.

Chu Ziming waved his hand and beckoned the doctor to go out.

He leaned on the head of the bed leisurely, even a hospital gown could not hide his innate elegance and dignity, and he said to Mu Aoqing, "Come here." ”

Mu Aoqing took a deep breath, walked in, and said with a smile, "What did the doctor say?" ”

"Say... I lack the nourishment of love~" The man smiled, the corners of his mouth raised, "Xiaoqing, you are my medicine." ”

"You can say that!" Mu Aoqing poured him a glass of water, handed him a drink, and watched him drive away with great effort.