"What a small injury, I asked the doctor, the bullet got stuck in your bones, this arm of yours is almost useless, don't let me worry, you haven't replied to my message for two days, did you ever think that I would be cranky?"

An Ran was pressed against his chest, and listened to the voice coming from his chest and said, "Mu Xingfeng, promise me that no matter what the situation is in the future, even if it is just a cut, you will tell me, okay?" As you said, we are husband and wife, husband and wife should be honest with each other, I am not as fragile as you think, you hide it from me like this, it makes me worry even more, and it makes me think cranky, you know? ”

Mu Xingfeng touched her soft hair, listened to her choked voice, and his chest was wet.

He knew that everything she said was from her heart, and if it were him, he would do the same, and would rather be frightened than ignorant.

"Daughter-in-law, I'm sorry, I won't be next time." Mu Xingfeng assured her.

An Ran raised his head again, with tears in the corners of his eyes, "Really? Words count, pull hooks. ”

Mu Xingfeng looked at her childishly stretched out his little thumb and hooked his little thumb up, "Really, pull hook, daughter-in-law, do you know why I didn't tell you?" My husband is not afraid of being bulleted, but he is afraid that you will shed tears. ”

Seeing An Ran laughing because he broke into tears in response to her small actions, Mu Xingfeng quipped.

"I'm just crying, but I'm really strong."

An Ran embarrassedly buried his head in Mu Xingfeng's chest, rubbed it on his clothes, and rubbed all the tears on his face onto his hospital gown.

"Well, my daughter-in-law is very strong," Mu Xingfeng commented seriously.

But how does this sound like an ambiguity?

The ward was so quiet, the two of them snuggled tightly, and in less than a moment, Mu Xingfeng judged from the even breathing sound on his chest that An Ran should have fallen asleep.

This time should be the deep sleep time of the day, but An Ran was worried all night, and ran over overnight, and when he relaxed, his sleepiness naturally came up.

Mu Xingfeng touched her little hand, which was already warm, and reached out and touched her little face, which was also hot.

An Ran was lying on Mu Xingfeng's chest at this time, his hands were still around his waist, this posture was not comfortable for Mu Xingfeng, who had injured one arm, but he was reluctant to push her away.

Next to her soft little body, the wings of her nose are full of her unique fragrance, Mu Xingfeng feels that even if he is in an uncomfortable position, he can hold on all night without moving.

But at this time, An Ran still had an arm pressed under his waist, he was worried that when he got up in the morning, her arm would be the same as the one he was hanging, so he didn't want to move anymore, so he adjusted his posture, turned to the side, faced An Ran, and held her in his arms.

An Ran, who was shocked, snorted, found a comfortable position in Mu Xingfeng's arms and fell asleep again......

At eight o'clock in the morning, He Yushu took Chen's mother into the ward, and was startled to see the two sleeping in their arms on the hospital bed.

She couldn't be clearer about what her son was like, why did someone come to climb the bed in a hospital?

Just as he was about to go over to see which woman climbed into his bed while her son was injured and unable to move, she saw Mu Xingfeng open her eyes and look at her.

"Son, how do you ......"

Before He Yushu's words were finished, Mu Xingfeng frowned, pursed his mouth, and motioned for her not to speak.

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