Chapter 1 He Is Not My Husband
The sky was bright, and it was no longer dark and gloomy outside the window, but Zhou Yiyan turned around after eight hours of labor pain, and everything was covered with a layer of gray shadow.
After coming out of the operating room, she was sent directly back to the ward, and dimly heard the doctor ask, "Is it the husband of the mother?" ”
She suddenly felt amused and embarrassed.
The one in there was probably the one who went to the wrong ward.
She came to the hospital alone, without anyone by her side.
Since the fall of the Zhou family a year ago, the trees have fallen and scattered, relatives near and far have stopped contacting, and those friends who are usually commensurate with her sisters have also been estranged all of a sudden, and they are afraid of her.
The warmth and coldness of people really have to be seen when the mountains and rivers are exhausted.
Even her closest parents chose to leave for debt abandonment, leaving her alone, and no one would come to see her.
When he was admitted to the hospital, he said that his husband had not returned from a business trip, but it was just a lie to the hospital.
Unexpectedly, a deep and mellow voice sounded with a cold metallic texture: "Yes." ”
She suddenly felt a sigh in her heart, and before she could come back to her senses, she heard the doctor continue: "Why did you come so late, no matter how busy you are, you can't ignore your wife and children." Come here and help carry the mother to the hospital bed. ”
Just when she was in a state of panic and trying to open her eyes to see what was going on, her body was suddenly picked up.
The lower limbs were not felt by the anesthesia, but the upper body could feel it, and the arm that passed through his armpit was strong and powerful.
Who? Who is it?
Although the other party only said one word, the voice was familiar. A vague name came out in her heart, but she decisively denied it.
It can't be him, it can't be.
She felt herself put back on her hospital bed, and then her arm was raised and a sleeve was put in.
Sleeves......?
Only then did she realize that from the time she came out of the operating room to the present, she had not been covered with an inch on her body!
There were many figures shaking in front of him, and cold sweat was fine and dense oozing from his forehead and flowing into his eyes, so hot that tears came out.
It's even more unclear.
The nurse neatly measured her blood pressure and heartbeat, and connected it to the instrument.
She heard who the doctor was explaining: "I have to finish two bottles of anti-inflammatory solution and three bottles of nutrient solution today, and remember to ring the bell to notify the nurse when I am about to run out of medicine." ”
"The mother is still having a fever and can't breastfeed, and the baby choked on a little amniotic fluid when she was born, and now she is observing in the incubator."
"Hmm." The mellow sound emits only a cold monosyllable.
The sound of footsteps rose and fell, and finally disappeared outside the door.
Zhou Yiyan slowly turned his neck, looking for the man's position, and his gaze slowly focused for a while.
The man standing on the side of the bed was hairy, with broad shoulders and straight back, slender and straight, because of the backlight, only a resolute silhouette could be seen.
The tentacles of memory stretched out and probed into the memory point that was deliberately buried in the depths of my heart.
The past that she didn't want to touch came like a tide in an instant, and she suddenly forgot to breathe.
It's him.
It turned out to be him.
She opened her mouth wide like a fool and was shocked.
"Guan Linyuan......? How did you end up here? You're not ......."
The weak voice was a little hoarse, and Zhou Yiyan only felt the coldness on his body penetrate into his heart.
In the past year, the pain, shame, and shame that she deliberately forgot and buried erupted uncontrollably, making her almost collapse.
Cold sweat was dripping from her forehead, her body was as cold as being immersed in ice water, and she seemed to be able to hear the "gurgling" sound of her upper and lower teeth bumping against each other.
She had both instinctive fear and deep hatred for this man.
"I'm out of prison." The man's voice was like a piece of music played by Tobsauer, rich and beautiful, but lacking warmth.
After completing his sentence, he came out.
She chewed on these words carefully, and it was like a train rumbling through her head, crushing every nerve in her head.
Is this released?
The man suddenly leaned down to look, and the light suddenly fell on his face, which was as cold as a knife and an axe.
She was startled by his sudden move, and her body subconsciously shrank a little.
Just looking at the left side of the man's face, it is so perfect that it kills the most popular star idol at the moment, but on the right side of the face, a dark red scar extends from the bottom of the eye to the chin, twisted and hideous.
It is conceivable that when the scar fell, as long as it deviated from it by one inch further, the entire right eye could be destroyed.
"I'll come to see you as soon as I come out, and I'm kind enough to you, right?"
When he said this, the man's tone was so cold that a layer of ice slag froze, there was no expression on his face, and there was frost in his narrow Danfeng's eyes.
Zhou Yiyan only felt a chill crawling up his spine, and his scalp suddenly tingled.
How did she forget that she hated this man, and this man must hate him too.
Their respective lives were completely disrupted because of each other's appearance, and they lived as people and ghosts.
So, is he here to get revenge on her?
She realized this in hindsight and remembered the nurse's shouting earlier.
INTERVIEWER Is it the husband of the mother?
He said...... Be.
Zhou Yiyan's already bloodless face turned white in an instant, and her heart was grabbed in horror, she turned her head in panic and shouted at the half-hidden door: "Help, help, he's not my husband!" ”