Leng Haochen meant that he didn't need Song Xingchen to leave, just let the doctor come over in person.

"I'm really not uncomfortable, I just want to breathe, don't be so nervous." Song Xingchen looked at the wheelchair carefully, and deliberately adjusted the height of the pedals.

"Then sit down, I'll push you back and lie down." When Leng Haochen got up, his right leg still couldn't exert his strength.

"Just your legs and feet, and you still push me?" Song Xingchen covered his mouth and chuckled: "Come on." ”

"Laugh at me?" Leng Haochen raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Xingchen unhappily.

Song Xingchen held Leng Haochen's hand, and his voice was soft: "I don't dare, your leg is injured, I can push you." ”

Leng Haochen turned his face away and refused coldly: "I don't sit." ”

"That's good, anyway, I have something to tell you, if you don't want to hear it, don't sit." Song Xingchen pursed his mouth and hugged his arms arrogantly.

Leng Haochen's eyes flashed, he raised his arm, and said to Song Xingchen with a straight face, "Help me." ”

"Hard-mouthed." Song Xingchen burst out laughing and muttered quietly.

Leng Haochen quietly hooked the corners of his lips, and sat honestly in a wheelchair, but in fact, he was suffocated by the pain, and as soon as he returned to the ward, Song Xingchen found that his wound was oozing blood, and neither of them could care about talking, so they hurriedly found a doctor, and they were busy again.

The doctor said unhappily: "The patient has just finished the operation, can't get out of bed, what is running around?" ”

"I'm sorry, doctor." Song Xingchen honestly admitted his mistake, grabbed the unhappy Leng Haochen, and whispered: "You honestly recuperate from your injuries, don't move anymore." ”

The doctor changed the medicine, re-bandaged it, and put a drip on both of them, looking at their sticky appearance, he said helplessly: "You have just experienced a catastrophe, the loss of the body is very large, intimacy is not for a while, now it is better to rest more, young people have good physical strength, recovery is fast, as long as you don't toss blindly." ”

The doctor's meaningful gaze made Song Xingchen very embarrassed, and hurriedly promised that he would look at Leng Haochen well: "We won't run around and toss." ”

"This medicine has a sleeping effect, but you want to run." The doctor snorted arrogantly and turned away.

Leng Haochen smiled: "Why are you suddenly so well-behaved?" ”

"It's not all your fault." Song Xingchen turned around and hugged him, and the hands of the two who did not have intravenous drips clasped tightly: "The doctor saved your life, I am very grateful, I am willing to do whatever I want." ”

This kind of love words that are more touching than confessions made Leng Haochen's heart warm, and he clenched her hand, and what he wanted to say gradually became blurred because of the pain of the wound.

"Sleep, get some rest." Song Xingchen also blinked his eyes and rubbed on his shoulder, with a pleasant curvature at the corners of his lips.

……

Three days later......

In the garden outside the hospital, on the quiet stone road, the dark green forest is covered with a clear spring, Song Xingchen is sitting on a wooden bench, and Leng Haochen is still tightly bandaged next to him.

Raising his eyes to the sky, Song Xingchen recalled the thrilling scene before, and he still remembered it vividly, the raging flames were burning violently, and the explosion was roaring in his ears, but now in front of him was the blue sky and clear clouds, and the flowers were red and willow green.

"Haochen, I feel like I'm dreaming."

Song Xingchen was in a trance for a while, but at this moment, Leng Haochen was sitting beside her decently, his palm was close to her palm at the moment, and the warm touch made her believe that the two of them had really escaped death.

almost lost Leng Haochen's feelings, she didn't want to experience it anymore.

"Huh?" Leng Haochen lowered his eyes, looked at her not very good face, and said comfortingly: "Another nightmare?" ”

In the past few days, Song Xingchen has been waking up from nightmares, which once made him blame himself very much for failing to protect his beloved woman.

"No, I am...... Felt unreal. Song Xingchen couldn't figure it out, that day she really had the thought of 'can't save him and Leng Haochen from dying together', and she broke the boat.

But when did Leng Haochen become so important in her heart? How important was that she could risk her life to save him?

However, there is no doubt that this man is the one she wants to be with for the rest of her life.

"What are you thinking? Silly. Leng Haochen saw that Song Xingchen was absent-minded, and tapped her head lightly, letting her focus on herself.

"I was thinking, it's good to be able to look at you like this." Song Xingchen leaned on Leng Haochen's shoulder and muttered in a low voice.

She was ashamed to speak such soft words, and her voice was so low that only she could hear it.

Leng Haochen pursed his lips and chuckled, hooked Song Xingchen's neck, let her lean on his shoulder socket, and teased: "Are you confessing to me? ”

"Tell you seriously, you still make fun of me, right?" Embarrassed by Leng Haochen's words, Song Xingchen snorted, pushed Leng Haochen away, stood up and was about to walk away.

Unexpectedly, she was grabbed by Leng Haochen, her body was weightless, she fell into his arms, and exclaimed: "Don't press your wounds." ”

"It's fine." Leng Haochen held her down, lowered his head and rubbed: "Huh? Where is my Mrs. Leng going? ”

"What nonsense, who is your Mrs. Leng?" Song Xingchen turned around and retorted dissatisfiedly.

"Xingchen ......" Leng Haochen approached quietly, and his lips almost touched Song Xingchen's earlobe.

In the past few days, both of them have been injured, and they have been affectionate and polite, and his sudden intimate behavior made Song Xingchen's heart beat faster, with low eyebrows and lowered his eyes, thinking of the scene where Leng Haochen proposed to her before he fainted.

Song Xingchen's eyes have been erratic, beware of someone passing by.

"Be attentive." Leng Haochen picked up Song Xingchen's face and let her face him.

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Song Xingchen, who was thinking back to Leng Haochen's marriage proposal scene, felt a kind of weakness after being discovered at this time, and still didn't dare to look at Leng Haochen directly.

In the midst of the flames, in the face of life and death, such a show of love was heroic and romantic, and now after being out of danger, she only felt doubly moved when she thought about it.

"I hear you...... You promised to marry me, so now your identity is my wife. An undoubted momentum emanated from Leng Haochen's body.

"Is there one? How come I don't remember? Song Xingchen shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, his tone exuded a feeling of indifference, but his heart was a deer.

Seeing the little woman pretending to be stupid, Leng Haochen hooked her lips: "Really forgot?" ”

Song Xingchen moved his gaze to the ground: "I forgot...... No, I didn't say yes at all. ”

"Then act like it didn't happen." Leng Haochen's face sank, and his voice became indifferent.

What the? When, done, not, happened, born, ever became?

She was reserved for a while, and Leng Haochen didn't admit it?

Song Xingchen was about to denounce Leng Haochen, but he heard him say again: "Then I'll ask again." ”

"What?" Song Xingchen looked at Leng Haochen inexplicably.