She moved her hand, it hurt a little, no, it hurt a lot, even if it was just a slight movement, it was almost that heart-rending pain.

I can still feel the pain, but I'm still alive.

She looked at the window again, as if she could still smell a spring breath, and even the wind was a little warmer.

And those winds, also bring a light floral scent.

She retracted her gaze again, and finally landed on the man in front of her, chapped and the corners of her lips moved slightly, but she couldn't say anything?

Something is finally broken, and it can't be stuck back anymore.

Ling Ze picked up the cup from the side and placed it in front of her.

"Drink water."

The nurse he remembered had said that as soon as she woke up, he could give her some water, and he had always kept this glass of water here, and he had changed it many times, but he had not counted how many times it had been changed.

Mu Tianen looked at the cup in front of her, she wanted to pick it up, but she found that she didn't have any extra hands at all, one was very tightly packed, and the back of the other hand was being injected.

Ling Ze also seemed to have discovered something, he stretched out his other hand, reached to the pillow, and also lifted her head up, but Mu Tianen smelled a strange smell on him.

He didn't seem to have changed his clothes in a long time, and there was a sour smell on his body.

She opened her mouth, and she had drunk some water, but it was as if she had lost her soul, and the light in her eyes was finally extinguished, and she was also frightened.

Ling Ze removed the cup, and then pulled the quilt for her.

It's just that when his hand touched her face, he didn't feel any temperature?

Her face is like the face of a dead man.

And his hand was like touching an ice cube, and he quickly withdrew his hand from the ice.

Mu Tianen closed her eyes again, she wanted to sleep.

When she woke up again, when she opened her eyes, it was dark outside, it turned out that she had slept for another day, and the medicine had stopped.

She raised her left hand, which was still wrapped in gauze, and there were a lot of injuries, I don't know how many?

But it didn't seem to hurt much.

She raised her right hand again, and shook slightly, and the pain was unbearable again.

Will she keep hurting like this in the future, she doesn't know?

But she knew that this seemed to be the most painful time for her, if it would hurt so much in the future, then why would she still be alive, wouldn't it be good to return this life to Mu Tianqing?

Ling Ze walked in, also carrying something in his hand, and when he saw Mu Tianen sitting on the hospital bed, he couldn't help but speed up his pace.

"I bought soup dumplings, do you want to eat some, your sister said you like this the most."

Ling Ze put the soup dumplings on the table, and then his body shook slightly, as if he also realized that he had said something wrong?

"I bought beef."

He put the buns in the bowl from the bag, and said in his mouth, "Zhuo Xinming said that you can eat it." ”

He took out the bowl again, and then blew on the buns, the shrimp meat, and the crab roe were not edible, so he could only eat this.

He put the buns in front of Mu Tianen, picked up the chopsticks and put them on her mouth, and ate one.

Mu Tianen raised his hand, snapped, and knocked over the bowl, and the bun also fell on the quilt.

Ling Ze's hand was still in the air, and Mu Tianen pulled the quilt and continued to sleep.

She hadn't eaten soup dumplings for a long time, and she didn't like them anymore.

Ling Ze picked up all the buns on the quilt, but the bun juice was all over the quilt, he walked out, and a nurse came over after a while, and then changed the quilt.

When the quilt on her body was uncovered, Mu Tianen didn't even move, she wasn't afraid of the cold, she just opened her eyes and looked at her wrist wrapped in gauze, and moved her fingers slightly, which was the unbearable pain.

Then there was a quilt covered, and one hand pressed the quilt gently, it was a pair of men's hands, with slender fingers and distinct bones, but it was such a pair of hands that pushed her into those glass slags, and almost drained all the blood on her body.

She begged him.

She begged many times, she knew he was outside, she heard his footsteps, but he was still gone.

"I'm sorry ......"

The low and helpless voice I don t know how much heaviness came in, and I am sorry like this, Mu Tianen has heard it many times.

Not every sorry can be exchanged for a sentence that doesn't matter.

It's not that every time it's okay, it means that I forgive.

She also said she was sorry, she said it countless times, but someone forgave her and didn't, no one forgave her, and even in this life, they will hear her sorry, but they will never give it to her.

She didn't want to eat soup dumplings, she didn't want to eat them at all, she also hated soup dumplings, just like Xu Lanying hated her, just like Ling Ze hated her.

She took her right hand out of the quilt, and her hand was swollen at this time, both on her left and right hand, and even the ring on her finger seemed to be tighter.

She struggled to raise her right hand, and also touched the ring, trying to pull it off.

"Don't move."

Ling Ze also held her hand tightly, and the wound would crack open

Mu Tianen finally put down her hand, she shook her hand, and then put her hand in the quilt, but she still touched the ring, and she wanted to take it off.

But as long as she moved, it was such a pain, and a lot of cold sweat oozed from her forehead, as if her left and right hands were not hers.

Zhuo Xinming finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then put down Mu Tianen's claws.

"The wound hasn't cracked, it's good, don't move around in the future, weren't you very cooperative before, and you were also very well-behaved, why are you so disobedient now?"

Mu Tianen looked at his heavy claws.

"Will it still work?"

Now she almost can't feel this hand, can she still use it, is it an ornament, is it only to look at it in the future, but it can't be used?

"It's just that the wound is a little deeper, and you're thinking too much."

And when he said these words, he couldn't help but hide a little bit of weakness in his eyes, this wound is a little deeper, a little heavier, but the trouble is troublesome, it hurts the nerves, flesh and blood can grow well, but the nerves can't grow well, just like he once said, Mu Tianen may be disabled, and it is still the right hand, but no matter what, the hand is still there, and it should not affect the future life.

"Dr. Zhuo......"

Mu Tianen retracted her hand back into the quilt, as if she was afraid of being seen, and her hand was nervous.

"I want to eat buns."

"Steamed buns, okay," Zhuo Xinming knew, "If you want to eat steamed buns, I'll buy them for you in a while, what buns do you want to eat?" ”