An Mu helped Deng Huanchen and walked to the bed next to him, when Deng Huanchen was about to lie down, he suddenly heard Feng Hou's voice, "Wife"

Deng Yanchen sat up straight, and rushed over at once, "I'm here, Fenghou, I'm here." ”

Feng Hou's hand immediately grabbed Deng Yanchen tightly.

Then, he slowly opened his eyes.

What caught my eye was Deng Yanchen's face, his eyes were red and bloodshot, his lips were dry, his skin was a little pale, he was wearing cotton pajamas, his hair was messy, and he was wearing a suit.

At this time, Deng Huanchen is definitely not beautiful, but Feng Hou feels that Deng Huanchen at this moment is the most beautiful woman in the world.

Feng Hou looked at Deng Yanchen and said domineeringly: "Wife, don't run away, I will definitely hold you tightly this time." ”

Deng Yanchen's tears rolled down all of a sudden.

Deng Yanchen and Feng Hou have always lived a needle-to-needle life, and the two of them quarreled, argued, and even started to fight.

However, Deng Yanchen rarely shed tears in front of the marquis.

Seeing her tears at this moment, Feng Hou only felt stuffy in his heart, he stretched out his hand and tried to wipe Deng Yanchen's tears, "Wife, don't cry, don't cry, am I wrong, I'm just a bastard wife"

Deng Yanchen held his hand and lay on the bed all of a sudden, "Yes, you're just a bastard, what are you doing drinking so much wine, don't you know that your stomach is bad, you bastard, are you going to make me worry about you to death?"

Deng Yanchen's cursing voice, accompanied by a choked voice, made Feng Xiao anxious all of a sudden, "Wife, don't cry, yes, yes, I'm a bastard, it's all my fault, wife"

Seeing that he was about to do it, Deng Yanchen raised his head and glared at him fiercely, "Lying down, who told you to do it, didn't you see that you were still on a drip?"

Feng Hou obediently lay down, and then looked at Deng Yanchen with blank eyes, "Wife, are you still leaving?"

Deng Jianchen:

Deng Yanchen sighed, "Okay, I'm not leaving, I'll be here to guard you." ”

Feng Hou's eyes turned red all of a sudden, "Wife, yesterday I thought I was really going to lose you." ”

Deng Yanchen's chest was also seen, and she felt that tears that had been in her hands for several years seemed to be pouring out at this moment, she turned her head sideways, wiped the big tears from the corners of her eyes, and then looked at Feng Hou with a smile, "What stupid things are you talking about?"

There were two people over there, An Mu was standing in the room, it was really embarrassing, she quietly walked to the door, wanting to leave the little space in the ward for two people, but she didn't expect that just after walking to the door, the door of the ward was suddenly opened.

Then, with the support of Feng Siyue, the old lady walked in menacingly.

As soon as she came in, her eyes first fell on Feng Hou on the hospital bed, and then she scolded loudly, "Deng Yanchen, Feng Hou is sick like this, why are you still crying here, don't you know if you are crying in the ward?"

As soon as the words fell, Deng Yanchen sat up straight, his back straightened, and he subconsciously wanted to open his mouth back.

But suddenly, Deng Yanchen skimmed Feng Hou on the hospital bed, and the words swirled around his mouth, and he swallowed them back.

If she quarrels with the old lady, the saddest thing is actually the marquis.

Deng Yanchen didn't speak, but An Mu was not a person who could see Feng's mother angry, so he couldn't help but speak immediately, "Old lady, your words are not right"