White walls, white curtains, white quilts and white pillows.

The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant water, and on the hospital bed, Shu Ange, who had a pale face, was lying there quietly, his lips were white, he had a hanging needle on his wrist, and he was still wearing an oxygen mask on his face.

The room was dark, the curtains and doors were closed, and no one could tell that there was a person sitting in the corner unless they looked closely.

Liu Huaijin's eyes were full of bloodshots, he hadn't slept and eaten well for three days and three nights, even if Jiangyang City was falling at the moment, he only cared about the little people lying on the bed.

Her eyes were blurred, her voice trembled and she sang, and it was repeated in front of his eyes, and her sunny and sweet smile was like a knife into his heart.

He has Jiang Yangjun in his heart, the great cause of his family and country, and the people of Dawn, but he only forgets her.

Liu Huaijin looked at Shu Ange, who was unconscious, closed his eyes, and his eyelashes kept trembling.

The first time they met, she didn't hesitate to smile brightly, let go of the girl's reserve, and took the initiative to talk to him, with a shy and cute red face, and her eyes were full of him.

Why did he think she was too clingy and too ignorant?

Liu Huaijin opened her eyes and looked at the little person on the bed fixedly, if she couldn't wake up - if she couldn't wake up.

He clutched his hands tightly around his aching heart, and he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

He couldn't accept a world without her.

Time seemed to freeze, Liu Huaijin flashed the picture of the two getting along in front of her eyes, her radiant look back and smiling at the banquet, she sat in the car and secretly glanced at him, afraid of being discovered.

She walked down the stairs smiling, dressed in beautiful clothes.

It turned out that she had been trying to give him the most beautiful smile, Liu Huaijin's fingers were clasped together, and her heart became more and more painful, even when she was injured, she was trying to smile at him.

You are the warmest in the world, and your shoulders are the most reassuring to me, thinking of her singing, Liu Huaijin has a splitting headache, and it is almost difficult to support.

Just as he was about to collapse, a moan escaped from the lips of the person on the bed, his eyelids moved, and he opened his eyes, his eyes a little misty.

If it weren't for Liu Huaijin being in the dark all the time, I'm afraid he wouldn't have noticed Shu Ange's small movements at all.

But at this moment, for Liu Huaijin, that soft groan was the only light in the darkness.

"Ango."

He threw himself on the side of the bed, half-knelt on the ground, held Shu Ange's cold hand in the palm of his hand and put it on his face, and said in a trembling voice: "An Ge, An Ge, I'm here." ”

Shu Ange, who was groggy, opened his eyes and saw a figure like Liu Huaijin in a daze, so he smiled and said, "Husband...... Jun......"

She wore an oxygen mask on her face, her throat was a little dry, and she was inevitably hoarse when she spoke.

But Liu Huaijin felt that this husband was the most beautiful voice in the world, and almost choked up: "Yes, Ange, I am your husband." ”

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, gently stroking the hair on Shu Ange's forehead, his eyes full of doting.

……

The sun and the moon are shining, time passes, and two years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Liu Huaijin has changed from an iron-faced young marshal feared by everyone to a well-known favorite wife madman.

Everyone knows that the young marshal of Jiangyang is worried, and when he encounters a lady with soft fingers, he would rather offend the true king of Hades than see Jiangyang's iron-blooded army.

With the help of Shu Ange and a few technicians, penicillin can already be mass-produced, and the more he gets along with his wife, the more Liu Huaijin feels that he has picked up a treasure, and his wife has so many amazing ideas.

But he was reluctant to let his wife be disturbed by the outside world, not because he was domineering, but because he was afraid that her body would not be able to stand it.

The shot hit her in the lungs, although Shu Ange died nine times after the high fever and broke through the ghost gate.

But the doctor said that her body was already very weak, and she must not be affected, nor should she be depressed or angry, otherwise her body will collapse faster.

Liu Huaijin took the doctor's words as if he were a god, and he couldn't wait to build a glass conservatory and hide Shu Ange in it.