Shen Mubai hurriedly let go of Qiao Ran's hand, only then did he notice that Qiao Ran's fingers were badly swollen.

"What's wrong with your swollen hands? Wen Shimo held it hard? ”

"No, Song Wanqing has blood stasis in her brain, I will massage her."

"I asked the doctor, and the doctor said that her bruising was a normal concussion sequelae, and it could return to normal after a while, I saw that Song Wanqing's headache was deliberately pretended, just to use you to treat her and find fault, you are so wronged, I don't want you to suffer these grievances, Qiao Ran, marry me, let me protect you, okay?" Shen Mubai looked at Qiao Ran with great distress.

"Let me think about it!" Qiao Ran compromised.

Shen Mubai's handsome face showed a warm and happy smile like spring.

"Okay, thank you for your willingness to consider me."

……

In Song Wanqing's ward.

Wen Shimo took care of Song Wanqing, washed up, and helped her lie on the bed.

"Amo, I feel really happy to be taken care of by you so meticulously, I feel much better now, I believe it won't be long before I can be discharged from the hospital, and I don't have to worry about delaying our wedding." Song Wanqing's voice was sweet and moving, and she looked at Wen Shimo with a warm smile.

Wen Shimo looked at Song Wanqing's delicate and moving face, and the words Qiao Ran said in Prince Garden's hospital room came to mind.

——What a lucky and happy thing it is to be loved by a person who risks his life for himself.

Song Wanqing twice risked his life in order to save him, how lucky was he to be so loved by Song Wanqing?

- You have been together day and night for three years, and you may love her without knowing it.

- It's easy to verify that you love her, seeing her hurt, your heartache will double, your breathing will hurt, your worries and fears will become clear and intense, it means that you have fallen in love with her.

When he saw Qiao Ran in danger, he had these emotions, so he loved Qiao Ran without knowing it?

"Amo, Amo...... What happened to you? Song Wanqing's hand shook a few times in front of Wen Shimo.

"Don't worry, our wedding will not be delayed, you will be discharged from the hospital soon, and when the time comes, I will make you the most beautiful and happiest bride in the world." Wen Shimo came back to his senses and said in a gentle and doting voice.

Compared with the ethereal love without knowing it, Song Wanqing saved him twice regardless of the danger of her own life, which is more rare and valuable, and it is more worthy of his cherishment.

The woman who used him for revenge - not worth any emotions on his part.

The door of the ward was not closed, and when Qiao Ran walked to the door of the ward, what he heard was Wen Shimo's voice as gentle as water saying those words to Song Wanqing.

My heart suddenly felt like I had been stabbed by something, and it hurt so much that I had difficulty breathing.

Qiao Ran, this man is not worth your distress for him.

It's not worth it at all!

After comforting himself a few times in his heart, Qiao Ran knocked on the door of the ward.

"Please come in!" Song Wanqing's gentle voice sounded.

"Xiao Ran, why are you here so late?" Song Wanqing asked with a gentle smile.

"On the first day, the medicine should be a little heavier, this medicine is different from the medicine that was pushed to you in the afternoon, and it will be massaged again before you go to bed to help you recover." Qiao Ran said warmly.

"Aren't your hands too tired? Why don't you change to another doctor to do Tuina? Song Wanqing asked with concern.

"It's okay, other doctors can't massage well, it's not good to push you in pain, and it's not good if the effect of the medicine is not advanced, or I'll do it myself, it's more reassuring."

"Then I'm really bothering you today."

"It's okay, as long as my sister and brother-in-law can get married as soon as possible, no matter how hard I work, it's worth it." Qiao Ran poured the medicine into his palm as he spoke, rotated it gently, and then placed it on the temples on both sides of Song Wanqing, rotating regularly.

Under the light, Wen Shimo saw that Qiao Ran's originally slender fingers had become swollen and thick.

I massaged for several hours in the afternoon, and now I am massaging again, it must be very painful, right?

Wen Shimo, what does it matter to you whether she hurts or not?

Don't forget the great shame this woman has given you.

As for the shame of her using you to take revenge, not to mention that her fingers are tired and swollen, or she breaks her ten fingers, she is to blame.

Thinking like this in his heart, he looked at the turning fingers in front of him, but the more he looked at it, the more he looked at it, the more it became an eyesore, and after looking at it for a few minutes, Wen Shimo walked to the sofa behind him and sat down, picked up the documents sent by Zhou Yu and processed them.

I just looked at the document in front of me, but I couldn't concentrate on it.

The corner of his eye is always uncontrollable to peek at the massage figure sitting upright.

Wen Shimo forced himself to calm down and deal with the documents, and gave himself several psychological constructions, and then he devoted himself to the emotions of dealing with the documents.

Time passed bit by bit, and Song Wanqing saw that Wen Shimo was concentrating on processing the documents without looking at Qiao Ran, and the vigilance in her heart slowly relaxed.

Qiao Ran's massage technique was too comfortable, and she soon began to fall into a deep sleep after relaxing her emotions.

In the quiet ward, only the faint friction sound of Qiao Ran's massage and Wen Shimo's occasional tapping on the keyboard remained.

When Wen Shimo finished processing all the documents, he saw that Qiao Ran was still massaging.

The time display is 12:12 a.m.

She has been massaging continuously for almost three hours.

At the end of the day, six hours of non-stop massage, doesn't she want hands?

Looking at Qiao Ran's back sitting straight, Wen Shimo's heart became more and more chaotic.

At 12:30, the mobile phone in Qiao Ran's pocket vibrate, prompting her that it was time for the massage, so she stopped the massage.

This time, Qiao Ran didn't get up immediately, but massaged his temples with a sore and numb hand for a while, and only got up after making sure that his brain was very clear.

"Stop!"

Qiao Ran had just taken two steps, and there was a man's voice behind him, which was extremely clear in the quiet late night.

Although his voice was as low and magnetic as before, Qiao Ran listened to it, and he no longer had the previous state of mind.

I used to feel like my ears were going to get pregnant just by listening to his voice.

Listening to the still familiar voice now, it is like a sharp dagger slashing through the heart, with a slight pain that penetrates into the bones.

"Today's treatment has ended, what else is going on with Mr. Wen?" Qiao Ran, who is not acting in front of Song Wanqing, has the same cold voice and no temperature.

"I'm worried that Wanqing will wake up in the middle of the night and have a headache, and before she is discharged from the hospital, you will sleep in the escort room at night."

The VIP ward has a dedicated and independent escort room so that the accompanying family can rest with peace of mind.

Wen Shimo's words made Qiao Ran's heart burn with the urge to kill, and he quickly turned around and glared at Wen Shimo angrily.

"Wen Shimo, you don't have to make an inch."

Looking at Qiao Ran's face full of anger, Wen Shimo felt that he was much more angry than the woman who lowered his head and only promised him and was obedient.

"I'm going to get an inch." Wen Shimo said, and a provocative smile bloomed on his handsome face.

Although his smile was very charming, making people look as if all the tiredness had disappeared in his charming smile, Qiao Ran had no intention of admiring the heroic and compelling beautiful man in front of him.

I just wanted to punch him in the defiant eyes.

But her softest weakness is in his hands, and she can only slowly extinguish the anger in her heart.

"There are sleeping aids in the medicine of massage, I assure you with my personality that Song Wanqing will definitely sleep well until dawn today, even if you bang the gong and set off firecrackers, she will not wake up."

"You still have a personality? A scheming woman who can disregard any morality for revenge, and still has personality to speak of? Even if what you say is true, you have to stay and accompany you, and I don't want Wanqing to suffer a little grievance. ”

Looking at Wen Shimo's mocking and cold gaze, Qiao Ran knew that she couldn't turn over Wen Shimo's palm.

After experiencing too much today and massaging for another six hours, she was so tired physically and mentally that she turned around and walked into the escort ward like fate.

Watching Qiao Ran walk into the escort ward like a deflated ball in an instant, Wen Shimo's eyes darkened a little.