Sweet Nothings

Yan Qing stayed outside the glass wall of the intensive care unit, so he stood quietly, watching the medical staff going in and out, using various medical instruments on Huo Yunshen's body, and his drooping eyes never moved too much.

No one could persuade her to persuade, she no longer cried, and her eyes were steady, except for standing stubbornly, she looked normal.

Most of Huo’s cronies have been withdrawn. Only the white coat passes back and forth. Everyone knows Yan Qing, the female star with a full topic, and Mrs. Huo. The Internet has reported that the relationship between the husband and wife is complicated and false. But now everyone sees with his own eyes, President Huo can do it for his wife's life. The wife is like a soul pumped, pale and slender, wearing a wide-ranging sick suit, stubbornly guarding a bed that she can't touch.

Dr. He hurried back and forth in anxiety, afraid that his wife would not be able to recover easily, and she was so exhausted before recuperating that her body could not bear it.

Min Jing patted his shoulder: "Please rest, my wife will take care of me."

"But she..."

"Don't underestimate her," Min Jing shook his head. "My sister-in-law was so powerful that she was taken so far away, she forgot everything, and she could come back to Shen Ge by herself. Everyone used to be bad to Shen Ge, only had a sister-in-law. One, accept him firmly."

The eyes behind his lens were a little hot: "When she first came back, I still complained about her. Think about how stupid I am, how deep she has to be in order to withstand those hardships and have a present with Shen Brother. "

Min Jing took care of his lost image and picked up a coat and walked to Yan Qing.

"Sister-in-law," he called out a few years ago, "Put it on, don't fall ill."

Yan Qing didn't look at him and said softly, "No need."

Min Jing was ready to say, "It's Shen Brother's coat."

Yan Qing shook her fingertips and immediately took over the clothes, holding them tightly in her arms, absorbing the weak breath left by him, and after a short while, she put it on her body and wrapped herself in it like he was wrapped around his arms.

Min Jing didn't persuade her to leave, and brought her a small padded sofa, which was specially changed into a popular topic, trying to divert her attention: "Jiang Ying was blown up, and those bodyguards helped torture him, and he was killed or injured. Was hurt, the one who took you away from the door of the room was in the worst condition, and Huang Feng who locked the door—"

He sneered: "The old guy found our people outside, deliberately didn't walk through the main entrance to the first floor, and flipped out of the window. It was too dark. He didn't see clearly. He tripped on the window frame and broke his leg, waiting to follow Jiangying was disposed of by the supervisory agency together."

"The line they buried in Huo Shi was completely clean, and all the related people were cleaned up. In the future, there will be no hidden dangers in the group, and it is completely the brother of Shen."

Yan Qing focused on Huo Yunshen in the hospital bed. After listening to this, his lips bent: "Min Jing, I'm fine, you don't need to worry, I just don't want to leave him."

Suddenly Min Jing was speechless and his nose was sore.

The sister-in-law understands that he didn't really want to say this, just making her happy.

Just like when he was in school, Brother Shen didn’t dare to show up every time he fought with someone. As a small companion, he habitually compiled reasons to ask Yun Qing to explain. Yun Qing always lowered his eyes softly and said to him "Is he injured again, right? I'll go and see him secretly, don't let him know, I don't want him to be alone."

Min Jing's eyes suddenly turned red: "Sister-in-law, you are finally back."

Yan Qing's eyes reflected on the glass, with a layer of clear water light, she murmured and asked: "How did he live in those three years."

Min Jing’s full stomach seemed to have found an exit. He wanted to tell her a thousand words, and wished to tell her every pain of Shen Brother vividly, but after groaning for a long time, only a word came out: "Life is better than death." "

Yan Qing held the coat tighter.

She doesn't need to think and know.

Even the unconscious man on the bed had been intimate with her for a long time in the new memory, but after all the lost past was recovered, she traced his face through the glass and found that he had changed a lot.

The former gloomy and arrogant teenager, in order to find her, walked a lot of dangerous roads alone, traversing mountains and rivers, and the green and sharp corners were cut off hard, becoming a man who can support her.

On the reunion bridge, he hugged her frantically, repeating "Qing Qing, it's me", because he was afraid that he had changed too much, and she would not recognize him.

Yan Qing lowered his head, buried his chin in his collar, rubbed his cheek against the cloth he passed through, and sobbed softly: "Yun Shen, don't be afraid, I'm back, I won't lose it in my life."

Huo Yunshen's situation began to get better at noon the next day, the ventilator was removed, and he was switched from the intensive care unit to the regular ward. Yan Qing stayed beside his bed. When there were many people, she behaved calmly and insisted on being Mrs. Huo. , Not to embarrass Mr. Huo in front of a large group of medical staff.

When all the people were gone, the door closed intimately, leaving only two people, Huo Yunshen and her in the large space, Yan Qing eagerly kicked off her shoes and climbed into the bed, slowly lifting the quilt open to check his injury.

The muzzle was wrapped in layers, and his left body, from shoulder to arm and calf, had various degrees of burns and fragment cuts, but his waist was still intact.

Yan Qing's lips were bruised and she couldn't hold back her tears. She dared not touch anywhere, covered her up, curled herself up into a small ball, shrunk beside him, and touched his face with her fingers, Kiss the corner of the lips very carefully.

Before the doctor left, Mr. Huo passed through the dangerous period safely. It won't hurt to wake up. Now all he can do is wait.

Yan Qing hasn’t rested for a long time. Her memory is recovering and her severely damaged brain nerves are repairing herself. She instinctively needs sleep. She is worried that sleeping in bed will hurt him by mistake. She reluctantly gets out of bed and pulls the chair to the wall near the bed. Leaning on sleepy.

When she couldn't hold her eyes closed, Huo Yunshen's fingertips moved.

When she fell into a light sleep, the man struggled to open his eyes, his dry lips slightly opened, and subconsciously called "Qing Qing".

The voice was dull, tearing the throat, and the words were blurry.

Explosion, fire scene, Qing Qing fell out of the window, he did not have time to look at her more...

Huo Yuns deep chaotic consciousness took only a few seconds to wake up. His eyes changed from empty to clear, and then burst out of incredible fire. He struggled to confirm his position. It was in the hospital...all the touch and smell were real To tremble.

He propped himself up involuntarily, and his shoulder with a gunshot wound suddenly came in severe pain.

Huo Yunshen couldn’t wait to get out of bed to find someone. The injuries everywhere were implicated. The overflowing sweat soaked his back clothes until the legs were also pulled. The unbearable pain forced him to fall down, and the bed was issued. Not too loud.

Yan Qing slept uncomfortably, waking up with a feeling of heart, staring at him in a daze.

Khan was flowing along his forehead, and there was a dark red star on the bandage.

Yan Qing stood up abruptly, his legs shaking the chair.

She was sitting by the wall flush with the head of the bed, Huo Yunshen didn't see her. At this moment, he followed her prestige and greeted her pale face.

The last picture carved into the bone blood is that she fell desperately into the night sky.

Now, she is in front of her.

The heart turned upside down, as if it were another world.

"Qing Qing..."

Two words choked between his lips.

Yan Qing's hands and feet are all stiff, and he does not listen.

Huo Yun stared at her deeply, and before she could rush, a thought suddenly cut through his brain. He once asked Dr. He to wash Qing Qing away after he died, and treated him as a period of time...

Is it... already implemented.

Huo Yunshen had no blood on his face, his fingers clasped, and hissed, "Qing Qing, do you remember who I am?"

It was the husband who was supposed to die and let her return to her free body without even a touch of pain.

still is……

Yan Qing couldn't read what he meant, and it was okay to mention it. When she mentioned this, her heart was crumbling.

Holding her cry, she forced herself to be expressionless, and said hardly to him, "Isn't it her husband?"

Let you sacrifice, let you leave me, let you erase yourself!

Huo Yun deeply heard her indifferent tone, and her eyes were flushed red.

As soon as he showed a little reaction, Yan Qing could not break into the army. His blood clotted legs strode hard and ran towards him step by step. At the edge of the bed, her knees became soft and fluttered to hug him.

The wrapped tears came down violently. She raised her head to bite his lips, her voice was fierce and soft, sobbing and asked, "Yun Shen, aren't you my husband?"