Marriage is continuous: mysterious husband brought home

Not long later, a doctor came in, nodded slightly at her, then came to the hospital bed, bent down and took some blood from Yan Yan's arm with a needle tube. He didn't say anything in the whole process. After smoking, he left the ward.

On the other side, in Tang Zhen's ward, the doctor brought the nurse to change the dressing for Tang Zhen's head wound and took away the gauze with blood.

"Mom." Nie TingYang came to Yan Yan's ward.

Huang Rui turned to look at him. "Didn't you go to rest? Don't worry if you have me here."

"I can't sleep in bed. Go back. I'm here." Nie TingYang came to the bed and stretched out his hand, but he paused slightly when he was about to touch the tip of Yan Yan's nose. Finally, he came to her forehead. It was obvious that he was relieved.

In fact, he just lay on the big bed in the lounge, his eyes closed, and soon had a dream. He dreamed that she died not long after she came out of the rescue room. He was awakened with a cold sweat and couldn't sleep anymore, so he came over.

Huang Rui's heart is somewhat sour. After raising her son for 35 years, she was easily taken away by an outsider and lived in. Isn't she uncomfortable?

"Don't you trust your mother here?"

"You go back, Xiao Chen is still at home." Nie TingYang's voice is very light, very tired, as if he doesn't want to talk. Then he leaned down next to Yan Yan, lay on his side in the empty position beside her, and gently closed his eyes.

Huang Rui widened her eyes and opened her mouth. Although she could see that her son had feelings for Yan Yan, she didn't expect that he would sleep beside her because he was worried about her!

She never knew, never dared to imagine that one day he would worry about a woman to such an extent.

Once Wei Zishan was admitted to the hospital because of an accidental abortion. At that time, he participated in an important academic meeting abroad. Wei Zishan cried and called him, hoping that he could come back with her. His voice was very low and sad because of the loss of the child, but he just persuaded Wei Zishan to go back immediately after the academic meeting.

The academic meeting lasted three days. When he came back, it was the fourth day of Wei Zishan's abortion. Wei Zishan saw him crying into tears. He kept comforting her and ate dinner with her. In the evening, Wei Zishan wanted him to stay and sleep with her. He politely refused because he was a cleanliness addict, even if he was a doctor, But he never spent the night in the hospital ward.

But now, he is really lying in the hospital bed where countless people have slept, without any dislike, and no one begged him, but he actively lies on it. As a woman, Huang Rui sensitively feels the feelings that are quietly generated between the two people.

But, this is the feeling that should not be generated!

"Ah Yang, mom wants to talk to you."

Nie TingYang didn't respond to her. He put his arm on Yan Yan and held her hand, as if he were asleep.

Huang Rui walked over and gently shook him, "ah Yang?"

Without any reaction, I guess I really fell asleep.

Huang Rui's face was very ugly. She looked at Yan Yan with a thick displeasure in her eyes, but because they were both asleep, she couldn't say anything, so she turned and went out.

"Tianyu?" at the door, she saw Tang Tianyu who was about to turn and leave.

Tang Tianyu listened to her call her and smiled unnaturally, "aunt."

"What's the matter? Did you come to ah Yang?"

"No, it's okay."

Tang Tianyu hurried away. Huang Rui looked at her back and narrowed her eyes. Is it okay? No small things!

Ah Yang broke up with her for so long, but she has always been so peaceful, which doesn't want her style. What does she want to do?

……

Yan Yan woke up near the evening. Before she opened her eyes, she felt that there was someone around her. She suddenly opened her eyes and was full of fear. She stared straight at her eyes and didn't dare to turn her head to see who was around.

She's still alive and not dead. Is she being killed?

She did not dare to think or look again. She closed her eyes. Her face was as white as the ceiling of the room roof. Her closed eyes were already full of tears, so that her trembling long eyelashes seemed to be soaked in water.

She bit her bloodless lips tightly, and bit out a blood mark, bleeding, but she didn't know the pain at all.

Tears, along the corner of the eye, fall quietly.

In his chest, the heart, which was already riddled with holes, beat painfully and violently, like the struggle of death.

"Why are you crying? Does it hurt?" a familiar voice suddenly sounded in her ears. Her face was patted by the heat one by one. It was itchy. She trembled all over!

It's him, Nie TingYang! It's his voice!

In an instant, she released the Buddha from hell to heaven. It turned out that he was the one around her!

"Isn't something uncomfortable?" Nie TingYang's voice was so eager that the palm holding her hand was filled with cold sweat.

The teeth let go of the bleeding lips. I don't know whether it was the pain of being bitten or the psychological gap of this instant change. The lips wriggled desperately, and finally made a voice as thin as a mosquito and fly, "Nie... Ting... Yang..."

Nie TingYang nodded and didn't have the heart to correct her. She called him wrong again. "It's me. What's wrong? Tell me, waist or head?"

Her lips opened slowly, and she smiled. It was not only a thrill of survival, but also a relief.

"What's the matter?" Nie TingYang was so worried and sweating by the way she cried and laughed.

Yan Yan slowly opened his eyes and looked at the man's anxious face. She was a little embarrassed. She still didn't speak. She looked at him quietly, just like lovers looking at their half affectionately. Her eyes were gentle, and he was the only one in her eyes.

It was the first time that Nie TingYang looked at himself with such affectionate eyes. He suddenly smiled, loosened his big hand holding her hand, raised it and stroked her forehead. Fortunately, there was no fever. It was normal.

"Madam, your eyes convey a message to me."

Yan Yan lowered his eyes, concealed the emotion of his eyes, and his pale face became red because of embarrassment and embarrassment.

"Are you in love with me?"

The floating and heavy voice was still in her ears, but her lips and teeth were suddenly filled with a faint smell of cigarettes. She suddenly opened her eyes.

Nie TingYang loosened her lips. Now in her situation, he can still taste it. Don't be greedy, otherwise he will suffer later.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?" he asked. He held her hand again. Her temperature was really low. It was only a short time after it was released. It seems that he has made the living hand warming treasure in the cold winter.

For a long time, Yan Yancai said, "is that man... Dead?"

"Dead."

"I killed..."

"No, you didn't. when you were fighting, he slipped and fell, and dragged you down before falling, so he deserved to die. You escaped from death."

Yan Yan looked at him and said after a while, "I was... Defiled by him..."

Nie TingYang lowered his head and printed it on her lips again. It seems that the dragonfly taste just now is too unpleasant. Then he stared at her with a very gentle voice, "no, he didn't succeed. In addition to being eaten with tofu, you still belong to me. You are my wife, Mrs. Nie."

"Do you love me?" she didn't dare to ask this question before, but when her body almost touched the ground and was so close to death, there was no doubt that she would die, the only picture that flashed in her mind was his appearance. At that moment, she understood one thing. He camped in her heart.

She stared at the clear eyes, which were especially bright because they were full of desire, like a small orange lamp in the night, deeply attracting men's eyes.

I saw that in the man's deep and bottomless pupils, he quietly hid a trace of imperceptible feelings. He smiled gently and looked helpless. "Can't you answer this question?"

"Since you asked me, my answer is no." Yan Yan said firmly. Although she knew that it was a little whimsical and impractical, she still wanted to know the answer. She narrowly escaped death this time, but could she be so lucky the next second, tomorrow and some time in the future? She doesn't want to think about the future. She just wants to live in the present.

Nie TingYang seemed more and more helpless. He sighed, released his hand, sat up and leaned against the head of the bed. Half of his body was outside the bed. The narrow hospital bed became more and more narrow because of his joining. He even couldn't bear the burden and gave out a "squeaky" groan.

Yan Yan lifted her eyelids and struggled to see his face. She also wanted to sit up, but she had a headache and didn't dare to move. She said, "think about it. If I die this time and you don't have time to tell me if you love me, do you regret it?"

Nie TingYang frowned at her, "you will think of me very much. Thank you, madam."

She said "hey hey" twice with a smile. "You're welcome. Just tell me whether you love me or whether the word love is inappropriate. That's like. Do you like me?"

"Well..." he thought for a moment, "now it should not be called like, let alone love. It should be just an interest. I'm interested in you."

"If you don't like it, how can you be interested? Obviously you do. What's the shame to admit? There are no outsiders here, and we are still husband and wife. Although this marriage is very purposeful, we are legal husband and wife after we get the certificate. It's no shame that the husband likes his wife and son."

"Well, Li is really such a reason, but I'm more curious. My wife, do you like me? Otherwise, how can you always want to know whether I like you?"