A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

White walls, white curtains, white quilts and white pillow covers.

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

The room was dark, the curtains and doors were closed, and if one didn't look closely, no one would notice that there was still a person sitting in the corner.

Liu Huaijin's eyes were bloodshot. He hadn't slept and eaten well for three days and three nights. Even if Jiangyang City collapsed at the moment, he only cared about the little people lying on the bed.

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

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

Liu Huaijin looked at the unconscious Shu Ange, closed her eyes, her eyelashes kept shaking.

The first time we met, she did not hesitate to smile brightly, let go of the girl's restraint, and took the initiative to talk to him, her face was shy and cute, and her eyes were full of him.

Why does he think she is too clingy and ignorant.

Liu Huaijin opened her eyes and stared at the little man on the bed, if she couldn't wake up—if she couldn't wake up.

He clutched his aching heart tightly with his hands, and he would never forgive himself in his life.

He couldn't accept the world without her.

Time seemed to freeze, and before Liu Huaijin's eyes flashed a picture of the two of them getting along. She was looking back and smiling at the banquet. She was sitting in the car and peeking at him, afraid of being discovered.

She wore beautiful clothes and walked downstairs with a smile.

It turned out that she had been working hard 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 give me the most peace of mind. Thinking of her singing, Liu Huaijin has a splitting headache and can hardly support her.

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

If it wasn't for Liu Huaijin being in the dark all the time, he probably wouldn't have noticed Shu Ange's small movements.

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

"An songs."

He threw himself to the side of the hospital bed, knelt on the ground halfway, put Shu Ange's cold hand in his palm and put it on his face, and said in a trembling voice, "Ange, Ange, here I am."

The drowsy Shu Ange opened his eyes and saw a figure like Liu Huaijin in a daze, so he smiled and said, "Hu...

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

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

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

The sun and the moon are bright and time is passing, and two years have passed in the blink of an eye. Liu Huaijin has changed from the iron-faced young marshal that everyone fears to the well-known wife-loving devil.

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

With the help of Shu Ange and several technicians, penicillin can be mass-produced. The more he gets along with his wife, the more Liu Huaijin feels that he has found a treasure. 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 could not bear it.

The shot hit her in the lung at the beginning, although Shu Ange survived the high fever and passed the gate of hell.

But the doctor said that her body is already very weak, and she must not be affected, and she must not be depressed or angry, otherwise her body will collapse faster.

Liu Huaijin regarded the doctor's words as gods, and wished to build a glass conservatory to hide Shu Ange.

Author's remarks:

(Again for collection, recommendation, reward and praise, ah Lanqiao reiterates that everyone has their own writing characteristics, everyone should not pay too much attention to the space, Lanqiao must raise both hands and feet to swear, the Lun family will never be watered~ )