Indulgent Husband and Sweet Wife

"Ah..." Ai Changhuan sat up straight and looked at his surroundings before remembering that he was still in the hospital, "Where is Lu Zhanke?"

"Still in there, the nurse just went in for rounds. Did you just have a nightmare?" He heard her calling Lu Zhanke's name all the time, and she was crying faintly, so he couldn't help but wake her up.

The state when a person is asleep is the most real and unprepared, so what is shown is often one's truest emotions.

It can be seen that she really loves Zhan Ke.

He couldn't help but have a slight change in his opinion of her. Maybe she wasn't as annoying as he thought.

The most important thing is that Zhan Ke loves him very much.

Ai Changhuan wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "Fortunately it was just a dream."

There were waves of stinging pain in her palms, and she realized that she had dug her hands at some point. The pain became more obvious when it was touched by sweat.

"How about you go to bed and sleep." There was an empty ward here. Lu Zhanqing wanted Ai Changhuan to go in and rest, but Ai Changhuan insisted on staying by Lu Zhanke's side and refused to leave no matter what.

Ai Changhuan shook his head: "No need."

Lu Zhanqing handed over the handkerchief: "Wipe it."

"Huh?" Ai Changhuan was a little confused and touched her cheek, only to find that her face was wet. Could it be that she was crying in her dream?

She returned the coat to Lu Zhanqing, stood up and said, "I'm going to wash my face."

The dream was so terrifying that she didn't dare to sleep again, so she planned to wash her face with cold water to wake herself up.

Feeling a little dizzy, she kept walking forward slowly while holding on to the wall. But just after taking two steps, a sound similar to an alarm suddenly came from behind her.

She quickly turned around and saw Lu Zhanqing also immediately stood up and grabbed the nurse who was doing rounds, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The nurse told him that Lu Zhanke had a postoperative reaction and suddenly had a fever. She had already rang the bell to notify the doctor.

Ai Changhuan looked at the overlapping figures in front of him, swayed, and fell straight down.

The situation she least wanted to see happened, and there was a shout in her ears, but she didn't want to think about anything anymore.

Someone was saying something in her ear that she was weak and stimulated, and that she was seriously injured, so she fainted. She should have a good rest and not have too much mood swings.

She also heard her grandfather's heavy sigh, and someone was saying Lu Zhanke's name.

Lu Zhanke...

Her heart moved slightly, and she opened her eyes hard. What she saw was a snow-white ceiling. She didn't know when she was lying on the bed.

The sound of dripping water came to my ears, very soft and slow. When I looked sideways, I realized that I was also getting an infusion.

Next to the bed was another bed, with Lu Zhanke lying on it.

Is he... is he okay?

Ai Changhuan struggled to sit up from the bed, endured the pain and pulled out the needle from his hand, then got out of bed and went to Lu Zhanke's bedside.

She wanted to touch him, but was afraid of disturbing him. In the end, she just touched his nails hesitantly and said with a smile, "Are you okay?"

Lu Zhanke was still unconscious and unresponsive.

Ai Changhuan looked at Lu Zhanke dreamingly, and found that he couldn't see enough, and couldn't bear to blink.

Is he really okay? She was still worried.

At this moment, the door to the ward was opened, and Lu Zhanqing helped Mrs. Lu walk in, followed by her grandfather and Mr. Lu. Their faces were very heavy, and it looked like something bad had happened. She also saw that Mrs. Lu's eyes were a little red and swollen, as if she had cried.

Ai Changhuan's heart tightened, and her thin shoulders shook.

"Xiao Huan, are you awake?" When Mr. Ai saw Ai Changhuan who was already up, he hurried over.

Hearing that Ai Changhuan suddenly fainted, Mr. Ai was almost frightened to death. This was the only one in his family. What would he do if something happened again?

Looking at his grandfather who seemed to have suddenly aged much, Ai Changhuan's eyes immediately became moist: "Grandpa, I'm fine. Lu Zhan Keta..."

Mr. Ai's face froze, as if he was about to say something but held back. In the end, he just sighed deeply and turned his head.

Ai Changhuan had already had a premonition of something, but he refused to believe it: "No... no way, how is this possible?"

She turned to look at the other three people in the room, with a bit of pleading in her eyes: "Please, tell me, what is going on?"

She expected to hear a negative answer from them.

Mrs. Lu turned her face away, and the corners of her eyes turned red.

She looked at Lu Zhanqing again, waiting for his answer.

Lu Zhanqing's eyes lowered: "After you fainted yesterday, the doctor immediately performed a second operation on Zhan Ke, but... it was very unsuccessful... They said... Zhan Ke..."

A calm and steady person like Lu Zhanqing was a little out of tune at this moment.

After taking a deep breath, he continued: "The doctor said that Zhan Ke's hand might not heal."

This means that Lu Zhanke's right hand is going to be useless, and he can no longer lift it up, hold a gun, or do anything else.

No...how is this possible...how is this possible...

Ai Changhuan's body softened and he slipped from the bed to the ground. He kept mumbling: "I don't believe it... this is not true... you lied to me... Lu Zhan Ke is obviously still fine... He is so powerful. Do you know? He can carry me for eight kilometers without even taking a breath. He can fight dozens of people by himself. He also said that he will teach us military body boxing... He is the most powerful gunner. …No one can defeat him…No one!”

In an instant, tears were streaming down his face.

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Mrs. Lu sobbed, looking even more sad.

"Xiao Huan, get up..." Mr. Ai went to pull Ai Changhuan, "Be good, stop crying..."

No one's comfort was of any use. Ai Changhuan stared at Lu Zhanke stupidly as if he had lost consciousness.

At this time, she was thinking that if she could go back in time, she would go back to the time when she was fifteen years old, when she met Lu Zhanke for the first time, take a good look at him at that time, remember his appearance, and then put into words what she was thinking about. , tell him what he didn’t say, no matter what he wants, give it to him.

Then use six years to grow up quickly and mature quickly so that you can be worthy of him in the future and not cause him so much trouble.

Lu Zhanke, would you still like me like that? I wish you could like me less, so that you will be hurt less, but it doesn't matter, I will love you more and make up for the little bit missing.

It's a pity that time can't be turned back after all, and you can't go back if you make mistakes.

"Xiao Huan, please say something, don't scare grandpa..." Mr. Ai regretted a little. He should not have listened to Lu Zhanqing's suggestion at that time and let the two of them live in the same ward. Otherwise, Ai Changhuan would not have been affected as much. It was so big that it didn't even give her a chance to buffer.

say? What else can be said? It was too late. She didn't know how to face Lu Zhanke who woke up and found that her hand was disabled.

He would hate her, blame her, and hate her.

Mrs. Lu also came over: "None of us expected this, you..."

She wanted to comfort Ai Changhuan, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she found that she was also crying, and she was afraid that she would cry even if she said a few more words.

"Why are you crying!" Mr. Lu lectured with a stern face, "Can't you live without your hands? Think about the fact that there are so many people in the world without hands and feet. They don't all live well. I don't believe that I, Lu Moshen, My son is so useless!"

"His hand is disabled, what else do you want him to do?" Mrs. Lu couldn't help but quarrel with him, "You don't feel sorry for him, but I still feel sorry for him. He is so strong, how can he bear it..."

How can I bear to become a cripple?

"If he can't return to the army, let him come to the company. He is the company's major shareholder." Lu Zhanqing has already begun to plan the future path for Lu Zhanke.

When they looked at Lu Zhanke, their expressions turned to sympathy, and they felt pity for him.

Ai Changhuan only felt worried. More and more people would look at Lu Zhanke like this in the future. He was no longer the undefeated God of War that no one could defeat.

No, he is still a hero, a high and unattainable hero. No one can despise him, no one can!

"Xiao Huan...if you feel uncomfortable, just cry. Don't hold it in." Mr. Ai patted Ai Changhuan on the shoulder and comforted her. He knew that she endured it very hard.

"Lu Zhanke..." Ai Changhuan finally couldn't help crying and she didn't know how to make up for it.

"Hey, cry, cry, just cry." Mr. Ai held her in his arms. No matter how old she was, in his eyes, she was still the little kid who was holding his hand and trying to walk. girl.

"Grandpa..." Ai Changhuan cried heartbrokenly in his arms.

This news was a heavy blow to everyone. Although Mr. Lu said it forcefully, his always straight back could not help but become rickets, and he hunched over and walked out the door.

Mr. Ai also took Ai Changhuan out, leaving space for Mrs. Lu and Lu Zhanqing.

It's early winter, and the weather in City A has already turned cooler. Today is also a cloudy day, gloomy, as if a heavy rain is coming.

Mr. Ai took Ai Changhuan to an office, and guards were guarding the door.

Ai Changhuan was sitting on the sofa, still feeling sad about Lu Zhanke.

Mr. Ai was pacing back and forth in the room, as if thinking about something.

After a long time, he sighed deeply as if he had made up his mind, and said: "I was wrong about this from the beginning. If I didn't force you to marry him, maybe there wouldn't be so many things happening now. .Xiao Huan, don’t hate grandpa.”

"No," Ai Changhuan shook his head, "Lu Zhanke is a very nice person. Being able to marry him is the happiest thing in my life."

Mr. Ai's eyes were quite meaningful: "Do you really think so? Don't say such things on purpose just because you are afraid that I will be sad."

Ai Changhuan sniffed: "No, this is what I really think. I don't regret marrying him, I only regret not treating him well."

"his hand……"

"I don't mind." Ai Changhuan said immediately, "It doesn't matter if he can't move his right hand. From now on, I will be his right hand. I will help him get whatever he wants. If he wants to drink water, I will give it to him." Put the water to his mouth, and I will stay with him when he leaves, so that he will not be alone."