Reborn into Young Master Huo’s Little Fairy

When Huo Hannian woke up, he was already lying in the hospital.

Opened his eyes and looked at the snow-white ceiling, there was a moment of dazedness in his mind.

Recognizing what had happened, he lifted the quilt and was about to get up.

The nurse was taking a drip with him and was shocked when he saw him suddenly getting up.

"Sir, you are still getting an injection, you can't move!"

Huo Hannian directly pulled out the needle from the back of his hand, before he even had time to wear his shoes, he ran out.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the ward, I saw Wen Ruan who opened the door and came in.

Wen Ruan was holding a thermos bottle in her hand and a duffel bag. Seeing Huo Hannian's bare feet and blood on the back of her hand, she frowned, "What are you doing?"

Huo Hannian saw the duffel bag in Wen Ruan's hand, his pupils tightened, "Where are you going?"

When he asked this sentence, his throat was dull and his lips were trembling.

Wen Ruan frowned when he saw that he didn't care about the back of his **** hands, but instead cared about the duffel bag she was carrying, "The clothes I took with you."

Hearing this, Huo Hannian breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought she was going to leave the capital and go to a place he couldn't find!

"What are you doing standing there, and lie down on the bed!"

As soon as Wen Ruan spoke, Huo Hannian lay down on the bed obediently.

The nurses on one side were staring at it.

She had seen how terrifying the man's face was when he woke up and rushed out of the ward.

But as soon as this young lady appeared, he was so obedient to your little sheep. His handsome face also showed a nervous and cautious expression.

"Miss nurse, help him deal with the back of his hand!"

The nurse nodded and helped Huo Hannian deal with the bleeding back of his hand. After re-injection and drip, he walked out of the ward.

Huo Hannian's sight has always been on Wen Ruan.

For fear that in a blink of an eye, she will disappear.

"Ruan Ruan, don't be angry, okay? If you want my life, I can give it to you anytime!"

Wen Ruan poured the soup in the heat-preserving pot into a bowl. She sat by the hospital bed, took a spoon and fed it to his thin lips, "open your mouth."

Huo Hannian was flattered.

"You...feed me?"

"Just forget it if you don't want to drink it."

"I drink, I drink, even if it is poison, I drink it all!"

Wen Ruan, "...I don't want to go to jail yet, okay?"

Huo Hannian's deep black eyes showed a petting smile, "You...don't you hate me?"

Wen Ruan looked at his thin silhouette. He stood in the rain all night last night. There was a lot of stubble on his jaw, red blood in his narrow and black eyes, and he looked haggard a lot.

Wen Ruan pressed his lower lip tightly and said in a low voice, "To be honest, I remembered the past life last night. For a moment, I really hated you."

"But in your last life, didn't you pay your life for me? Even if you were blind before, you made up for it in your last life! We have experienced so much, do we still have to live in hatred in this life?"

"Are you sincere to me? I know very well in my heart that all previous lives and previous lives have already passed. It is the most important thing for us to live this life well!"

Hearing Wen Ruan's words, Huo Han stretched out his arms and hugged her into his arms.

"Hey, I have soup in my hand, and you're still taking a drip—"

Regardless of Huo Hannian, he lifted Wen Ruan's small face and kissed her lips firmly.

Wen Ruan froze and did not dare to move, because when she moved, the soup in her hand might spill out.

However, in the next second, she tasted the salty taste.

Tears fell into her lips.

She looked up and saw hot tears fall in Huo Hannian's eyes.