The Emperor’s Favorite Wife is a Little Sweet

   Chapter 3517 Shen Muhan, you are not dead

   In addition, during the examination just now, she was given anesthesia, and the effect of the drug has not yet fully worn off, which prompted her to finally fall asleep.

   Shen Muhan heard her light and even breathing, got a little closer, and put his hand on her long hair.

  She closed her eyes and was very quiet, except that her long eyelashes flickered uneasily occasionally.

   He went to the doctor's office.

   "The test results haven't come out yet. It shouldn't be too bad. I don't think you need to be too nervous." The doctor said, "Go back to accompany the patient first."

   "What are the odds of the worst outcome?"

   The doctor looked at the man in front of him. He was wearing a mask, but the doctor was not surprised. In some departments in the hospital, it was not uncommon for patients with damaged faces to wear such masks.

   It's just that the man in front of him has an extremely powerful aura, which makes all doctors dare not neglect him.

   "We can't say that. But Miss Xia doesn't have a long history of stomach problems. She used to drink alcohol to fight insomnia. As long as she stops drinking and develops good work and rest habits, it shouldn't be a problem." The doctor said.

Insomnia?

  Drinking against insomnia?

   He originally thought that after leaving him, Xia Jiu would be very happy, and she finally got the life she wanted.

   All the freedom she wants.

  However, she made everything so bad?

   When Shen Muhan returned to the ward, Xia Jiu had already fallen asleep.

   Her usual sleep was not very good. Today, she was too tired. After lying down, she finally slept soundly.

   Shen Muhan looked down at her, her eyes were pink and she looked pitiful.

   He got closer and heard her whispering: "Shen Muhan..."

   His heart jumped, and he reached out and held it.

  Xia Jiu suddenly stretched out his arm and grabbed him: "Don't go..."

   He was already close, but when she pulled him like this, he leaned against her face, Xia Jiu hooked his neck smoothly: "Shen Muhan..."

   He didn't want to leave for a while.

   When Xia Jiu fell asleep, she opened her eyes.

   It's so good, she dreamed of him again, he clearly appeared in her dream, and even the touch was so real.

   "I dreamed of you again, Shen Muhan." Xia Jiu chuckled, "You come to see me?"

  Her end sound with a lingering lingering sound, next to his auricle.

   Shen Muhan's back was slightly stiff, and he reached out to support her head, which was not raised by herself.

  Xia Jiu didn't know if it was real or a dream. Her eyes were wide open, and she could see the layout of the room clearly. It was a ward in a hospital.

   Yes, she just came here to check her body.

  Then... She glanced sideways at the man in her arms, and saw a clear black mole in his hair.

   Only Shen Muhan has it. The mole is not big, and it has to be very close to be able to see it clearly.

   So, are you still dreaming?

   Then, she felt warm body temperature, and a distinct pain in her stomach.

Isn't    a dream?

   She was stunned for a moment, but the man had released her and sat back in the chair in a leisurely manner.

  Xia Jiu saw clearly, he was Mr. Mu.

   But how to explain that mole?

   She suddenly covered her stomach, tears falling down: "It hurts..."

   "What's wrong?" Shen Muhan stepped forward and held her hand.

   "It hurts..." Xia Jiu said uncomfortably, "It really hurts..."

   "I'm going to call a doctor!" Shen Muhan said immediately.

   Even wearing a mask, he could feel his face change and his voice tremble.

   "No, stay with me, it hurts so much." Xia Jiu grabbed his wrist.

   Shen Muhan turned back nervously, and Xia Jiu hugged him again.

   Shen Muhan was taken aback, she knew she was Mr. Mu, and this action...

   But before he could think about it, Xia Jiu had already hugged him tightly and took off his mask off guard.

   When Shen Muhan stretched out his hand to cover it, it was too late. At that moment, his face appeared in Xia Jiu's line of sight.

   It turns out that she just acted like a spoiled child and said that she was in pain, she just wanted to take off his mask, and she did it on purpose!

   Shen Muhan was on guard, but he still failed to guard against this moment. Seeing that she was in a situation, his anxiety naturally prevailed.

   Thinner than before, his cold and threatening face, with a concerned and worried face, completely fell into Xia Jiu's line of sight.

  Xia Jiu stared at him blankly, a little angry, angry that he lied to himself, and it took so long to lie.

   But he is more happy, he is really Shen Muhan! He really isn't dead!

   He is still alive, by his side!

   So Little Ten and Little Eleven are also their own children!

   Her hunch was right, he's still here!

  Xia Jiu's tears fell, but a smile began to appear on his lips.

   Shen Muhan's movements froze at the moment she took off the mask, her expression changed in his sight, and it was clearly imprinted in his eyes.

   She was a little angry at first, and then she was completely happy, and he was able to see everything in his eyes.

   It took Xia Jiu a long time to finally calm down and slowly accept this overly ecstatic reality.

  Xia Jiu's voice trembled a little, her fingers stroked his face: "Shen Muhan, you are not dead."

   is an affirmative sentence, with an unmistakable tone.

   Shen Muhan withdrew his gaze, his brows were cold, and he sat back in the chair.

  Xia Jiu got up from the bed and walked over to him: "Shen Muhan, you're not dead, I'm so happy."

   "Are you happy to have another chance to give me another knife?" His voice was particularly cold.

  Xia Jiu remembered what happened back then, and she knew that he refused to meet because he hated her.

She whispered and said softly: "Are you still angry? Last time, it was an accident. I didn't want to do anything to you. I wanted to take the spring dagger, but Akins changed the real one. Give me the dagger."

   "Really? How free is life in France, what do you do when you come back?"

   "I came back this time to settle down." Xia Jiu said softly, "In the future, I will live in the Dragon Empire, and I will never return to France."

   "What does that have to do with me?" Shen Muhan's voice was still indifferent.

  Xia Jiu's voice was very soft: "Then can I see you in the future?"

   "No need, no need." Shen Muhan's face was stern, his voice was very deep, and his face was not good.

   "But, I want to see Little Ten and Little Eleven." Xia Jiu was in a very, very good mood at the moment, "They are our children, right?"

  Shen Muhan didn't want to admit it, but he couldn't say the denial.

   He turned his face away and ignored Xia Jiu.

  Xia Jiu pinched her thigh, it hurts!

   So everything now is not a dream, it is real!

   She put on a smile and tiptoed to see him.

   "What?" Shen Muhan pushed her away.

   "I'm happy. Shen Muhan, it's really great that you're fine!" Xia Jiu's ending sound was filled with joy, and the corners of her eyes and brows were all pretty.

   (end of this chapter)