The Studious Goddess Is Not To Be Provoked

When he fell off the cliff, he hugged Xia Weian with his left hand, and grabbed the branch with his right hand to save himself. The weight of the two of them and the gravity of the fall depended on the strength of his right hand, so the palm of his right hand was rubbed torn.

Xu Tianming looked in pain, but when he gave the man medicine, he just frowned slightly, and his eyes stayed on Xia Weian on the hospital bed.

Even in a coma, she couldn't sleep well, the word "Chuan" was slightly wrinkled between her brows, her body trembled slightly from time to time, presumably she was frightened.

Di Xingchen immediately stood up and walked to the hospital bed!

"Hey, brother, the wound hasn't been cleaned up yet, can you stop moving?"

Xu Tianming reluctantly followed Di Xingchen with a cotton swab like a follower, and only after he sat down in front of the hospital bed did he start applying the medicine again.

Di Xingchen stretched out his uninjured left hand and gently touched Xia Wei'an's cheek. Xia Wei'an immediately grabbed his big palm tightly with both hands, like a drowning person who caught a duckweed at once, and dared not let go, fearing that if he did, he would touch it again. Generally submerged in water.

Di Xingchen looked at Xia Wei'an's eyebrows, and the gentleness on his face made Xu Tianming startled.

He has known Di Xingchen for a long time. In his impression, he is decisive, cold-blooded and ruthless. He has never been soft-hearted to anyone. He has no weaknesses and is invincible. But all this changed after Xia Wei'an appeared. He also had exceptions. Inverse scale.

After quickly treating Di Xingchen's wound, Xu Tianming exited the ward, leaving space for the two of them, and went to find Assistant Ji to find out what happened.

Xia Wei'an was in a coma, and Di Xingchen was standing by the hospital bed, his gaze stayed on her face gently, as if no matter how hard he looked at it, he couldn't get enough of that face.

Thinking of yesterday, Empress Di Xingchen was terrified. He always put Xia Wei'an's safety first, but was repeatedly taken advantage of. His gaze sank. If Di Li hadn't fallen off the cliff, at this moment he must let him take care of himself. He paid a heavy price for what he did!

"No, baby, you have to live well!"

Xia Wei'an, who was in a coma, suddenly yelled uncomfortably, with a painful face and closed eyes, as if being haunted by a nightmare, Di Xingchen hurriedly squeezed her hands, giving her the power of stability, so that she had a sense of security.

But Xia Wei'an became more and more painful, with tears streaming down his face, crying so sadly, Di Xingchen couldn't wake her up even after calling her a few times, so he simply got on his side on the bed, hugged her tightly in his arms, and whispered in her ear Said: "An'an, don't be afraid, I am by my side, I will always protect you, don't be afraid."

His voice carried a calming force, Xia Wei'an's struggle gradually stopped, her sobbing became smaller and smaller, she breathed slowly and evenly, and fell asleep.

Seeing that she was asleep, Di Xingchen just started to change his position, but Xia Wei'an trembled in shock, he quickly stopped and stretched out his arms to hug her tightly, not daring to move again.

In this way, for Xia Wei'an's good night's dream, Di Xingchen kept his body stiff until dawn.

In the morning, the golden sunlight came in through the window and sprinkled on the hospital bed, casting mottled light and shadows. Everything was so harmonious and beautiful. At this time, the door of the ward was suddenly opened.

It was Qin Shanshan who came in with a food box in her hand, but saw the scene of the two embracing and sleeping. She paused for a moment, but saw Di Xingchen suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her sharply.

Trembling with fright, she picked up the food box and whispered, "I made some porridge for my sister-in-law."