The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Ye Yuchen looked at the detector with a deep gaze.

Seeing that the waves on the top no longer fluctuate in disorder, and the speed is relatively stable, he breathed a sigh of relief...

But even if the heart is let go, there are still some lingering fears.

Ye Yuchen slowly sat back in front of the hospital bed. He closed his eyes, buried his head beside Mu Wanqing's bedding, and muttered, "Qingqin, don't scare me anymore..."

He felt like he was going crazy.

Every tension and fright seemed to him to be a punishment, and one wound after another was cut on the tip of his heart, heartbroken and blood dripping.

"Promise me, don't have another time."

Ye Yuchen took a deep breath, and he rubbed Mu Wanqing's arm a little depressed and collapsed.

He was merely tortured mentally.

He felt crazy nervous and endless worry for her.

But Mu Wanqing was truly experiencing life and death, she was so painful that she was constantly sweating, and she was out of breath...

He couldn't help to bear all her pain.

"Qing'er just got sick again?"

Gong Lichuan and Wen Shixian rushed to the hospital early in the morning, and they happened to meet Zheng Bo in the corridor, subconsciously nervous.

Ye Yuchen raised his eyes and replied in a deep voice, "Yes."

He hoped that Mu Wanqing would not be tortured again, but he also knew that this was temporarily impossible... He didn't know how many more life and death matters Mu Wanqing would experience.

"Thank you." Wen Shixian pursed her lips.

She knew that the most painful thing was Ye Yuchen.

Gong Lichuan took a deep breath and then exhaled it, seeming to be resolving the depression in his heart. After hesitating for a long time, he handed over the breakfast reluctantly.

"Have something to eat."

"I'm not hungry."

Mu Wanqing hasn't woken up yet, how can he eat it?

Gong Lichuan glanced at him very resentfully and proudly, and was too lazy to persuade him, so he put the breakfast aside.

"I love to eat or not," he muttered.

Ye Yuchen ignored him, still focused his eyes on Mu Wanqing's body as always, staying there for a moment.

I don't know how long it took, and the girl's breathing became pure and smooth. She probably had completely escaped from the nightmare and began to slowly wake up.

Perceiving that Ye Yuchen's big palm was wrapping her, Mu Wanqing's fingertips trembled slightly, and she began to regain a little consciousness.

"Qing Qing?"

At this moment, Ye Yuchen was extremely sensitive, and when he noticed that Mu Wanqing was awakening, he couldn't help but become ecstatic.

Upon hearing the sound, Gong Lichuan and Wen Shixian cast their eyes together.

Ye Yuchen let go of Mu Wanqing's hand and changed to a posture of interlocking ten fingers, and then it was obvious to see... the slender fingers like green onions, shaking slightly.

"Qing'er will soon wake up." Gong Lichuan's lips raised.

Wen Shixian was equally pleased, but did not reveal his emotions.

Mu Wanqing frowned slightly, she seemed to hear someone talking next to her, the familiar smell of disinfectant in the ward floated over, she sniffed...

It hurts, severe pain in the chest.

Her lips parted slightly, and she gasped in an inaudible breath.

With feather eyelashes trembling lightly twice, Mu Wanqing slowly opened his eyes, first it was hazy, and then the face that caught her eye was Ye Yuchen's familiar face...

"Qing..."

Ye Yuchen's thin lips rose slightly without a trace, as if they were barely squeezed out of bitterness.

Mu Wanqing's eyes reddened instantly.

Crystal tears rolled in her eyes, and she blinked, and tears flowed down her cheeks.