Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife (The Empire's Mr. Jun Is Playing The Villai

Jun Mohan sat beside the bed, with an ethereal and charming aura, he looked at Feng Sujin, his eyes were deep and deep, as if something was surging inside.

After a long while, he sighed lightly and whispered, "Ajin, I'm sorry."

The sound is like the sound of an ancient piano, long and long.

As he said that, he stretched out his slender fingers like jade, and arranged Feng Sujin's hair with gentle movements, as if he were treating a fragile doll.

His fingers slowly descended and slid across Feng Sujin's cheeks.

Her once warm cheeks were now cold to the touch, and her face was extremely pale.

Feng Sujin, who is so fragile and comatose, can actually make people feel pity and love in their hearts.

Jun Mohan picked up Feng Sujin's hand and held it gently in the palm of his hand.

In fact, he wanted to let go of her, and it was her outburst and her stubbornness that made him decide not to let go.

It's just that this time her injury, life and death, made him have to re-examine some things.

Some things must be decided with rational thinking.

Just when Jun Mohan put down Feng Sujin's hand and was about to get up and leave, Feng Sujin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then slowly woke up.

As soon as she woke up, she saw Jun Mohan, and she said uncertainly, "Mohan?"

Jun Mohan's aura changed at this moment, he looked at Feng Sujin in surprise, "Ajin?"

When Feng Sujin heard Jun Mohan's voice, she slowly returned to her senses, thinking of the last thing in her memory.

She stretched out her hand to grab Jun Mohan's swing, but she moved slightly, and her whole body hurt badly.

"Well……"

Feng Sujin felt a throbbing pain all over her body, her face paled in an instant, and she was also sweating slightly.

Jun Mohan's heart ached uncontrollably, he hurriedly leaned over and pressed Feng Sujin, "Don't move, you are hurt, what do you want to do, tell me, I'll do it."

Feng Sujin actually had a hard time talking. The wound on her body was too deep, and she finally came back from first aid. The anesthesia had already passed, and when she woke up at this time, it hurt to move.

Feng Sujin blinked and seemed to want to speak.

Jun Mohan lowered his head slightly and let Feng Sujin speak against his ear.

"Mo Han, I dreamed of you, and dreamed that you were gone."

When she said this, Feng Sujin's voice trembled slightly, as if she was afraid of something.

When she was desperate many times, he gave her the opportunity to rely on her, but when she really did, she would be afraid of being left behind.

Jun Mohan was shocked, knowing that he had left a shadow on her last time.

But this time, he did have this consideration.

But looking at her like this, Jun Mohan couldn't say anything else. He wiped the sweat from her forehead with his fingers and said gently, "It's just a dream, I won't leave."

Feng Sujin only smiled slightly after hearing this, and closed her eyes after a while.

Feng Sujin closed her eyes for a moment, and it really had a shocking visual impact.

Jun Mohan's heart trembled suddenly, and he quickly called the doctors to examine Feng Sujin.

"It's unbelievable that she can wake up at this time. Her physical strength has not yet recovered and needs to be recuperated. As for when she will wake up again, I can't say for sure.

You also know that the stab wound was serious, and she shed so much blood that it is not easy to save her life..."

After listening to Qiu Wenzheng's words, Jun Mohan's face became even colder.

Seeing him like this, Qiu Wenzheng didn't say anything else, for fear that he might not be able to bear it for a while.

The news of Feng Sujin's injury was actually blocked by Jun Mohan for the first time, but there were too many people watching on both sides of the street at that time, and gossip was circulating among some of the crowd.