Chapter 2275

Zhuo qianyun stood up straight and said to the nurse, "he... He woke up."

"Then I'll call the doctor and ask him to come and have a check." Said the nurse.

When the nurse left the ward, Zhuo qianyun lowered her head and looked at the wrist he was holding, "you... Let go of your hand. The doctor will come to check you later."

But ye Wenming still holds it, as if only in this way can she be sure that she is safe, "are you really OK?"

"I'm fine, and so are the children. Thank you for saving me... And our children." She said.

There was a touch of surprise in his eyes. She used the three words "ours", as if... She and he were a whole, not two separate people.

"You're OK, my child... It's OK, it's really great..." he murmured, his voice was hoarse, because of the choking in his throat, it was even more broken.

"You hurt your neck, don't talk much!" Zhuo qianyun said quickly.

The injury on his neck is far more serious than that on her.

He obediently closed his mouth, only the dark eyes, but still looking at her, and that holding her hand, never let go.

Even if the doctor came to check his condition, he still held her hand.

Ye Wenming's postoperative condition is OK at present. The most serious injury on his body is the injury on his neck. Therefore, in three days, he should speak less and eat only liquid food.

"Mr. Ye, you've lost a lot of blood this time. Fortunately, most of the blood you're going to lose is your own blood, so it's not a big problem. But we know that you used to draw blood regularly every month. At present, your body is not suitable for drawing blood for at least half a year." The doctor told me.

But ye Wenming's face changed. He didn't care what the doctor told him to say. "What's going back to me is my own blood?"

"Yes, it's your wife who said that you kept your blood in the women's Insurance Department. It's good to keep it in time. Otherwise, the special blood like you in the blood bank is not enough, and the situation will be very dangerous." The doctor sighed.

But ye Wenming's face became more and more ugly.

Those blood, is he saves for Qian Yun! But now it's on his own. So what should she do when she gives birth in the future? If she needs blood and the stock is not enough...

why... Why did he use that blood?

Those blood, should not give him to use at all!

Ye Wenming's whole body is filled with a sense of depression. He had been holding Zhuo qianyun's hand, and he unconsciously released it.

When the doctor and nurse leave, Zhuo qianyun wants to help Ye Wenming cover the quilt. Ye Wenming's voice suddenly rings, "why...

" didn't the doctor ask you to talk less? If you have anything to say, you might as well wait three days. " Zhuo qianyun said.

But ye Wenming continued to say, "why do you want to talk about the stored blood? The blood should not be used on me at all."

"That blood is yours. It's the most natural thing to use it on you, isn't it?" Zhuo qianyun said.

"But you know that the blood is..." he would like to go on, but her fingers suddenly against his lips, also against all his voice.

"Ye Wenming... Enough, really enough, you have done enough for me." She said softly, her voice didn't have the usual coldness and alienation, but a touch of heartache. "What's more, the reason why you lost too much blood today is to save me. If you didn't use the blood, then maybe the person who used the blood is me."