Chapter 914

He ronghua took Si Weiguo away, and the sadness on his face dissipated with Gu qiaoyue waking up.

Si Moyan stayed in the ward with Gu qiaoyue. Gu qiaoyue asked him to have a rest. He looked at her on the side of the hospital bed and said:

"I'll be right here watching you rest."

Gu qiaoyue is speechless. Looking at her, how can he rest and open his eyes?

"You go to sleep quickly. I'm really fine."

Gu qiaoyue said, seeing that he still didn't move, he said:

"My body hurts. It hurts when I speak. Si Moyan, how many times do you want me to say it?"

As soon as Si Moyan heard Gu qiaoyue's cry of pain, he was not calm immediately. Hearing what she said behind her, he quickly said:

"Don't talk. I'll go and lie on the side."

Then he got up and went to the nursing bed on the side, but his eyes had not been removed from Gu qiaoyue.

Because Gu qiaoyue said that it would hurt when he spoke, he wouldn't speak. She also wanted to speak because of the province's teasing.

As soon as he lay down in bed, the door of the ward was pushed open and he ronghua came in with a lunch box.

Si Moyan quickly looked over and got out of bed to pick up the lunch box to feed Gu qiaoyue:

"Qiao Yue, your wound hurts. Lie still. I ask you."

He ronghua followed him and said, "I'd better come. I took two. You go and have some, too. You haven't had a good meal these days."

He was about to pick up the lunch box in Si Moyan's hand.

Sima Yan hurriedly avoided it and said in a muffled voice, "I......" come.

But before the word "come" was finished, he looked at Gu qiaoyue's clear eyes with some blame. Suddenly he didn't say anything. He obediently handed the lunch box to he ronghua and explained:

"Mom, you slow down. Qiao Yue's body hurts. You take a small bite. Don't choke her."

Still not at ease, he stood by and looked at he ronghua.

He ronghua was speechless: "I've lived most of my life. I still need you to teach me how to serve the patient? You hurry to eat. What are you doing here? So many people are pestling here. How can Qiao Yue eat?"

Sure enough, as soon as he said Qiao Yue, Si Moyan immediately obediently took the porridge in the lunch box and drank it. His eyes never left Gu qiaoyue. He looked at the porridge he ronghua fed to Gu qiaoyue from time to time. It seemed that he was afraid that she would feed more and make Gu qiaoyue uncomfortable to swallow.

Gu qiaoyue felt uncomfortable being served by her mother-in-law, but she really couldn't sit up at the moment, so she had to thank him and let he ronghua feed her.

He ronghua said to her, "you child, be polite to your mother, have a good porridge, tell your mother what you want to eat, and your mother will make it for you."

Then he couldn't help complaining about her:

"What kind of knife are you going to block, you child? The smelly boy of Moyan has rough skin and thick flesh. What's the matter with him? You look like this, mom feels uncomfortable. It's all caused by the smelly boy of Moyan."

She really thought so. She moved her daughter-in-law to ignore her own safety in order to save her son, but she also complained that her son didn't protect her daughter-in-law.

But these days, seeing his son haggard day by day, there is only heartache left for any complaint.

She doesn't like anyone getting hurt.

Gu qiaoyue shook her head and said with a smile, "Mom, I'm fine. I didn't think so much at that time."

As soon as Gu qiaoyue spoke, Si Moyan pulled down his face and hurriedly said:

"Mom, stop talking. Qiao Yue's body hurts. Talking affects the wound."

"Well, well, I won't say it. Qiao Yue, you don't talk. Let's have a good meal and see if we can hurry this smelly boy."

But he couldn't help muttering: "it's okay. Mom can rest assured that you're all okay."

Seeing that Si Moyan had finished his porridge, he stood by and looked at it. He ronghua frowned and said, "why don't you go to rest?"

The child hasn't closed his eyes since Gu qiaoyue was injured. Now Gu qiaoyue wakes up. He doesn't go to rest. His body can't stand it if it goes on like this.

As soon as Si Moyan wanted to say something, he looked at Gu qiaoyue again. He quickly nodded and lay down on the side nursing bed without saying a word. He looked at Gu qiaoyue without blinking, and his face was particularly soft.

But after all, he didn't rest for several days. Now Gu qiaoyue woke up again, relaxed, went to bed, and soon closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"Sleep." he ronghua took a look and breathed a sigh of relief.

Gu qiaoyue also breathed a sigh of relief. She quietly ate half a bowl of porridge and fell asleep.

After all, she was seriously injured just in time. When she woke up, she couldn't carry it and fell asleep.

As soon as he woke up, he saw Si Moyan sitting by his bed and holding his hand.

But this time, he has straightened himself, shaved, changed his clothes, and sorted out his messy hair, which is the image of an elite man in the past.

Seeing her wake up, he hurriedly said, "how do you feel? Does it still hurt?"

Gu qiaoyue shook her head and looked up at Si Moyan. Seeing that he had recovered some spirit, Gu qiaoyue was relieved and smiled at him:

"It doesn't hurt. I'm a little hungry."

Si Moyan hurriedly said, "mom cooked pigeon soup, bone soup and green vegetable porridge. Which do you eat?"

Gu qiaoyue said, "have some porridge."

Si Moyan hurried to get the porridge, sat in front of Gu qiaoyue and fed her gently and carefully.

Gu qiaoyue quietly took a few bites and suddenly said:

"Mo Yan, don't feel bad. I didn't think so much at that time."

When she woke up and saw Si Moyan sitting by her bed, she wanted to say it.

Looking at him so uncomfortable, she felt bad.

Sima Yan stiffened and nodded, but he couldn't say a word.

Gu qiaoyue took his hand, looked up and smiled at him: "no matter what happens next time, you can't do this. You don't know how to take care of yourself?"

Sima Yan looked at her, his face a little more serious, and his eyes narrowed.

After half a ring, he sighed heavily. He gently took her hand and put his lips on the back of her hand. He said in a sad tone:

"Qiao Yue, no next time, I won't hurt you again."

He can't bear it once. How can he have another time.

His Qiao Yue, he wants to hold it in his hand. How can he let her lie in the hospital bed.

God knows how painful it was to see her blood infecting the whole back, to see her being pushed into the operating room, to see her pale face and lying quietly on the hospital bed. He would rather lie in bed than see her hurt at all.

"You can't hurt yourself again. Next time, if you encounter that situation next time, leave me alone. You know my skill. It'll be fine."

Even if something happened, he would rather have something for himself than watch her lying in the hospital bed.