But night Yu Chen did not go to cardiovascular medicine.
He went back to Mu Wanqing's ward, moved the chair closer, and slept with her beside her.
But now the girl is inconvenient, he can't go to bed.
The next day, Mu Wanqing took off his oxygen mask.
She took a deep breath and felt that her body and mind were more comfortable than before, without so much burden.
"Fool."
Looking at Mu Wanqing's greedy air appearance, ye Yuchen can't help shaking his head and laughing, and his ink eyes are full of spoiled looks.
Mu late poured out tongue, "you just don't understand."
Before, she had a short breath. After a short breath, she would feel anoxic again, so she was eager for oxygen, but she couldn't breathe deeply.
Chest stuffy, that kind of feeling is very uncomfortable.
Now, although she hasn't adapted to her new heart, her chest is still very painful, and the wound hasn't even begun to heal after the operation.
But this feeling of rebirth makes Mu Wanqing feel very comfortable, just want to feel the air more.
That's the feeling of being alive.
"Just be happy." Night Royal Chen thin lips light hook.
Mu Wanqing was lying on the bed bored. This time, she could only lie down completely and could do nothing but sleep.
Shen Jingshu brought a light soup. Yeyuchen would put the soup in a bowl. When the temperature was just right, she prepared a straw to feed her soup.
The girl gnawed at the straw and said, "I don't like the straw."
She can't even drink soup. Besides, Shen Jingshu's craftsmanship is excellent, and the taste of the soup is deep in her heart.
"Good, just stick to it for a few more days."
Night imperial Chen took root straw again, throw into own bowl inside, accompany her to bite straw to drink soup together.
Mu Wan tilted his mouth, "don't force yourself."
She is really not so sentimental, just sigh a temporary can not return to normal life distress.
"Son of a bitch, share your father's virtue."
Shen Jingshu looks at her son's favorite wife. She is really helpless, but she is also deeply gratified.
Night Yu Chen thin lips light hook, "Dad genetic good."
Thanks to his beloved wife's inheritance, otherwise he would not get a wife.
Shen Jingshu chuckled, "you take good care of Qingqing. Look, we've lost so much weight that we have to bring it back."
Only when you get fat can you have a big fat boy.
Of course, Mu Wanqing doesn't know that Shen Jingshu's real idea is to fatten her up and have a baby
"Yu Chen is also thin." Mu Wan chuckled and muttered.
She raises Mou to look at the cheek of night Yu Chen, feel the line of his cheek, especially mandible line is more distinct.
These days, night imperial Chen is afraid to be more tired than her.
She's just in a coma and sleeps unconscious. When those cold instruments stir in her body, Mu Wanqing can't feel anything
I was sleeping anyway.
"Don't worry about him." Shen Jingshu coaxes night Yu Chen, "you quickly raise yourself white fat like."
The night imperial Chen you resentfully glanced at her one eye.
All of a sudden, I wonder if he is his own son
"Thank you, aunt Shen." Mu Wanqing said with a smile, "this period of time, let you worry."
Her face was still a little pale. Although her smile was clear and sincere, it was still heartbreaking.
Shen Jingshu originally wanted to correct her address, but suddenly remembered that she was still hiding her marriage, so she didn't let Mu Wanqing call her mother, "good boy."
When can I change my voice?
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