Chapter 130

Jun Mohan is sitting beside the bed, with a faint and charming breath. He looks at Feng Sujin, and his eyes are deep. It seems that something is turning inside.

For a while, he sighed and whispered, "ah Jin, I'm sorry."

The sound is as long as the ancient music.

As he spoke, he stretched out his long jade like fingers and arranged his hair for Feng Sujin. His movements were gentle, as if he were treating fragile dolls.

His fingers glided slowly down Feng Sujin's cheek.

Once warm cheek, now is the cold touch, her face is also extremely pale.

Such fragile and comatose Feng Sujin, in fact, can't help but feel pity.

Jun Mohan takes Feng Sujin's hand and holds it gently in the palm of his hand.

In fact, he wanted to let go of her, but also the outbreak of her, her stubborn, let him decide not to let go.

Only this time her injury, life and death line, let him have to re-examine some things.

Some things must be decided by rational thinking.

Just as Jun Mohan put down Feng Sujin's hand and got ready to leave, Feng Sujin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then woke up slowly.

As soon as she woke up, she saw Jun Mohan, and she said in a trance, "Mohan?"

The breath on Jun Mo's cold body changed in this instant. He seemed to be surprised to see feng Sujin. "Ah Jin?"

Feng Sujin hears the voice of Jun Mohan and slowly returns to her mind, thinking of the last thing in her memory.

She stretched out her hand to grasp Jun Mo's cold swing, but it was only a slight movement, and her whole body hurt badly.

"Well..."

Feng Sujin had a kind of pain of convulsion all over her body. Her face became whiter in a moment, and she also perspired slightly.

Jun Mo's cold heart and mouth hurt uncontrollably. He quickly leaned over to press Feng Sujin. "Don't move. You are hurt. Tell me what you want to do. I'll do it."

In fact, Feng Sujin is also a little laborious in speaking. The wound on her body is too deep, so she came back from emergency treatment. The anesthetic had already passed. When she woke up, it hurt to move.

Feng Sujin blinked, as if to speak.

Jun Mo cold slightly bowed his head, let Feng Su Jin lean on his ear and say.

"Mohan, I dream of you. I dream of you leaving."

When saying this, Feng Sujin's voice slightly shakes and seems to be afraid of something.

In her many times of despair, he gave her the chance to rely, but if she really depends, she will be afraid of being left behind.

Jun Mo cold body a shock, know that he last left her a shadow.

But this time, he did think about it.

But seeing her like this, Jun Mohan couldn't say anything else. He wiped the sweat on her forehead with his fingers and said softly, "it's just a dream. I won't leave."

Feng Sujin listened to this sentence, just smiled, after a while, closed his eyes.

Feng Sujin closed her eyes at this moment, which was a kind of shocking visual impact.

Jun Mo's cold heart suddenly trembled, and quickly called the doctors to check for Feng Sujin.

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

You also know that the knife wound is very serious. She has shed so much blood again. It's not easy to recover a life... "

Listening to Qiu Wenzheng's words, Jun Mo's cold face became even colder.

Qiu Wenzheng didn't say anything else when he saw him like this. He was afraid that he might not be able to stand it for a while.

In fact, the news of Feng Sujin's injury was blocked by Jun Mohan at the first time, but at that time, there were too many people on both sides of the street to watch, and the gossip spread among some people.