Married to the Absolutely Loved Concubine

Ha ha……

"Momo, do you know, I'm really lucky. I met you in this life. I'm really glad that I fell in love with you in this life. I fell in love with you twice, no, three times. If the previous life is counted, Three times, although I left you before I had time to accept it in my previous life."

"Momo, my love, the lover of my life, do you know that I love you, I have loved you for a whole time, my whole life, my whole life, I only live to love you."

"Once love becomes a habit, you will never be able to get rid of it for the rest of your life. Momo, loving you has become my habit."

"So, wake up quickly, please, hear my voice, wake up quickly, I am calling you, I am with you, Mo Mo, don't sleep anymore, if you sleep again, I will be angry, I will be sad, I will be unhappy, Momo, my Momo, wake up quickly."

Ling Yue leaned close to Mo Wuchen's ear, whispered her love, and called him softly, hoping to bring him back from the coma.

"Fool, you are so stupid. Since you know you can't fight, why do you have to go with me? I told you to wait for me at home. You are such a fool."

"This is the second time, the second time you pounced on me to save me, and the second time your life was in danger. Next time, never again, Momo, next time, I would rather die than I would die." Don't see you lying here like this, motionless, it makes me feel so sad to see you."

Don't be sad, Yue'er, I heard, where is this, why is it so dark?

Mo Wuchen, who was on the edge of the darkness, saw darkness in front of him, he tried to open his eyes wide, but it was still darkness, he heard Yue'er calling.

Although the voice was very small, he heard it.

Yue'er said, she loves him, once, and how long has it been since, so long that only she knows?

Yue'er, I forgot you, I'm sorry, I will try my best to remember, Yue'er, I love you, don't be angry, I will try my best to wake up.

Where is this, here, where is it, Yue'er, where are you?

"Momo, my baby Momo, please open your eyes, I want you to look at me, I like the way you stare at me, although I am not as good-looking as you, but you don't dislike it Don't you, you also like to look at me, don't you?" Ling Yue choked up, wrapped around Mo Wuchen who was in a coma, and answered her words.

The beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of water mist, which slowly condensed into tears and dripped down, just falling on Mo Wuchen's eyes.

His eyes trembled for a moment, and soon returned to calm.

Yue'er, silly girl, how could I dislike you? I was afraid that you would dislike me.

I can't use force now, but when you need people the most, I'm like a waste, I'm afraid, you despise me, abandon me, abandon me, so I originally wanted to tell you with actions, even if I can't fight with others, and I can do things well.

It's just that I didn't expect that I would become your drag instead, limiting your ability to display, and I was afraid that you would not want me anymore.

what……

Why are your eyes so cold, Yue'er, are you crying, don't cry, don't cry, Yue'er, damn it, I must wake up, Yue'er, don't cry, I must wake up.

Mo Wuchen was on the edge of the darkness, struggling to find, looking for that little light.

Finally, he saw, there was a ray of light in the distance, and he ran towards that ray of light with all his strength...

"Momo, you fool, yesterday, why did you pounce on me? Even if I was slashed by that person, I would avoid the vital points and minimize the strength of his knife edge, so you wouldn't so badly injured."

"Wuuu... I'm a doctor. I know exactly what kind of injury and how to minimize it. So, next time, Momo, don't risk your life for me. Your injury is worse than my own injury." , and made me feel a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, you know."

If it wasn't for Mo Wuchen's injury and crying Ling Yue, she really wanted to drag him up and beat him up, to see if he would be so stupid next time.

"I know……"

A faint sound came from Mo Wuchen's mouth. Ling Yue's face was integrated into his face, and although the sound was very small, it was comparable to the sound of a mosquito, but it was transmitted without a word. into Ling Yue's ear.

Ling Yue raised her head and saw Mo Wuchen's eyes that could not be opened, she wept with joy, "Mo Mo, you finally woke up, I called you, it was so hard, woo..."

"Don't... don't cry... I will feel bad." Mo Wuchen wanted to raise his hand to wipe her tears, but it was in vain, he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand now.

Ling Yue sniffed, raised her hand to wipe her tears, and cried, "Okay, I won't cry, idiot, you've been in a coma for a day, I'm so happy."

"Does your wound still hurt?" Ling Yue asked, then, she patted her head and smiled, "Look at me, why would you ask such a silly question, the wound is so deep, of course it will hurt, don't move your body, The pain will be lessened."

Mo Wuchen smiled at the corner of his mouth, and nodded with difficulty. He lost too much blood, which made his whole body weak.

Even though Ling Yue had transfused so much blood to him, a lot of blood was lost during the operation.

If many Ling Yue gave him a blood transfusion, he would not be able to survive the operation and lose blood again.

Even though Ling Yue had reduced the blood loss from his wound to the minimum when performing the operation on him, the bleeding was still unavoidable.

"Knowing that you will wake up at any time, Ji Qing has stewed a big pot of blood-enriching soup for you to drink when you wake up, and I will bring it to you." Ling Yue finished speaking, lifted the quilt, and got out of bed.

Mo Wuchen wanted to tell her not to go, but he was a little hungry after not eating for a day. Most importantly, he wanted to recover quickly, and he didn't want to be so powerless.

Eating and supplementing nutrition is the source of restoring physical strength as soon as possible.

A few minutes later, Ling Yue entered the room carrying a tray, put the tray on the table, picked up a small bowl, and filled Mo Wuchen with a bowl of soup.

This soup is stewed with a variety of blood-enriching Chinese herbs. It has been simmered for five hours on a low fire. Once opened, the rich aroma of herbs in it will be emitted, filling the entire room.

Ling Yue was holding the soup. This soup was placed on the stove to keep warm. Drinking it at this time, the temperature is just right without burning your mouth.

However, Mo Wuchen was lying on his stomach. In this position, it was difficult to drink soup. He wanted to get up on his stomach, but Ling Yue stopped him.

Ling Yue put down the soup, supported half of his body with her hands, and carefully stuffed a pillow into his chest, so that he would have no trouble raising his head to drink the soup.

Sitting on the chair beside the bed, Ling Yue held the soup bowl and carefully fed it to Mo Wuchen spoon by spoon.