The cold wife of rebirth is hard to favor

Chapter 80 13. Fool
The sharp needles pierced the woman's slender blood vessels, faint blue veins appeared on the back of her white hands, and the woman wearing an oxygen mask lay quietly on the white hospital bed like a lifeless puppet.

Outside the glass window, several men were leaning against the wall.

"Grandpa." Xiao Junmo raised his head and looked at the old man who was holding a cane in his hand. A group of leaders from the courtyard were all beside him tremblingly.

"How's the girl?" The old man looked at the woman lying on the hospital bed, even after experiencing heavy wind and rain, he couldn't calm down.

The dean at the side immediately ensured the patient's life and was sweating profusely. Just after reporting Murong Yunmin's condition, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat from his forehead.Wang Xuemei, who came with the old man, was already crying out of distress.

"Second boy, come with me." The old man's cane tapped on the hospital floor, perhaps he hadn't seen such an old man for a long time, the doctors standing by were all breathing stiffly, their lips were pale.

……

"Mr. Huo—you can't leave the ward." As soon as the little nurse spoke, she was frightened by Huo Qingcang's strong aura and swallowed the rest of her words.

Huo Qingcang was in good health after all, he walked towards Murong Yunmin's ward.

He sat by her hospital bed, holding her hand with bloodshot eyes.

Murong Yunmin seemed to be sleeping restlessly, her exposed temple hair was wet with sweat and stuck to her ears, and her long eyelashes were weakly stretched.

The man held her hand tightly.

"Aze." The woman managed to squeeze out two words from her throat.

"En." Huo Qingcang responded in a hoarse voice, holding Murong Yunmin's hand and putting it on his lips.

"How did you come here?"

Huo Qing closed his eyes dimly, resting his forehead on the back of Murong Yunmin's hand, and did not speak for a long while.

Faintly, Murong Yun felt that the back of his hand was scalded sensitively.

Murong Yunmin's eyelashes trembled fiercely, her eyes widened, and she wanted to get up in a panic, "Aze, you..."

"Don't move!" Huo Qingcang clenched her fingertips, raised his eyes to stare at Murong Yunmin.

Murong Yunmin forced a soft smile, "I'm fine." After speaking, he moved his shoulders to confirm his words.

Her back hurts, but now she laughs, "Fool."

Huo Qingcang looked at her, she was obviously tired and weak, but she was making him happy instead, feeling sorry for herself and blaming herself.

Tightening the corners of his mouth, Huo Qingcang sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the woman with fond eyes.

At this time, on the roof of the hospital, Fu Jinyan had his arms propped on the railing, and Ye Lianzhao put his hands in his suit trouser pockets.

"We met again." Ye Lian called, the eyes of the two men were deep.

(End of this chapter)