Flash marriage honey love: the chief mad wife

Chapter 24 30 Do you want a divorce?
"Sit down." Ye Lengqing didn't know what Zhuang Zixin was panicking about. He didn't know whether Liu Ye had talked too much about what he saw that day, so he wasn't sure whether Zhuang Zixin's panic was because of his injury or because of himself. Things I saw that day.

"Oh, good." Zhuang Zixin obediently found a chair, took it to the bed and sat down, because it was relatively close to the cabinet, Zhuang Zixin reached out for the thermos and poured a cup of sugar water for Ye Lengqing.

"Drink some sugar water, the doctor said that your blood sugar is a little low due to excessive blood loss." Ye Lengqing didn't reach out to pick up the quilt, she just looked at Zhuang Zixin fixedly.

Zhuang Zixin was a little nervous, and she didn't know why she was so nervous. When Ye Lengqing was in a coma, she really hoped that Ye Lengqing could wake up quickly, but now that she woke up, she was afraid of facing Ye Lengqing .

If it were someone else, Ye Lengqing would have kicked her out a long time ago, even if it was Lan Qingyue, Ye Lengqing would be merciless, but facing Zhuang Zixin, Ye Lengqing found that she had inexplicable patience and tolerance towards her Spend.

Thinking of watching Zhuang Zixin throw himself into that man's arms and kiss him that day, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Just now, he also wanted to drive Zhuang Zixin away, but because of her sentence I dreamed that you were killed, he softened his heart.

Because she thought that she would be scared like that when she dreamed that she was killed, so those words that would make her sad, Ye Lengqing stayed in her stomach, waiting for it to ferment, and then slowly evaporate.

"Did Liu Ye force you to stay?" In the end, Ye Lengqing still asked the answer that he wanted to know from the bottom of his heart.

Zhuang Zixin shook his head: "I want to keep it myself. Liu Ye said that the company still has something to do, so he went back to the company."

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At this time, the sun was setting, and the golden red sunlight was falling into the ward, reflecting Ye Lengqing's face no longer so pale, and also reflecting Zhuang Zixin's reddish cheeks, which was even more reddish and attractive.

"Don't you drink water?" Zhuang Zixin raised the cup in his hand again and asked.

"Help me up." Lying down, the wound on his back hurt a little, Ye Lengqing frowned slightly, and asked Zhuang Zixin to help him up.

Only then did Zhuang Zixin remember that Ye Lengqing was lying down and couldn't drink water by himself, so he said, "I can feed you."

In the past, when grandma was sick, she was the one who fed and watered grandma, so she is very experienced.

"Help me up!" Because of the physical discomfort, Ye Lengqing's temper was a little irritable, and her tone was naturally bad.

Because although Ye Lengqing's tone is always cold, but Zhuang Zixin knows that it is not angry at others or something else, but at the moment Ye Lengqing's voice is only a little colder than usual, but Zhuang Zixin knows it is Ye Lengqing was angry, so she stood up from her chair in shock.

After staring blankly at Ye Lengqing for a few seconds, he came back to his senses and quickly stepped forward to help him sit up.

"Ah... your back is bleeding!" After helping Ye Leng to get up, Zhuang Zixin saw that the hospital gown on his back was completely soaked in blood at this time.

"I know." Because Zhuang Zixin happened to put her hand on the injured part of Ye Lengqing's back when Fu Ye Lengqing got up, and because Ye Lengqing was too heavy and her own strength was too weak, her hand Press and rub vigorously on the wound.

The sharp pain followed by the flowing warm liquid made Ye Lengqing know that the wound was opened by Zhuang Zixin's pressure.

But even though it was painful, he was reluctant to let Zhuang Zixin let go, feeling the warmth and softness of her soft little hands through the hospital gown, he felt his cold heart was melting little by little.

"I, I, I, I'll call the doctor." Zhuang Zixin looked at Ye Lengqing's red-stained back, and then at his own red-stained palms. He was so dizzy that he couldn't hold on anymore. Quickly ran out.

In fact, Zhuang Zixin also suffered from mild haemorrhage, but no one knew about it except Bei Chenou and herself, but her haemorrhage was only noticeable when she saw other people bleeding.

After the doctor came in, Zhuang Zixin quickly ran into the bathroom to wash the blood on his hands and went downstairs. Seeing the bright red washed down by the water, Zhuang Zixin pressed his lips hard, his small face was as pale as paper, and his forehead gradually faded. There was a thin layer of sweat.

After the doctor left, Ye Lengqing sat upright on the bed, looking at Zhuang Zixin's strange walking posture, Ye Lengqing asked curiously and worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhuang Zixin waved his hands, and his voice was soft like a patient who has not recovered from a long illness: "I'm fine, is your wound bandaged?"

Seeing the deep bite marks on Zhuang Zixin's lips, as well as the thin sweat on her pale cheeks and forehead, Ye Leng's expression suddenly darkened a little, and then other emotions flooded into her.

"You're dizzy with blood." Ye Lengqing didn't ask, but affirmed, thinking that Zhuang Zixin's voice changed when she saw her wound open and bleeding just now, but he never thought of this.

Zhuang Zixin smiled palely, walked to the chair and slumped on the chair as if he had no strength.

"Well, a little bit, not too bad." It's really not too bad. She once met a person who fainted badly, and fainted immediately when she saw the blood.She also fainted before, and then she gradually overcame her psychological barrier, but she never encountered it before, so she forgot it for a while.

After the two sat quietly for a while, Ye Lengqing looked at Zhuang Zixin with intoxicating eyes like obsidian, his eyes were closed tightly, his breathing was shallow, his little face gradually recovered a trace of blood, but still looked very weak.

"Zhuang Zixin." Ye Leng called softly.

"En." Hearing Ye Lengqing calling himself, Zhuang Zixin opened his eyes, then looked at Ye Lengqing quietly, waiting for his next words.

"Do you want a divorce?" Ye Lengqing knew that she didn't want a divorce, but she thought of what Zhuang Zixin said to herself before when she saw the picture that day.

He knew that Zhuang Zixin was special to him, and because he was special, he couldn't bear to be hurt, because he couldn't bear to be hurt, so he was willing to fulfill her and give her freedom.

Hearing Ye Lengqing's words, Zhuang Zixin's eyes widened, then they dimmed, and the eyelids also drooped.

The little face that had just regained some blood color turned pale again, and it was even whiter than before.

There was a mocking smile on the corner of his lips, what should come is still coming, isn't it?
After Ye Lengqing woke up, why did she panic and fear? At this moment, Zhuang Zixin found the answer, because she was afraid that he would ask her for a divorce.

But he didn't expect that he still didn't hide in the end, and finally he brought it up.

"Because of Lan Qingyue?" Zhuang Zixin raised his head to look at Ye Lengqing, the smile on his face was so bright and dazzling.

(End of this chapter)