Spiritual Wife

Chapter 147
Tears are like this, even though you cover your mouth, they will come out of your eyes, Fang Yiren has become a tearful person before he even walks to the hospital bed.

Dragon Lord Nalan really bled too much this time. From the moment Fang Yiren agreed to marry someone else, he kept his eyes tightly closed and felt a coldness that his body had never experienced before, just like his dying heart. Once fell into a deep sleep.

He was physically and mentally injured, and he was unwilling to wake up and accept the reality.

"Nalan Dragon Lord"

"Nalan Dragon Lord" Fang Yiren softly called his name, trying to wake him up, opened his eyes to look at her, and let her know that he was still alive.

She didn't like Nalan Dragon Lord like this, like a prairie lion on the verge of death, in his impression he was so arrogant, proud and black-bellied, how could it be this lifeless man lying on the hospital bed!

However, the familiar face told her, who is he?
Dragon Lord Nalan was in a deep sleep, and he didn't hear her whisper, Fang Yiren called out again, "Dragon Lord Nalan, get up, get up and argue with me!"

However, there was no reaction at all, Fang Yiren began to feel scared, reached out to hold his hand, and immediately retracted as soon as he touched it

"Why is it so cold?"

The cold smelled like death, and she felt fear in her heart.

"Dragon Lord Nalan, Dragon Lord Nalan, you idiot, idiot"

According to the traffic police's description, the car accident happened when Lord Nalan Dragon passed Shenghui Road. When they went to Yifang Garden, they seemed to have passed Shenghui Road as well.

He must have been chasing them for the accident to happen.

He became like this, isn't it because of her?
She should have made it clear to him that she shouldn't treat him like that, maybe this kind of thing won't happen.

Thinking that Dragon Lord Nalan was injured because of her, Fang Yiren blamed herself, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault"

Fang Yiren kept blaming herself, her delicate little face was crying like a kitten, she held his hand tightly, held him, and prevented him from being taken away by death.

"You finally shed tears for me." Just as Fang Yiren was crying sadly, the lying man made a low voice, mixed with a hint of excitement.

Seeing that he finally woke up, Fang Yiren cried even harder, "Dragon Lord Nalan, I thought you were dead! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

"You are a fool, how could I die"

"Did you hear it all?" Fang Yiren looked at him with red eyes, "When did you wake up?"

The lying man curled his pale lips and thought for a while, "Well, this, from the moment you held my hand, I woke up."

His words reminded Fang Yiren that she was still holding his hand tightly, and after hearing what he said, she quickly let go, but was held back by Nalan Dragon Lord.

Although not as powerful as before, it was enough to make her unable to escape "I thought I was going to die, I really want to lose you"

He was telling the truth, not that he would die in a car accident, but that she promised to marry another man would make him die in pain.

Fang Yiren's agreement to marry someone else was his most painful despair. At that moment, it was as if the whole world was lost, leaving only the setting sun in the sky, quietly shuttling through the crowd, like an innocent child waiting for the final despair.

In this golden evening, all he waited for was a desperate answer and a heartache that was bleeding all over the place.

He was in a car accident and was unexpectedly badly injured.

His words are full of reluctance and attachment, and there is something called affection like the sea rolling in his eyes.

His fingers were cold, but when they touched her, they were as hot as a flame, burning together with her.

"How are you?" Fang Yiren felt uncomfortable when he saw him, "Why didn't you tell me when you woke up, you hurt me." She didn't say the word worry.

"How about harming you?" Dragon Lord Nalan smiled palely, "Are you worried about me?"

"Who is worried about you? I'm afraid that you will die and no one will collect your body."

Fang Yiren quibbled, she didn't want to admit that she was worried about him, she should push forward again.

Dragon Lord Nalan smiled slightly, and said in a low voice, "That's also worrying about me!"

"I don't, I don't"

"You have, you have"

Dragon Lord Nalan held the hand she wanted to take back, "Don't worry, as long as you still love me, then I will still be here. In this world, there are mountains of swords and seas of fire, hell and Yama, and there is no fear."

Dragon Lord Nalan is already on the verge of dying, and he still doesn't forget to swear domineeringly.

As expected, he was still that domineering, black-bellied devil. As soon as he got a little sunshine, he began to glow, his face was pale, and his heart was hot.

When Fang Yiren heard the confession, her little heart beat wildly, and she withdrew her hand with all her strength.

Because of the excessive force, the hand holding her was shaken, and the other injured arm was pulled, causing him to grin in pain.

I don't know if it's a real pain or an act, if it's an act, then his acting skills can really win an Oscar, it's so realistic!
Fang Yiren was easily fooled. As soon as he broke free, he rushed over and asked, "Are you okay? I didn't mean to"

"It hurts, the bone seems to be broken again"

"What? Then call the doctor quickly!" After a while, the doctor came and checked him carefully. "Are you a family member of the patient?"

"Um"

It was the first time for the doctor to see such a beautiful family member of the patient, and he wanted to take a second look, but he keenly noticed the warning in the eyes of the lying man.

He didn't dare to look at him in a daze, and squinted and explained, "The patient is seriously injured, he has lost a lot of blood, and his arm is broken, so let him lie down and rest as much as possible. Your life is in danger, don't worry!"

"Excessive blood loss? Then, what should we do?"

Fang Yiren asked worriedly, no wonder his face looked so pale and his body was so cold.

"Because it's all trauma, you can nourish the blood with food, such as pork liver soup, chicken soup, and astragalus soup."

"Okay, I see, thank you, doctor"

"You're welcome, this is what we doctors should do"

"Cough~cough~" The lying man coughed displeasedly, and pointed at the doctor, "It's okay, you can go out now, I want to rest"

It's not mainly because Nalan Long is playing the role of a patient now, so he threw this uninterested doctor out long ago.

Talked to her all the time, endlessly, stuck there, and still didn't want to leave.

In fact, the doctor only said a few words to her, and there was no end to it. He must be too narrow-minded, and he doesn't like any man to say a word to her.

Sensing the warning signal from the man lying on the bed, the doctor slipped away quickly.

After the doctor left, Fang Yiren lowered his head and asked him, "What kind of soup do you want, I'll buy it"

Dragon Lord Nalan awkwardly said "Don't drink"

"Don't make trouble, the doctor said that you have lost too much blood, so what can you do if you don't drink some soup?" Fang Yiren narrated solemnly, not allowing him to stop drinking.

Dragon Lord Nalan looked at her seriously, "Then I want to drink your soup, tomato beef brisket soup"

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