Too Much to Chase His Wife: The Movie Emperor Wants to Hug

Song Yuwen's face was still the same as before, so smooth that there was not even a trace of disfigurement, and even, it looked much more delicate than before.

Cheng Huaiqing looked at Song Yuwen who was full of smiles, and said in a cold voice: "What are you doing here?"
Now that Zhao Lingxi's life or death is uncertain in the ward, his mood is in a mess, except for seeing Zhao Lingxi wake up, he doesn't want to see anyone.

"Huaiqing, you are so heartless..." Song Yuwen looked at Cheng Huaiqing's appearance, a look of hurt flashed in her eyes, but it was soon replaced by charm.

The disfigurement this time made her think about it completely. For Cheng Huaiqing, the more she obeyed him, the more he would completely ignore her.

"Yeah." But, what Song Yuwen didn't expect was that Cheng Huaiqing nodded in front of her without any explanation, and said, "I gave all my feelings to Ling Xi, so I don't have much to say." share with others".

"Ha ha……"

Song Yuwen listened to Cheng Huaiqing's words, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Except for Zhao Lingxi, you can't see other people's kindness to you in your eyes?"
After finishing speaking, seeing Cheng Huaiqing's sudden change of expression, he looked at the glass door next to him, with a cruel smile on his face: "Your heart was given to Zhao Lingxi, but now, she still lives in hospital"?
Song Yuwen's suddenly cold tone made Cheng Huaiqing's body unbearable, and he trembled violently. He had seen this kind of Song Yuwen from his heart.

Asked in a cold voice: "What did you say?"
Song Yuwen, who wanted to open her mind, didn't seem to care about Cheng Huaiqing's anger. She stared fiercely at the door of the ward, and said with a chill in her voice, "A woman who can't even take care of herself well is not worthy of staying by your side." .

As she said that, she felt that Bai Yexing's complexion was getting darker and her body was getting more and more cold, and the smile on her face was even bigger: "A woman who only looks for troubles everywhere, what do you want from her?" use"?
"Enough!" Cheng Huaiqing listened to Song Yuwen's words, looked at her with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to cut her into pieces, and said in a cold voice:
"Since you have just been discharged from the hospital, I won't argue with you today, you can go."

After finishing speaking, he directly ignored Song Yuwen's existence, and continued to lie on the glass door, looking at Zhao Lingxi worriedly.

It's not that he didn't listen to Song Yuwen's words just now. At least, looking at the figures swaying back and forth in the ward, Song Yuwen's words just now echoed in his mind, "All your heart was given to Zhao Lingxi, but, Now, isn't she still in the hospital?"
His right hand was tightly gripped on the doorknob, ready to rush in at any time.

Song Yuwen looked at Cheng Huaiqing with a sneer, her little hands holding the handbag were tightly clenched, and the crocodile leather handbag was wrinkled by her grasp.

She wants to see what Zhao Lingxi has become after all this.
Cheng Huaiqing, who had been staring at the ward, finally stopped when he saw the figure inside, and then eagerly pushed open the door of the ward and walked in.

Zhao Lingxi, who was in a coma after glancing at the hospital bed, stared deeply at the doctor who was still wiping sweat, and said in a cold voice, "Doctor, how is Ling Xi?"
Dr. Li looked at Cheng Huaiqing's anxious look in front of him, withdrew his big hand that was wiping his forehead, sighed and said, "She's a little frightened today, and she's still weak. I'll ask the nurse to bring a bottle of nutrient solution later. She should be fine when she wakes up."

"En." After hearing the doctor's words, Cheng Huaiqing only made a muffled "hm" sound from his nostrils, and walked towards Zhao Lingxi with big strides.

Looking at Zhao Lingxi's bloodless little face on the hospital bed, Cheng Huaiqing's eyes flashed with deep self-blame, he squatted down, held Zhao Lingxi's cold little hand, and used the temperature and warmth of his own hand to warm the back of Zhao Lingxi's hand On, where the infusion tube flows.

Even Song Yuwen walked in without noticing.

Song Yuwen looked at Zhao Lingxi who was lying quietly on the hospital bed, her long eyelashes covered her eyes. Although her small face was as white as paper, it couldn't hide her delicate face at all, just like a girl in a fairy tale. The Sleeping Beauty.

A flash of deep jealousy flashed in Song Yuwen's eyes, and her eyes fell on the little hand held by Cheng Huaiqing. When she said it, her eyes were like a saw, and she wished to see Zhao Lingxi's little hand held by Cheng Huaiqing Saw down.

With a deliberately concerned expression on his face, he reached out and patted Cheng Huaiqing's shoulder: "Huaiqing, what's wrong with Assistant Zhao?"
Cheng Huaiqing heard the voice behind him, turned his head, casually glanced at Song Yuwen's hand on his shoulder, then returned to Zhao Lingxi's small face, and spit out four cold words : "Overworked".

After finishing speaking, he gently massaged the back of Zhao Lingxi's hand, as if seeing off a guest.

Listening to Cheng Huaiqing's answer, Song Yuwen pulled a mocking smile on her face, and said deliberately: "Huaiqing, it seems that your husband is really incompetent? You have only been married for a few days, and you have made Assistant Zhao overworked. admitted to the hospital."

She deliberately bit the word "overworked" very hard. In fact, in her heart, how could she not know what happened to Zhao Lingxi?
Cheng Huaiqing listened to Song Yuwen's words, turned his head, gave her a cold look, and said, "This is my family matter. We will discuss it slowly after we go back, so I won't bother Song Jingji's people to worry about it."

After finishing speaking, looking at the cold smile on Song Yuwen's face that remained unchanged, he added: "I will stay here with Ling Xi, if you have nothing to do, then leave first"?
"Okay." Song Yuwen glanced at Zhao Lingxi who was still in a coma. The plan to stimulate her was considered bankrupt. She glanced at Cheng Huaiqing and said, "In this case, I will leave first. If there is anything wrong If so, call me again."

"Yeah." Cheng Huaiqing turned his head and continued to stare at Zhao Lingxi's small face, not paying any attention to the sound of high heels fading away behind him.

Song Yuwen's voice completely disappeared from Cheng Huaiqing's ears. At this moment, the little hand that Cheng Huaiqing held in his hand suddenly moved.

Cold fingers gently scratched Cheng Huaiqing's palm, Cheng Huaiqing couldn't care less, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes, he leaned forward slightly, his eyes stared at Zhao Lingxi's tightly closed eyes without blinking, in her ear While softly shouting: "Ling Xi, Ling Xi..."

Cheng Huaiqing's bewitching voice reached Zhao Lingxi's ears, gently hitting Zhao Lingxi's eardrums, and it kept echoing in her mind.

Hearing this sound, Zhao Lingxi's little hands trembled more violently, and the eyelashes tightly hanging on her face also trembled violently.

Looking at Zhao Lingxi's appearance, Cheng Huaiqing's eyes became more eager, and he continued to call softly in her ear: "Lingxi, Lingxi..."

After struggling in the dark for a long time, Zhao Lingxi slowly opened his eyes, staring blankly at the magnified handsome face of Cheng Huaiqing in front of him, his mind went blank.

"Ling Xi"?
Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi's sluggish look, shaking his big hand in front of her, with deep concern in his tone.

"Huh?" Zhao Lingxi shook her head when she heard Cheng Huaiqing's voice, her tone was still a little panicked: "Where is this?"
As soon as the voice fell, a strong smell of disinfectant penetrated into her nostrils, her pupils suddenly contracted severely, and she asked, "Who am I? Why did you appear in the hospital? You Who is it again?"
"Huh?" Hearing Zhao Lingxi's panicked voice, Cheng Huaiqing's eyes flashed with panic, and he pulled Zhao Lingxi's other idle little hand in front of him, and said softly: "Lingxi, you don't remember me anymore." "?
Zhao Lingxi looked at the injury in the eyes of the man in front of her. Although she couldn't remember who he was, she felt a sharp pain in her heart. She involuntarily withdrew her little hand from his, and gently stroked her. his cheeks.

Cheng Huaiqing's eyes flashed suddenly at Zhao Lingxi's sudden movement, thinking that Zhao Lingxi had thought of him, but in the end, Zhao Lingxi's next words made the hope he had just ignited instantly drop.

"What's wrong with you? I really can't remember."

When she was speaking, her head suddenly hurt sharply.

Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi's appearance, ruthlessly pressed the bell on the bedside, and called the doctor.

The doctor injected Zhao Lingxi with a tranquilizer, and Zhao Lingxi fell asleep.

After some inspections, he shook his head at Cheng Huaiqing and said, "She is fine now, but she has been stimulated too much during this period, and this is just a temporary memory loss."

"Temporary?" Cheng Huaiqing's eyes flickered, and he asked in a cold voice, "Then when will she recover? How is it different from the previous selective amnesia?"
"This..." The doctor looked at Cheng Huaiqing's cold expression, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "This depends on the patient's own condition, and I'm not too sure, but what is certain is that her temporary Amnesia will get better one day, as for selective amnesia, I can’t say, after all, this is the first time I have encountered this kind of situation.”

After finishing speaking, looking at Cheng Huaiqing's gloomy face, he added: "If you take the patient to places she is familiar with, it may help the patient remember something."

"Hmm." Hearing what the doctor said, Cheng Huaiqing's fingers supported the bridge of his nose, his head was slightly lowered, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, and he nodded.

The doctor looked at Cheng Huaiqing's appearance, then turned his head to look at Zhao Lingxi, who was already sleeping peacefully on the bed, shook his head, and retreated calmly.

Cheng Huaiqing thought for a while, and seeing Zhao Lingxi's frowning tightly even when he fell asleep, he suddenly put down his big hand, walked to Zhao Lingxi's bed, stroked her forehead with his big hand, and smoothed the forehead for her. folds, and sighed softly.

But he was blaming himself in his heart. Every word Song Yuwen said just now was like a sharp thorn, piercing his heart fiercely.

Just as Cheng Huaiqing was staring at Zhao Lingxi on the hospital bed, suddenly, the phone in his pocket rang.

Looking at the caller ID on the phone, Cheng Huaiqing's eyes flickered, and he picked up the phone.