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

Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi's body that was about to fall, his eyes flickered, he sat up instinctively, and bumped into the soup bowl in Cheng Huaiying's hand.

If Cheng Huaiying's attention hadn't been on her hands, the bowl of soup would have almost completely covered the quilt in front of Cheng Huaiqing.

But even so, Cheng Huaiying was unsteady, and a lot of soup in the bowl was spilled, and a large gray-brown soup was sprinkled on the snow-white quilt.

Fortunately, Jiang Lingxia who was beside Zhao Lingxi had quick hands and eyes, and when Zhao Lingxi's knee was about to touch the ground, he grabbed Zhao Lingxi's arm with a big hand and lifted Zhao Lingxi up.

When Zhao Lingxi's figure stabilized, he put his arms around Zhao Lingxi's waist, and in Cheng Huaiqing's eyes that almost pierced his hands, he hugged Zhao Lingxi horizontally, turned his head and glanced at Cheng Huaiqing on the hospital bed, and said :
"I'll take Ling Xi to the doctor for medicine first, now you both are fine, calm down."

After speaking, he hugged Zhao Lingxi and walked out of the ward without looking back.

Cheng Huaiqing kept staring coldly at Jiang Lingxia's back, until Jiang Lingxia hugged Zhao Lingxi's figure and disappeared at the door of the ward, then he withdrew his gaze.

His eyes were fixed on the pool of tan soup on the quilt in front of him. At that time, he held each other fiercely, the veins on the back of his hands were exposed, and he resented his own powerlessness in his heart.

Looking at Cheng Huaiqing's reaction, Cheng Huaiying's eyes flashed with jealousy, she filled another bowl of soup, and handed it to Cheng Huaiqing's mouth.

Rao, the black chicken soup that Cheng Huaiying filled was still full of fragrance, but Cheng Huaiqing didn't have any appetite, and stared at the quilt coldly.

Cheng Huaiying knew that Cheng Huaiqing was obsessed with cleanliness, and thought that he was angry because he spilled soup on the quilt, so she hurriedly rang the bell on Cheng Huaiqing's bedside and called the nurse to come and change the quilt on Cheng Huaiqing.

However, when the nurse's little hand touched the quilt on Cheng Huaiqing's bed, Cheng Huaiqing stared coldly at her hand, and the little nurse who was staring straight at her shyly withdrew her hand, looking at Cheng Huaiying with some puzzled eyes.

Cheng Huaiying didn't understand what Cheng Huaiqing was thinking, and asked tentatively, "Third Brother, since the quilt is dirty now, I'll ask the nurse to change it for you."

After finishing speaking, she saw Cheng Huaiqing's face suddenly turned cold.

Cheng Huaiqing still pursed his lips tightly, the lines of his face appeared very resolute, his eyes were fixed on the quilt in front of him, and he had no intention of answering Cheng Huaiying's question.

Seeing Cheng Huaiqing and Cheng Huaiying stalemate, he shook his head helplessly, and said: "The patient has finally gotten used to these things, and changing them temporarily now may affect his mood. Why don't I go get a new one?" The list, cover the traces on the quilt."

After finishing speaking, seeing Cheng Huaiying nodded towards him, he turned and walked out.

When she walked out of the ward door, the nurse let out a long sigh of relief, and patted her heart vigorously with her small hands. Although the man on the hospital bed was so handsome that everyone was angry, with his eyes staring at him, there was something in the little nurse's heart. There was a feeling of being lingering.

On the other side, Zhao Lingxi returned to the lifeless look of last night, letting the doctor apply medicine and bandage the wound on her leg, without a trace of expression on her face.

Only when the doctor used alcohol to clean her wound, her frown tightly betrayed her perception of pain.

Looking at Zhao Lingxi like this, Jiang Lingxia felt a little distressed.

After the doctor bandaged Zhao Lingxi, he thanked him and carried Zhao Lingxi to another ward.

Unexpectedly, such a situation would appear now, both Cheng Huaiqing and Zhao Lingxi lost their memory, and their emotions were very unstable.

Looking at these two poor people, Jiang Lingxia couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.

Feeling that Jiang Lingxia put her body on an unfamiliar hospital bed, Zhao Lingxi raised her head in surprise, turned her head mechanically around the ward, and finally her eyes fell on Jiang Lingxia's face.

Jiang Lingxia watched Zhao Lingxi pursing his lips, wanting to speak, and sighed, "You and Huai Qing are really a pair of fateful couples!"
Zhao Lingxi has already trusted Jiang Lingxia very much now, listening to Jiang Lingxia's words, her eyes flickered with doubts, she stared at Jiang Lingxia's face with burning eyes, and she didn't want to miss even a trace of his expression.

Jiang Lingxia felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Zhao Lingxi, rolled his right hand into a hollow fist and put it on his mouth, coughed lightly twice, and then said: "It's not easy for the two of you to make it this far, but God has I still seem to be jealous of you, and actually let both of you lose your memory, oh..."

"So far?" Zhao Lingxi listened to Jiang Lingxia's words, different from her sluggishness, she keenly grasped the key words in it, and asked: "Is the person he loved before, was I?"
When Jiang Lingxia heard Zhao Lingxi's sudden question, doubts flashed in his eyes, and he thought of when he bumped into her yesterday, she cried and said to herself: Everyone is lying to her.

With a twinkle in his eyes, he said: "Of course, when you met Huai Qing, he was still a little-known little singer, and at that time you were able to discern gold with your eyes, always by his side, encouraging him, It is also because of your encouragement that he can have what he is today."

"Me?" Some couldn't believe Jiang Lingxia's words, and reconfirmed: "Are you sure that the person who was by his side before was me"?
"Who else could it be if it wasn't you?" Jiang Lingxia became even more puzzled by Zhao Lingxi's words. However, he knew that this was not the time to be curious, so he continued to comfort Zhao Lingxi: "Although you two really love each other, it seems that there is too much distance between you two." There are many things, maybe this time both of you have amnesia, it is God who will give you another chance to start again."

"I..." Listening to Jiang Lingxia's words, Zhao Lingxi remembered again. Just now, when he saw his appearance in Cheng Huaiqing's pupils, a flash of inferiority flashed in his heart.

Shaking his head, he said: "Since you have said that there are too many things between me and him, who can say that we both lost our memory this time, it's not that God wants us to forget each other and start over again. Woolen cloth"?
Zhao Lingxi didn't know how she said these words, but when she thought of this possibility, her heart was pulled together in pain, and even her small brows frowned into the shape of the word "Chuan".

Jiang Lingxia didn't expect Zhao Lingxi's thinking to be so quick now, and was momentarily speechless by her words.

Seeing Zhao Lingxi's tangled expression, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly put his hands on Zhao Lingxi's shoulders, making Zhao Lingxi's eyes look into his own, and asked seriously: "Then, I just ask you, do you love him?"
Yihai's voice was like a spell, constantly echoing in Zhao Lingxi's mind, impacting every nerve of her.

"Do you love him? Do you love him? Do you love him..."

Zhao Lingxi only felt that her mind was full of these four words now, and each word seemed to weigh a thousand catties, making her a little breathless.

Holding her small hand on her chest, she shook her head vigorously, her scattered hair drew arcs in the air, and her you also became fragmented with the shaking of her head: "I don't know, I don't know... "

As she exited, tears couldn't help but flow down.

Jiang Lingxia looked at Zhao Lingxi's embarrassed appearance, and the softness in his heart was hit hard, but he was tough or he calmed down, put his hands on Zhao Lingxi's cold shoulders, and said in a voice: "No matter how you escape, You can't hide from your own heart, so why don't you face it bravely?"
Hearing Jiang Lingxia's icy words, Zhao Lingxi raised her head abruptly, staring at Jiang Lingxia's eyes with swollen walnut-like eyes, repeating what she just said: "But, he doesn't even remember me..."

These words came out of her mouth, matched with her hoarse voice, in Jiang Lingxia's ears, there was a feeling of hoarseness.

Jiang Lingxia looked at Zhao Lingxi's trembling body, supported Zhao Lingxi's shoulders with his big hands, and said in a calm voice: "Did you forget him when you lost your memory before? Then do you still remember how he was?" Is it yours?"
"I..." Zhao Lingxi looked at Jiang Lingxia's cold eyes, and moved his lips.

However, Jiang Lingxia didn't give her a chance to speak, and continued: "If you don't care about him anymore, then I have nothing to say, but now if another woman takes your place by his side, you will be willing "?
"I..." Jiang Lingxia's words made Zhao Lingxi's heart stagnate, and even his breathing slowed down for half a beat. The male god who looked at Jianglingxia was hurt and shook his head weakly: "I don't know, I do not know anything……"

While speaking, she covered her chest with her small hands, feeling a dull pain in her heart.

As long as she thought of Cheng Huaiqing's strange eyes looking at her when she woke up, her heart couldn't be controlled.

Looking at Zhao Lingxi's helpless appearance, Jiang Lingxia sighed deeply, straightened Zhao Lingxi's body with his big hands, and said, "Since you can't let go, then go for it. Although he doesn't remember you now, his subconscious But there is still your existence in it, otherwise..."

When he said this, he suddenly remembered that in the ward just now, Cheng Huaiqing looked at his hostile eyes and sighed helplessly: "Now, if you are not by his side, he will easily fall It was taken advantage of by other women."

Listening to Jiang Lingxia's words, Zhao Lingxi suddenly became quiet, but her trembling body betrayed her mood, she raised her head to look at Jiang Lingxia, her lips moved, and it took a long time to find her own voice:
"So, what should I do next"?
Jiang Lingxia looked at the serious expression on Zhao Lingxi's face, let go of her shoulders with his big hand, looked at her and said.