Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

On the hospital bed, Jiang Muyu looked slightly pale.

She is like a sleeping beauty, never waking up from her sleep.

"Xiaoyi, it's time to wake up."

"If you don't get up again, I will let you drink milk at night and breakfast every day, and I won't give you cake and yogurt."

"Are you afraid? Every time you were asked to eat these before, you were so scared. Shouldn't you wake up now?"

"Didn't you always say you don't like the smell of disinfectant in the hospital?"

"Wake up quickly, I'll take you home!"

The fingers touching her cheek trembled slightly.

He looked at Jiang Muyu on the bed in a daze, the corners of his lips twitched silently, and kept talking to her.

As if it was really just waking up a bedridden child...

It's time to wake up, Little One!

It's already dawn, if you stay in bed again, I will be angry.

……

Lu Jiaqi was dragged back to rest by Lian Yi last night, and hurried over early in the morning, only to see such a scene in front of her.

Her eye sockets turned red.

She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, her heart throbbing with pain.

It's the first time she saw Huo Dashao like this.

From knowing this man, to discovering that her best friend has an unusual relationship with Young Master Huo, to everything that happened afterwards.

Until now, she didn't know that he would have such a side.

Helpless, sad.

It seemed that this kind of aura shouldn't have appeared on him. In her impression, Huo Dashao had always been cold and decisive.

"Lian Yi, Mu Yu won't...she won't be able to wake up in the future, right?"

Lu Jiaqi sniffled and said with some discomfort.

Lian Yi beside her reached out and rubbed the top of her hair, "No, she just didn't get enough sleep."

"Your consolation is useless at all."

Pulling the clothes on her body, Lu Jiaqi flattened the corners of her mouth and muttered.

Lian Yi chuckled, "As long as it works for you."

"It's no use, no use at all."

Turning her eyes back, she looked at the two people in the ward. The urge to rush out of the house and want to go in had completely disappeared at this moment.

Looking at the atmosphere and pictures inside, Lu Jiaqi felt that it was really not easy for her to go in.

"You said, when will she wake up?"

"quickly……"

Lu Jiaqi looked sideways at Ji Ziyang, who was a step away, and looked at the worry and anxiety on his face, then turned to Han Yanran, who covered most of his face with a hat.

Suddenly a trace of joy welled up in my heart.

She felt that she should feel satisfied and happy, and the person she liked actually liked her, and it seemed that the most heartbreaking thing was not getting what she wanted.

……

When Huo Beicheng didn't know how many times he talked to Jiang Muyu, Jiang Muyu, who had fallen into a coma for more than a dozen times, finally opened his eyes.

After waking up, she looked at him with hazy eyes, and there was a penetrating luster in her dark eyes.

"Master Huo..."

Jiang Muyu moved her stiff hand, and only then did she feel that her hand was being held in the palm of her hand.

The whole person felt a little dizzy, opened his eyelids for a while, and then closed them again, as if he was very sleepy and might fall asleep at any time.

"Xiao Yi, is there anything uncomfortable?"

Huo Beicheng looked at her nervously, noticing the stiffness in her hands, and immediately kneaded the knuckles in her fingers gently.

"Young Master Huo, you are so noisy..."