Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

There, there is a hideous scar, which is very long and hideous.

Closing her eyes, she recalled the unbearable pain at the moment when the scalpel fell, and she still remembers it vividly to this day.

That kind of pain was more painful than dislocation and broken bones. She didn't want to think about it again in her life, let alone experience it again.

"I see, I will get them to set a time as soon as possible."

"Okay, then I will contact you later."

After deleting the call record, Lu Qiao closed his eyes wearily, curled up, and buried his face deeply in the pillow.

The mask on her face has been worn for a long time, and she can't take it off in front of anyone. In order to support the huge Lu Shi, standing on the cusp of the storm, everyone's eyes are staring at her, and her weakness cannot be tolerated.

Only at this time, when there is no one around, can she tear off the mask and allow herself to be weak.

On one side, Lu Qiao fell into a nightmare, and on the other side, Wen Ran, who had been dazed for several days, finally regained some energy. Huo Yan pushed her to bask in the sun in the small garden of the hospital.

Wen Ran's body was already at the end of its strength, the Wen family came to make trouble that day, after Wen Ran fell into a coma, Doctor Li went to Huo Yan to explain Wen Ran's current physical condition.

It's getting worse every day, and it just sucks.

Wen Ran probably also knew about his own situation, so he lived every day as if it was his last, wishing he could be inseparable from Huo Yan, as if he wanted to make up for the time he missed before and the time he couldn't have in the future. I won't see you for a while. People will be extremely restless.

After Huo Yan knew about her illness, he took care of her emotions even more, so he didn't go to work for several days, and he seemed to be a fool.

Today's weather is fine, the sun is warm, just after noon, there is no one in the small garden, and the sound of feet on the fallen leaves is very clear.

Walking all the way, there was the sound of feet stepping on fallen leaves, Wen Ran stretched his hands back, holding Huo Yan's hand tightly, with infinite nostalgia.

Huo Yan pushed her to the gazebo in the small garden, squatted down and asked her softly, "Are you tired?"

The gazebo was covered with creepers, hanging down from the top, blocking most of the sunlight, and the mottled shadows fell, just casting on Huo Yan's face, softening his rigid outline, making him appear extremely gentle.

Wen Ran couldn't help reaching out to touch his eyebrows, and said softly, "I'm not tired."

Stretching out his hand to tidy up the broken hair at the temples for Wen Ran, Huo Yan said warmly, "Sit here and bask in the sun, more sun exposure is good for your health."

Wen Ran laughed self-deprecatingly, "My body is already broken, and I'm going to die anyway, what difference does it make if I'm in the sun or not?"

Huo Yan frowned, "Who told you that? Nonsense! Dr. Li said that you are recovering well now, much better than before. As long as you continue to recuperate and can withstand the operation, you will arrange the operation immediately. It will be all right soon."

"Ayan, don't lie to me. I know my own body is not getting better at all, but getting worse and worse."

Wen Ran smiled miserably, "Besides, I have a special blood type, so it's not easy to find a kidney source. Man's fate is destined by God. I've reached the end of my life, and no one can save me..."

Wen Ran's eyes slowly turned red, "My whole life has been really boring. If I hadn't met you, I'm afraid I wouldn't have wanted to live."