Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Lin Qiao seemed to be a lonely ghost, waiting outside the operating room.

She looked at the bright light above the operating room, which showed the lights in the operation, spreading round and round on the retina.

how is he

Lin Qiao asked himself over and over again deep in his heart.

She thought of the silent night just now, under the cover of the charred car, when the man closed his eyes, she felt the pain in her heart as if she was being strangled.

She even made a wish deep in her heart: "I am willing to exchange my ten years of life for Mo Siting's health."

This was Lin Qiao's most important wish.

If she likes someone, she can ignore the consequences and everything.

Even if she doesn't know how long her life expectancy is, she is willing to cut ten years off and give it to Mo Siting.

When Song Feng came over, he saw from a distance that there was only one girl in the bright corridor in front of the operating room.

Lin Qiao squatted in the corner, hugged her legs, and stared blankly at the closed door of the operating room with her big eyes.

Song Feng walked over quickly and pulled Lin Qiao up, "Sit down, don't squat here."

Perhaps it was due to maintaining the same squatting position for a long time, Lin Qiao's legs were numb as if being pierced by countless needles, she gritted her teeth and endured it for a while.

Song Feng looked at the look on the girl's face, and also looked at the door of the operating room.

"This is not the first time he has entered the operating room. I remember the last time, he stayed in the operating room for ten hours. Even the doctors went in in batches, and re-entered after replenishing energy and eating something in the middle."

Lin Qiao listened, she knew.

Adjutant Bai told her a lot about Mo Si Ting's military exploits. Those exploits are illustrious, otherwise he wouldn't have become a colonel at such a young age.

This is what Mo Siting used his own ability and his own life to win.

Song Feng took out a cigarette case from his trouser pocket, smoked a cigarette, held it between his teeth, took out the lighter and wanted to light it, his eyes suddenly fell on the no-smoking sign on the wall, and he couldn't help but close his eyes. He closed his eyes, but bit the cigarette butt hard, and could smell a bit of tobacco.

"Other people ask Mo Siting why he is so desperate. He is desperate, as if everyone else has one life, but he is like a cat with nine lives. But guess what he said?"

Song Feng paused, "There is always something more important than life."

Lin Qiao looked sideways at Song Feng, "Like what?"

"For example, brotherhood, such as friendship in battle." Song Feng took off the cigarette butt between his teeth, broke it, and threw it into the trash can beside him.

This time, the operation took four hours.

When the door of the operating room opened and a doctor in a white coat came out, Lin Qiao seemed to have become a puppet, unable to respond.

When she heard the doctor's voice, she quickly stood up from the chair as if she was half a beat behind, and walked over quickly, only listening to the doctor.

"Already out of danger, with a slight concussion and a small area of ​​burns on his body, he avoided the explosion point in time, the damage will definitely be there, but fortunately, there is no serious harm to the body, but one by one rib is broken, and the rest It's all skin trauma."

Lin Qiao had already cried tears all over his face.

A female nurse next to her glanced at Lin Qiao and explained to the doctor, "This is my girlfriend."

The doctor laughed immediately, and patted Lin Qiao on the shoulder, "You should thank your boyfriend for his strong body. He will be fine. He just took a sedation, and he will probably wake up after a few hours of sleep."

Mo Siting was pushed out from the operating room, and all the monitoring indicators in the intensive care unit were normal, so he was transferred directly to the general ward.

Lin Qiao pushed open the door of the ward and walked in.

The man was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, lying quietly.

Lin Qiao walked over, held Mo Siting's hand from under the quilt, felt the warmth of the man's cold fingers bit by bit, pursed his lips, like a wronged and helpless little hamster, wanted to curl up On Mo Si Ting's bed, and afraid that his actions would hurt Mo Si Ting, he still lay on the head of his bed, with his cheek against the back of his hand.

Thank God.

Returned a intact Mo Siting back.

When the sky was just getting bright, there was a faint blue color on the horizon.

Mo Siting frowned and opened his eyes.

There was still pain in his body, and the second he woke up, the pain like a tide rushed over, as if it was wrapping his whole body.

There are burns on the body, and the pain of the burns is the most intense.

Just as Mo Siting was about to move his hand, he found that someone was holding the back of his hand.

He turned his head and saw the girl lying on the bed next to him at a glance.

The girl's sleeping face was not stable.

Her face was covered with dried tears and mottled traces.

Mo Siting's heart was tightened instantly.

His actions also woke up Lin Qiao who was already in a light sleep.

Lin Qiao opened his eyes and saw Mo Siting at a glance.

"you're awake!"

She let out a cry of surprise, and didn't bother to ring the bell at the bedside, and hurriedly wanted to stand up from the chair.

But she slept in this position all night, staggered a little, and almost fell.

"Jojo!"

Mo Siting called Lin Qiao in a hoarse voice, and he immediately made a gesture of reaching out to grab her, but just as he moved his arm, it moved his whole body, and he couldn't help gritting his teeth in pain.

Lin Qiao had already run out, so she ran directly to the nearest nurse's station, "He's awake! Go check it out! He's awake!"

The nurse was also taken aback by Lin Qiao, so she notified the doctor on duty, and they came to examine Mo Siting together.

After the operation, Ben was already out of danger. After the examination, he recorded the indicators, excluded several data, hung a bottle of IV for Mo Siting, and left.

Lin Qiao just stood there blankly, looking at Mo Siting.

Mo Siting also had a few scars on his face, which looked a bit abrupt on such a handsome face.

Mo Siting's ribs were broken, so he couldn't move his body easily. He just lifted his hand that wasn't on the drip, and called out in a hoarse voice, "Qiao Qiao, come here."

Lin Qiao heard Mo Siting's hoarse voice, and hurriedly turned around to pour water for him at the table.

She poured a cup of hot water, but felt it was hot again, and hurried to the bathroom to pour half of the water, then went out to the water dispenser, filled some cold water, but was careless as she walked, the water in the cup Some were so full that they almost overflowed and splattered on the back of her hand.

She walked to the side of the hospital bed, held the water glass with both hands, and wanted to feed Mo Siting, but found that Mo Siting was lying like this, unable to drink at all.

"I...I..." Lin Qiao thought for a while, "I'm going to find a straw."

She was about to turn around, but Mo Siting grabbed her wrist.

"Come here, lie down beside me."