The sweet wife of the rich and wealthy: good night, sir

Soon there were only the two of them left in the ward, and Fang Heng didn't examine him, but stood by the bed and said, "She's very worried about you."

Ye Han also felt it, but after he opened his eyes just now, Lin Xiaomo's attitude towards him became alienated, as if she had suppressed all the feelings from last night in her heart again.

Fang Heng said again, "But she doesn't want you to know that the last time she was hospitalized, it seems that it really affected her a lot."

Ye Han remained silent, but his brows furrowed slightly.

Speaking of the last time she was hospitalized, it was because of her miscarriage. This scar not only remained in her heart, but also burned in his heart!

Seeing that he was silent, Fang Heng said again, "She doesn't know we know each other yet."

Yehan said lightly, "I see."

Fang Heng nodded, knowing that he would handle this matter properly.

Outside the ward, Lin Xiaomo was standing in the corridor, leaning his back against the wall and waiting for Fang Heng to come out. He was still worried about Ye Han's body, thinking that there should be nothing wrong with him. When he was talking to himself just now, The conditioning is still very clear, the mind should not be bad!

She waited for a few minutes, and Fang Heng came out.

"You can go in."

"Thank you!" Lin Xiaomo replied politely, and hurried back to the ward.

In fact, everyone can see that she has feelings for Ye Han's nervousness, otherwise, she wouldn't have rushed here in a panic yesterday, and she wouldn't have had to spend the whole night with him in the ward, let alone thinking about it like this Think about whether they are worthy or not...

In the room, Yehan was still leaning on the hospital bed, seeing her coming, his eyes naturally fell on her, and his mood was a little different from just now.

"Come here." He spoke lightly, but like an emperor, his plain voice was full of irresistible majesty.

Lin Xiaomo pursed her lips and walked over, feeling a little nervous.

"If I die this time, will you be happy?" Ye Han asked her with the same tone.

But after Lin Xiaomo heard this, her heart tightened suddenly, her eyes widened and she quickly shook her head.

She never thought of him dying, really, not even for a second!

"Didn't you always want to leave me? If I die unexpectedly this time, you don't have to keep the so-called promise between us, and you can go where you want, how good is that?" Ye Han said again.

"No, I didn't think about it that way..." For some reason, when she heard him say that, her heart ached, she felt infinitely tense and frightened, and even her voice was choked up.

If that's not liking, what is?

Yehan was testing her on purpose!

"Really?" He murmured and sighed in his heart: this woman, what should he do with her?When will this heart door be opened for him?

"En." Lin Xiaomo nodded, and big teardrops also fell down.

Yehan was most afraid of her crying, every time she shed tears, he felt her tears were like sulfuric acid, which could corrode his heart.

He raised his hand, motioning for her to give him her hand, and Lin Xiaomo did as well.

When her palm lightly fell into his, Ye Han pulled her into his arms.

"It will hurt you." She tried to sit up again, afraid that pressing on his chest would make him hurt even more.

"Lin Xiaomo, tell me, what should I do with you?" Ye Han sighed deeply, but his arms tightened tightly to prevent her from struggling and fleeing...