This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

Chapter 284 Country Love (41)

When he woke up again, Qi Rui was already on the bed, his head hurting, he took a few breaths, and there were bursts of tingling pain in his forearm, subconsciously looking over, it was bloody, and the bed sheet was stained with large blood stains.

Qi Rui was obviously used to this kind of situation, and calmly got up and took out the medicine kit to bandage the wound. The wounds on his forearm were of different sizes, some were shallow and some were deep.

After bandaging the wound, he was in a daze for a while, rummaging through the bed cabinet, and saw a new bottle of medicine inside.

The frequency of sleepwalking seems to be increasing recently.

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Shen Yue was in a coma for several days before waking up. When she opened her eyes, she saw a vast expanse of whiteness. She turned her head and looked out the window. It was a little familiar, and it was the original ward again.

Not quite sober yet, her pale face was whiter than the pillows, her eyelashes were long and curled up, leaving a faint trace under her eyelids.

In a daze, she seemed to see a tall figure, who seemed to be eager to say something in her ear, but she didn't hear clearly.

Reluctantly lifted a little spirit.

"Brother, I'm fine."

She pursed her lips and smiled, she was very beautiful and weak.

The voice next to my ear became clearer, it was the man's deep and suppressed hoarseness, "Yueyue, don't snooze, talk to brother."

Shen Yue opened her mouth, but she lost the strength to speak, and fell asleep again in a daze.

The illness this time was like a prelude, breaking down the beautiful illusion before, Shen Yue's illness worsened, and she fell asleep for longer and longer, and inexplicable bruises would always appear on her body.

Zhang Cong guarded almost every step, and he didn't even dare to touch it randomly. Shen Yue looked too fragile, as if he could be crushed with a little force.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Cong heard movement on the hospital bed. His sleep was very light, and he woke up almost immediately.

Shen Yue's head shook, the hair on her temples was wet with sweat, thin cold sweat broke out on her pale forehead, she was in too much pain, her lips were bitten again and again, they were very red, as if they were about to bleed .

From her throat, several intermittent words, small and painful, "Brother, it hurts..."

From the beginning of the treatment, Shen Yue never said it was painful, now, what kind of pain should it be before waking up from the coma.

Zhang Cong climbed onto the bed and hugged the woman into his arms. She was shaking and her body was very cold. He gently wiped the cold sweat off the woman's face with his sleeve.

In the darkness, the person in his arms curled up, the soft sound of painful pain made his chest hard to breathe, and his throat seemed to be blocked by a hard lump.

Her slender and white fingertips tightly clutched the clothes on his chest, her eyes were closed, and tears kept falling.

"elder brother."

"elder brother."

Shen Yue called him softly.

Shouting brother.

Helpless and broken.

As if reminding myself of something.

Zhang Cong's heart was in severe pain, pulling his lungs, as if his chest was going to be torn apart.

"Brother is here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." He lowered his head and kissed the woman's hair carelessly, his eyes were red with pain.

Thin kisses fell on the woman's eyebrows and cheeks, tears all over Shen Yue's face, and he whispered a lot in Shen Yue's ear, don't be afraid.

Don't be afraid, brother is here.

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After less than a week, Shen Yue's condition has stabilized slightly, at least she won't fall into a coma all day long.

Zhang Cong went out to buy food, passed by a flower shop, went in to have a look, walked around for a while, and bought a pot of platycodon flower, which was light blue, and the bell-shaped platycodon flower petals swayed like wind chimes, exuding Bursts of fragrance.

Back in the ward, Shen Yue was sitting in front of the window. It was sunny outside, and the warm light shone in. It fell on her pale and transparent skin. Her long and curly eyelashes were like fluttering butterfly wings, and her pupils were dark and moist.

Zhang Cong's heart trembled.

He walked over and came to Shen Yue's side, restrained, he couldn't restrain the throbbing, his voice was very astringent, "I'll take you out to bask in the sun after dinner."

Shen Yue turned her head, showing a faint smile, but her eyes were quickly attracted by a pot of platycodon flowers in the man's hand, the light blue petals were very delicate.

Raising her head, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and the dimples were shallow, "Is this for me?"

The tip of the man's ears turned red, but the expression on his face remained the same. He seemed particularly shy, "Well, it's for you."

Shen Yue is hugging platycodon flowers, the sun is quietly shining on her side face, her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her pale skin, everything looks so beautiful and gentle, it would be even better if the background is not a ward.

The slender fingers, the pink and tender fingertips like flower buds, gently touched the light blue bellflower petals.

Those are a pair of beautiful eyes, gentle and peaceful, "I like it very much."

Zhang Cong's heart was beating so fast that he seemed to be not his own. He bent down and stroked the woman's face with his rough fingertips. It was soft and cool.

A heat wave rushed straight to his limbs and bones, his breathing was a little short, and his deep eyes became very thick and dull.

"elder brother."

Shen Yue looked at him quietly, as if a thin layer of veil had been gathered that would attract people to tear it apart.

Zhang Cong's throat became more and more dry, his eyes became darker, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and the breath he exhaled was hot.

He slowly stretched out his hand, passed through the layer of veil, and landed on the pale lips, slowly rubbing and rubbing, not heavy, until the lips became plump and bright red.

The wrist was held by a soft hand, and the man's eyelashes trembled. The distance between the two was very close, and the warm breath sprayed between the two of them. He felt his breathing began to become short, and his whole body seemed to heat up. .

That hand was cold and the strength was light, but Zhang Cong froze.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

There was a hint of doubt in the soft tone, she looked very clean, as if she didn't know anything, looking at him so innocently reflected his dirty and dark desires.

Quickly withdrew his hand, he straightened up suddenly, his lips trembled, and he took a deep breath, the eyes that were surging with the dark tide quickly regained clarity, and he didn't dare to look into Shen Yue's eyes.

As if changing the subject, he helped Shen Yue to the table and sat down, unfolding the meals one by one.

When he was nervous, he became very talkative, "The bone soup in this store is very delicious, not thick and not light, and it smells very good, and this store's..."

Shen Yue sat on the sofa and listened quietly. The man kept his head down, so he didn't see her expression clearly. Of course he didn't know that there was a complicated and bitter light in those gentle eyes.

Zhang Cong was so obvious, how could she not notice it?

Shen Yue is not a fool, she can see clearly and feel it clearly.

(End of this chapter)