A Different Husband Every Day

At this moment, Li Weiyin couldn't tell who it was. He only knew that he was Xu Yimo, her husband, and the person she liked.

She moistened a cotton swab with warm water, carefully moistened his lips, and changed the veil on his forehead. During this time, Li Weiyin saw Xu Yimo's eyes slightly opened, and he kept his eyes open. Sew for a while.

He didn't respond, so Li Weiyin continued to take care of him, comforting him with soft words, promising him some food, in short, coaxing him, hoping that he would feel better, and taking care of him until He Congyue arrived.

It was necessary to wake up Mrs. Xu and Xu Yazheng again. He Congyue probably knew what caused Xu Yimo's current condition.

After treating Xu Yimo's wound again, he said to Mrs. Xu and the others, Go and rest. I'll take care of him and see if he still has a fever again.

Mom, auntie, you go to bed first, and I'll stay and watch with Cong Yue for a while. Seeing that Madam Xu was about to speak, Li Weiyin said first, I don't have anything important tomorrow morning, and Cong Yue and Cong Yue are here. I take turns guarding, you must have something tomorrow.

In fact, Mrs. Xu was so worried that she lost sleepiness, but they couldn't all stay here. Finally, after thinking about some advice from Mrs. Xu and Xu Yazheng, they went back to the room.

Only she and He Congyue were left, and He Congyue still advised: Young Madam, you should go to rest, the young master will need someone to take care of the food tomorrow, I am not good at these, if the young master really has a fever at night, you will not be able to help.

Li Weiyin, who wanted to check it out, felt that what He Congyue said was reasonable. She had to keep her spirits up and make up for Xu Yimo during the day. Just as she nodded and turned around, Xu Yimo stretched out his big hand and grabbed her wrist. His voice was too weak to be heard: Don't go...

He Congyue immediately came over to check and found that Xu Yimo was not conscious at all, it was just a physical reaction.

Li Weiyin's wrist was tightly squeezed, she could only sit down beside him, and gently patted his hand: I'm not leaving.

After she repeated these three words gently and patiently many times, Xu Yimo's body relaxed. Li Weiyin looked at him quietly with her head propped up, and moistened his lips occasionally. I feel sleepy.

When she woke up, she was lying on the bed. When she opened her eyes, she didn't find Xu Yimo. The bright sunlight outside the window indicated that it was already high in the sun. She quickly lifted the quilt and ran out barefoot. total.

Vice President Xu was on the phone. When he turned his head, he saw Li Weiyin who was flustered and forgot to put on his shoes. He hung up the phone and walked over, hugging her up.

What are you doing? Let me down quickly, you still have injuries on your hands! Li Weiyin stopped him.

Vice President Xu ignored her completely, carried her back to the bed, knelt on the carpet with one knee, picked up the shoes and put them on her: It's easy to get cold under your feet, so don't forget to wear shoes no matter how urgent you are in the future.

How's your injury? Li Weiyin didn't care about it, but grabbed his hand, and he was completely relieved when the redness and swelling had subsided.

You worked hard last night. Vice President Xu's voice was soft and gentle.

Li Weiyin did not speak, but held his face in his hands, and kissed him hard on the forehead.

Vice President Xu smiled, but said something that ruined the atmosphere: Han Qiu escaped.

Good night, okay?