After the divorce, he regretted his ex-husband too much

Shen Mubai quickly let go of Qiao Ran's hand, only then did he notice that several of Qiao Ran's fingers were severely swollen.

"Why is your hand swollen? Wen Shimo held it hard?"

"No, Song Wanqing has blood bruises in her brain, I gave her a massage."

"I asked the doctor, and the doctor said that her bruising is a normal sequelae of a concussion, and it will return to normal after a while. I think Song Wanqing's headache is a deliberate feign, and she just wants to use you to find fault with her treatment. You are so wronged, I don't want you to be wronged, Qiao Ran, marry me, let me protect you, okay?" Shen Mubai looked at Qiao Ran with extremely distressed eyes.

"Let me think about it!" Qiao Ran compromised.

A warm and happy smile appeared on Shen Mubai's handsome face.

"Okay, thank you for being willing to consider me."

……

Song Wanqing was in the ward.

Wen Shimo took care of Song Wanqing and helped her lie on the bed.

"Ah Mo, it's really a happy feeling to be taken care of by you in every possible way. I feel much better from my headache now. I believe I will be discharged from the hospital in a short time, and I don't have to worry about delaying our wedding." Song Wanqing's voice was sweet and moving, and she looked at Wen Shimo tenderly with a smile.

Wen Shimo looked at Song Wanqing's exquisite and moving face, and what Qiao Ran said in Prince Garden's ward came to mind.

——It is such a lucky and happy thing to be loved by a person who does not care about the danger of his own life in a person's life.

Song Wanqing put her own life in danger twice to save him, how lucky is he to be loved so deeply by Song Wanqing?

——You have been together day and night for three years, you may love her without knowing it.

——Verifying whether you love her is very simple. When you see her hurt, your heartache will double, your breathing will hurt, and your worries and fears will become clear and strong, which means you have fallen in love with her.

When he saw Qiao Ran in danger, he had all these emotions, so did he love Qiao Ran without knowing it?

"Ah Mo, Ah Mo... What's wrong with you?" Song Wanqing shook her hand a few times in front of Wen Shimo.

"Don't worry, our wedding will not be delayed. You will be discharged from the hospital soon. When the time comes, I will make you the most beautiful and happiest bride in the world." Wen Shimo came back to his senses, with a gentle voice Said drowned.

Compared with the illusory love without knowing it, Song Wanqing saved him twice regardless of the danger of her own life, which is more rare and precious, and more worthy of his cherishment.

The woman who used him for revenge - didn't deserve any of his emotions.

The door of the ward was not closed. When Qiao Ran walked to the door of the ward, what Wen Shimo heard was Wen Shimo saying those words to Song Wanqing in a gentle voice.

My heart suddenly felt as if it had been stabbed severely by something, and it hurt so much that it was difficult to breathe.

Qiao Ran, this man is not worthy of your love for him.

Not worth it at all!

After comforting himself several times in his heart, Qiao Ran knocked on the door of the ward.

"Please come in!" Song Wanqing's gentle voice sounded.

"Xiao Ran, why are you here so late?" Song Wanqing asked with a gentle smile.

"The medicine should be pushed harder on the first day. This medicine is different from the medicine that was given to you in the afternoon. Massaging it before you go to bed will help you recover." Qiao Ran said warmly.

"Are your hands too tired? Why don't you switch to another doctor for massage?" Song Wanqing asked with concern.

"It's okay. Other doctors can't massage well. It's not good if it hurts you. It's not good if the medicine doesn't work. I'd better do it myself, so I'm more at ease."

"Then today is really troublesome for you."

"It's okay, as long as my sister and brother-in-law can get married as soon as possible, no matter how hard I work, it will be worth it." Qiao Ran said as he poured the medicine into his palm, turning it gently, and then placed it on Song Wanqing's temples, turning it regularly .

Under the light, Wen Shimo saw that Qiao Ran's originally slender fingers became swollen and thick.

I massaged for several hours in the afternoon, and now I massage again. It must be very painful, right?

Wen Shimo, whether she hurts or not is none of your business?

Don't forget the shame and humiliation this woman gave you.

As for the shame of her using you to take revenge, not to mention her tired and swollen fingers, even breaking her ten fingers is all her own fault.

Thinking this way in his heart, he looked at the rolling fingers, but the sight became more and more annoying. After watching for a few minutes, Wen Shimo went to the sofa at the back and sat down, picked up the documents sent by Zhou Yu and started to process them.

I just looked at the document in front of me, but I couldn't concentrate on it.

Out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help sneaking a peek at the massaging figure sitting upright.

Wen Shimo forced himself to calm down and deal with the documents, and gave himself several psychological trainings before he devoted himself to the emotions of dealing with the documents.

Time passed bit by bit, Song Wanqing saw that Wen Shimo was concentrating on processing the documents without looking at Qiao Ran, and the vigilance in her heart slowly eased.

Qiao Ran's massage technique was so comfortable that she soon fell into a deep sleep after relaxing.

In the quiet ward, only the slight rubbing sound of Qiao Ran's massage, and the occasional sound of Wen Shimo typing on the keyboard were left.

When Wen Shimo finished processing all the documents, he saw that Qiao Ran was still massaging.

The time display is [-]:[-] in the morning.

She has been massaging for almost three hours.

At the end of the day, six hours of non-stop massage, doesn't she want hands?

Looking at Qiao Ran's back sitting upright, Wen Shimo's heart became more and more confused.

At 12:30, the phone in Qiao Ran's pocket vibrated, reminding her that it was time for the massage, and she stopped the massage.

This time, Qiao Ran didn't get up immediately, but massaged his temples for a while with sore and numb hands, making sure his mind was clear before getting up.

"stop!"

Qiao Ran had just taken two steps when a man's warm voice came from behind him, which was very clear in the quiet night.

Although his voice was as deep and magnetic as before, when Qiao Ran listened, he no longer had the same mood as before.

In the past, just listening to his voice felt like my ears were going to be pregnant.

If that sound is like a sharp dagger across the atrium, with the slightest bit of pain.

"Today's treatment is over, what else can Mr. Wen do?" Qiao Ran, who was not acting in front of Song Wanqing, had a cold voice without warmth.

"I'm worried that Wan Qing will wake up in the middle of the night complaining of a headache. Before she is discharged from the hospital, you will sleep in the nursing room at night."

The VIP ward has a special independent accompanying room so that the accompanying family members can rest at ease.

Wen Shimo's words aroused the urge to kill in Qiao Ran's heart, and he quickly turned around and stared at Wen Shimo angrily.

"Wen Shimo, don't push yourself too far."

Looking at Qiao Ran's face full of anger, Wen Shimo felt much more angry than the woman who lowered her head, only submissive to him, and submissive to him before.

"I'm going to make every inch of it." Wen Shimo said with a provocative smile on his handsome face.

Although his smile is very charming, it seems as if the tiredness of his whole body disappears in his charming smile, but Qiao Ran has no intention of admiring the heroic and handsome man in front of him.

I just want to punch his provocative eyes happily.

But her softest weakness is in his hands, she can only slowly extinguish the anger in her heart and give in.

"The massage medicine contains sleep aid ingredients. I promise you with my personality that Song Wanqing will sleep well until dawn today. Even if you beat the gong and set off firecrackers, she won't wake up."

"You still have personality? A scheming girl who can abandon all morals for revenge, still has personality at all? Even if what you said is true, you must stay and accompany me. I don't want Wan Qing to suffer a little bit. Wronged."

Looking at Wen Shimo's mocking and cold eyes, Qiao Ran knew that she couldn't find Wen Shimo's palm.

She experienced too much today, and after another six hours of massage, she was too physically and mentally tired, so she turned around and resigned to her fate and walked into the escort ward.

Seeing Qiao Ran walking into the escort ward like a deflated ball in an instant, Wen Shimo's eyes darkened a bit.