Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

When Wen Qingyue woke up, she was in the hospital, and she was the only one in the ward. After opening her eyes, she looked at the pale ceiling dully.

I'm not dead?

After a while, her brain turned slowly, and she sat up weakly supporting her body, looking at the hospital gown on her body and the needle stuck into the blood vessel on the back of her hand.

This is Jiangzhou Hospital, she came back from Tibet?

Wen Qingyue had too many questions in her mind, and wanted to find someone to ask about the situation, when footsteps and voices came from the door.

"Fu Han, your grandpa is getting old now, and I don't want to care about the past. My only wish is to see you get married and have children. It's been so many years. You should let go of the past. It wasn't your fault in the first place. How long do you want to bear it?"

"Grandpa, I understand. I'm dealing with it. Don't worry about it."

The voices of Fu Han and Grandpa Fu sounded outside the door, and when they were approaching the door, the footsteps stopped, and the old man's voice sounded with displeasure, "How do you deal with it? Denying the fact of marriage made Yueyue sad, and now she still makes her feel sad." Something happened, and I was in a coma for three or four days!"

Wen Qingyue raised her eyebrows in surprise, has she been in a coma for so long?

The voice outside the door continued, and the old man said: "Fu Han, tell me the truth, you have taken care of Wanyu for more than ten years, and you really haven't surpassed the relationship between brother and sister? You can't waver in the matter of feelings, you Either stop thinking about Wanyu and focus on Qingyue, or... hold on to Yueyue without having a wedding, divorce, and focus on Wanyu wholeheartedly, you will only hurt both of them if you waver."

The old man's words were very pertinent, and Wen Qingyue involuntarily pricked up her ears to listen, wondering how Fu Han would make a choice.

Fu Han said: "Grandpa, I know my feelings very well. Wanyu is the responsibility entrusted to me by my younger brother. I am responsible for her life. As for Yueyue, she..."

"Boss Fu, Mr. Fu."

Before Fu Han could finish speaking, someone approached suddenly, so he silenced his voice and greeted the other party, "Doctor Jin, reexamination?"

"Yes, Miss Wen isn't awake yet?"

"No……"

While talking, several people came to the door, Wen Qingyue sat quietly on the bed, watching Fu Han push the door in.

Meeting her gaze, Fu Han was stunned for a second, "Wake up."

He walked a few steps inside, followed by Mr. Fu and the attending physician.

The old man said pleasantly, "Yueyue, you're awake."

Wen Qingyue responded weakly and cooperated with the doctor's examination.

After the examination, the doctor said to Fu Han, "There will be no serious problems when you wake up, and you can leave the hospital in the afternoon."

Fu Han: "Okay, thank you."

After the doctor took the nurse out, the old man sat down beside the bed and asked with concern: "Yueyue, do you feel uncomfortable? Are you hungry? Grandpa brought you something to eat. Do you want to eat?"

Fu Han came over and said helplessly, "Grandpa, you ask so many questions at once, how can Yueyue answer?"

The old man glared at him, and commanded: "You talk too much, quickly open the food box and take out the porridge. Yueyue must be hungry after being in a coma for so many days."

Fu Han obeyed with a smile, adjusted the height of the bed to suit her, took a movable dining table and set it up in front of her, and put food on it.

Wen Qingyue watched quietly, and asked after a while, "How is Zhuoma?"

Fu Han handed her the porridge spoon and said, "Don't worry, Zhuoma is fine, you rescued him in time, and he will be fine after the fever subsides, alive and well."

Wen Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief, took the spoon, but couldn't hold it firmly, she couldn't use her strength, the spoon fell into the porridge bowl, and the thick porridge splashed out.

The old man watched from the side, and scolded Fu Han complainingly, "You brat who has no eyesight, Yueyue just woke up and has no energy, so you can't feed her?"

Fu Han suddenly realized, picked up the bowl, "I'll do it."

Wen Qingyue did not refuse, drank the porridge, her thoughts turned, and she asked after a while, "When did we come back? And I remember hearing your voice before I fell into a coma."

She could feel that the lost luck was slowly making up for it. Fu Han must have returned before she passed out, otherwise with her state at that time, she might not be able to survive anymore.

Fu Han carefully blew on the porridge in the spoon, brought it to her mouth, and replied: "I met Grandma Zhuoma on the way. After she knew that Zhuoma fell into the water, she asked the neighbor to drive to find Zhuoma. I took Zhuoma Leave it to them before turning back to find you."

Recalling the situation at that time again, Fu Han's eyes darkened slightly.

If he hadn't turned back at that time, he wouldn't have known that she was so weak, she was in a coma, her whole body was cold, and her face was so pale that she seemed to leave him at any time.

Fu Han restrained his thoughts and said, "You are unconscious and Wanyu is also running a fever. That night I drove you to the hospital in the city for treatment, but you still do not wake up and your condition is serious. The medical conditions in Tibetan areas are limited, so I had to go first. bring you back."

He remembered the feeling of despair when the doctors said she probably wouldn't make it through.

It was also at that time that he realized that she had reached a point in his heart that he could not lose, could not lose.

That night, he brought her back by private jet. Fortunately, God had mercy on him and didn't take her away.

Her vital signs began to stabilize, although there was no tendency to wake up, one or two days, he regretted not being able to follow her closely at the first time and let her go into the water.

The moment he opened the door and came in, he couldn't stop his excitement when he saw that she was awake.

Wen Qingyue listened to his words, her thoughts drifted away, she was very clear about her state, she should have almost died this time, if he hadn't come back halfway, it is very likely that she would not wake up again.

It seems that fate gave her the ability to predict the death of others, and she used her own luck to save others, but she did not treat her badly by asking Fu Han to save her.

Just why?

Why can Fu Han make up for her lost luck?Obviously, he is not the only one with high luck, such as Shen Yin, Shen Yin is not low in luck, but standing beside her has no effect.

Wen Qingyue was caught in her own thoughts, and she was not very energetic. The old man looked distressed, sighed slightly, and asked Fu Han to take good care of Wen Qingyue, and go back by himself first. up.

When Wen Qingyue got out of her thoughts, there was only Fu Han in the ward.

"Where's grandpa?" she asked.

Fu Han: "Grandpa has gone back, do you want to sleep again?"

Wen Qingyue shook her head, "I've been sleeping for three days and I'm not sleepy. The doctor said I'll be discharged in the afternoon. Please help me with the discharge procedures. I want to be discharged and go home later."

Lying too much, she felt uncomfortable all over, and wanted to be discharged from the hospital to walk around, and she didn't want to lie down anymore.

After completing the discharge procedures, Fu Han helped Wen Qingyue leave the ward, walked through the corridor, and passed the garden of the hospital's inpatient department after getting out of the elevator. Wen Qingyue stopped and said, "You go first, I will go behind you walk slowly."

Fu Han frowned puzzledly, Wen Qingyue said in a low voice: "There are so many people in the hospital, if someone sees you and me together and spreads it on the Internet, it will have a bad effect."

For a moment, Fu Han was stunned on the spot, looking at her peaceful face, feeling endless guilt in his heart.