After rebirth, hug my beloved wife’s thigh tightly

The moment Song Yuchen held An Yifei, he felt that this was real. He couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes.

An Yifei had seen an angry Song Yuchen and a gentle Song Yuchen, but she had never seen a tearful Song Yuchen. She imitated the way Song Yuchen usually coaxed her, patted his back gently, and comforted softly: "Okay. Okay, I’m fine~”

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yuchen's lips came down, and An Yifei made a series of movements that left An Yifei with no time to react.

After a long time, Song Yuchen stopped, pressed An Yifei's forehead, and said with trembling lips: "Feibao, I'm sorry, I was negligent this time."

Hearing this, An Yifei stretched out her hand to hold Song Yuchen's face, kissed him on the lips, and said with a smile: "I don't blame my baby Chenchen, it's not you this time, it's because my defense was too low, and I didn't notice Xunchen for a moment. Changes in aroma and flavor.”

Song Yuchen showed a sad expression, shook his head, and hugged her tightly, like a child who had lost something and needed comfort, but he liked the name 'Chenchen Baby' very much.

An Yifei was amused by this move and hugged him and sat quietly. After about half an hour, An Yifei couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Baby Chenchen, my legs are numb, and... …I want to go to the toilet…”

After hearing this, Song Yuchen reluctantly let go of An Yifei, rubbed her numb legs, and then helped her to the bathroom.

After entering the bathroom, An Yifei saw that Song Yuchen had no intention of going out, so she couldn't help but feel helpless, turned around and pushed him out, "I need to use the bathroom! You go out and wait."

Song Yuchen nodded and waited obediently at the bathroom door, looking aggrieved.

An Yifei smiled and shook her head. When she was washing her hands in the toilet, she looked up in the mirror and saw the palm prints on her face and the pinch marks on her neck. She thought of the face of his kidnapper, and then thought of that The feeling of someone touching her made An Yifei feel nauseated, and finally she couldn't help but lay on the toilet and retched.

Song Yuchen, who heard the sound outside, immediately broke open the door and walked in, squatting next to An Yifei and holding her on her back. He said with worry on his face: "What's wrong? Are you still feeling uncomfortable? I'll call Zixuan over!"

When he was about to get up, An Yifei pulled him and shook his head. Song Yuchen immediately took out a wet tissue and wiped the corners of her mouth.

"It's okay, I just remembered that the man who kidnapped me touched me today, and I felt sick."

Hearing this, Song Yuchen blamed himself even more, but while blaming himself, he thought that he couldn't let them go so easily.

An Yifei stood up holding Song Yuchen's arm, washed her hands, rinsed her mouth, dried her hands, pinched Song Yuchen's face and said, "Okay, stop being so gloomy, I'm fine!"

"You haven't eaten all day, have you? Let's have some food together. I'm hungry too~"

An Yifei wrapped her arms around Song Yuchen's neck and hung her on his body. Song Yuchen dragged An Yifei's hips, picked her up, walked to the hospital bed, and put her on the bed.

"Okay, I'll ask someone to bring you some food. It's a little late now, so eat less."

After saying that, he called Teng Zixuan and asked him to bring some food. After all, Xu Qing was still in Bihai Bay.

Not long after, Teng Zixuan came over with food. There was a smile in his pretty fox eyes. As soon as he came in, he joked: "Achen, I am a doctor, why have I become your assistant?"

"Xu Qing doesn't have time. Besides, you are a doctor. You know what is best for patients to eat."

Song Yuchen took the meal, raised his eyebrows and said.

"How are you? You don't feel uncomfortable. You may feel dizzy and nauseous after being hit on the back of the head. This is normal."

Teng Zixuan turned his head to look at An Yifei and asked with a smile.

An Yifei smiled and shook her head and said, "Thank you for your concern. I'll be fine."

Song Yuchen pulled out the small table board, took out the rice and put it on the table. Then he rubbed An Yifei's head and said, "You eat first. I have something to tell Zixuan and I will be back soon."

After saying that, he dragged Teng Zixuan out and to the window at the end of the corridor. He put his hands in his pockets and looked at the night view outside the window. After a long time, he said, "Does her second personality have some other memories?"

Teng Zixuan looked at him in confusion and asked, "Other memories? Why do you ask?"

Song Yuchen shook his head and expressed his feelings at that time, but there were some things that he couldn't understand, so he just brushed it off, "I have seen her other personality. When she looked at me, she looked a bit like... my friend. A friend I’ve known for a long time.”

Teng Zixuan was still very confused after hearing Song Yuchen's words, but it depends on what kind of situation it is, it might happen.

"Everything is possible, but the probability of this happening is very low. From a scientific point of view as a doctor, it is almost impossible."

Teng Zixuan's words broke Song Yuchen's fantasy. He sighed, feeling a little disappointed in his heart. Yes, she must hate him to death, so how could she come back.

"Forget it, maybe I saw it wrong. You should go back. It's so late. I'll stay here. If I need anything, just call you."

Teng Zixuan noticed Song Yuchen's disappointment, reached out and patted his shoulder, and said, "Then I'll go back."

Song Yuchen nodded, and after watching Teng Zixuan leave, he also returned to the ward. Seeing that An Yifei was still waiting for him, he frowned unhappily.

"Why didn't you eat? What should I do if it gets cold?"

An Yifei heard the slight blame in Song Yuchen's tone and pouted, "I want to wait for you to come back and eat together. It's not cold, but it's still hot!"

Song Yuchen smiled helplessly, walked to the bed and sat down, picked up the light corn porridge, took a spoonful of it, blew on it, and fed it to An Yifei's mouth.

"It's not hot anymore, let's eat!"

An Yifei, who wanted to refuse, looked at Song Yuchen's unquestionable eyes and gave up the idea of ​​refusal, but after eating a few spoonfuls, she still grabbed the bowl of porridge.

"You've been busy feeding me and haven't eaten anything yet. Hurry up and eat, I'll do it myself!"

Looking at An Yifei's firm eyes, Song Yuchen smiled, responded, and then started eating by himself.

Both of them hadn't eaten for a day, so they finished eating quickly. An Yifei was still a little stuffed. She originally wanted to take Song Yuchen out for a walk, but looking at his tired look, the words she hadn't said yet came out. Swallowed it back.

"Are you ready? Let's go out for a walk, otherwise it will be bad for your stomach."

Now Song Yuchen could tell what An Yifei wanted to do just by looking at her, so he knew that An Yifei wanted to go out for a walk just now, but she didn't say it, so it must be because of something.

"You look very tired. I'll just walk around the room. You can sit down and rest."

An Yifei couldn't bear to let him accompany her downstairs for a walk anymore.

"I'm fine. I won't be tired as long as you are with me. Let's go."

With that said, Song Yuchen stretched out his hand to An Yifei. An Yifei hesitated for a moment, but still put her hand on his.

The two of them were walking in the garden of the hospital. The harmonious atmosphere between them reminded Song Yuchen of what Qian Yaqing said today. He couldn't help but feel worried and hesitated to speak.

Finally, he plucked up the courage and asked An Yifei in a low voice: "Feibao, if one day you know that I am not such a gentle person, but a cruel and cruel devil, will you leave me?"

An Yifei looked at him a little confused, thinking that someone must have said something to make Song Yuchen so uneasy.

She gently hugged Song Yuchen's waist, leaned on his chest and said softly: "No matter what you look like, I will always be with you. Even if you are a cruel and cruel devil, you are still gentle to me." Brother Yuchen. Don’t care what others say, don’t you think I have depression?”

After hearing this, Song Yuchen hugged An Yifei tightly. At that moment, the stone in his heart fell, and the little worry in his heart was filled with emotion.