Girl, don't run! Your wealthy husband wants to seduce you!

In the high-end ward on the top floor of the hospital.

Lying on the large hospital bed was a slender woman. Her face was as white as a piece of paper, without any color.

Jin Wan'er was in a coma for a day and a night, and Mo Qingcheng guarded her every step of the way.

Qi Chuan followed Lu Mingxuan to the hospital.

No one could operate on Jin Wan'er back at Mozhai, so he had no choice but to take her to the hospital, even though he knew she didn't like hospitals.

When she was four years old, Jin Wan'er watched her mother die in a cold hospital on a cold operating table.

She didn't like hospitals after that.

Many times she would rather be sick than come to the hospital.

But this time she was seriously injured and had to come to the hospital. Six bullets were removed from her body and she received countless stitches.

Even the doctor marveled at how strong this woman was.

But facing such praise, Mo Qingcheng didn't feel good in his heart. He never hoped that his girl could be so capable. He just hoped that he would be safe and happy.

He was able to develop such a skill, and the suffering he endured was unimaginable.

But without such ability, she would not be able to wait for him in such a predicament.

Girl, what should I do with you?

How can I keep you safe throughout your life?

If he could, he would give everything he had to give her peace for the rest of her life!

Many times if you don't look for trouble, trouble will come to you.

Mo Qingcheng has never felt so powerless as he does now, just because he has her now.

He held Jin Wan'er's cold and slender hand with one hand and rubbed his temples with the other.

He hadn't slept for more than 30 hours, just watching over Jin Wan'er.

Jin Wan'er slept peacefully that day and night. In her dream, no mother appeared, no darkness, no cliff.

This was the first time. Every time she was injured and fell into a coma, she would wake up from nightmares.

But this time, she could feel a warmth wrapping around her while she was in a coma, making her feel at ease.

Suddenly, Mo Qingcheng felt the fingers of the small hand held between his broad palms move, and she looked up in shock.

He saw the long eyelashes of the woman on the bed begin to flutter, her eyelids gradually loosened and slowly opened.

Jin Wan'er opened her eyes and saw a gray ceiling. He lowered his eyes and looked at his hands, realizing that the warmth he felt in his dream was real.

She was all too familiar with those slender fingers with distinct joints.

The corners of her mouth curved into a beautiful curve, and her whole person looked extremely gentle.

When he raised his eyes again, he met the man's dark eyes, which were full of surprise and distress, and of course, endless tenderness and affection.

The eyes that turned back and forth a thousand times, there was her reflection there, making her fall deeply into it.

The man's face was full of fatigue, and there was a faint stubble on his chin. This was something he had never looked like before.

This man was dignified and elegant, and always took care of himself meticulously. In order to accompany her at this time, he probably never left during her coma.

The man's hoarse voice sounded: "Girl, are you awake? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

The voice was a little trembling, a little anxious, a little distressed.

Jin Wan'er smiled slightly and wanted to comfort him.

Although she was the one who was injured, she knew that he was the one who suffered the most. Just like when he was injured before, she was the same. She could understand the man's current mood.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Jin Wan'er said very slowly and softly. She just woke up and didn't have the strength yet.

"How is my brother?"

"It's out of danger."

Jin Wan'er felt relieved.

"What about auntie, is she seriously injured?"

"It's not serious. He has been discharged from the hospital. He is being raised at home. I asked Qi Chuan to keep an eye on him."

Mo Qingcheng smiled bitterly, could this girl care about herself first?

"Girl, I'm going to call the doctor and check you first." Mo Qingcheng stood up anxiously and let go of the woman's small hand.

Jin Wan'er subconsciously held the man's hand: "Don't leave, get me some water."

Jin Wan'er didn't want the man to leave, she wanted him to stay with her.

By Mo Qingcheng's side, the man's extreme favor was healing her little by little, and slowly and unconsciously, she began to rely on him.

She knew her own body well. Although it hurt a little, there was no fear for her life.

At this moment, she was just a little thirsty, although her lips were moist because during his coma, Mo Qingcheng had been using cotton swabs dipped in water to moisturize her lips and mouth, so they were moist.

But without drinking water for too long, her throat became dry and hoarse.

Hearing what the woman said, the man quickly poured a glass of water, returned to the bed and sat down, feeding the woman one spoonful at a time.

Mo Qingcheng habitually treated Jin Wan'er as a child, feeding her food and water, and taking care of her daily life.

And Jin Wan'er has long been used to it, so she naturally enjoys the man feeding her.

In this way, one is feeding and the other is drinking, the picture is very harmonious.

After Jin Wan'er drank some water, her throat felt much better and she spoke again: "Mr. Mo, this water is so sweet."

Mo Qingcheng frowned, how could it be sweet? He didn't put any sugar.

He knew that Jin Wan'er didn't like sweets.

He took a spoonful of it doubtfully and put it into his mouth to taste it. It was indeed not sweet.

"Girl, wait for me and I'll pour you another glass."

Jin Wan'er laughed softly and opened her arms to hug the man who was about to get up: "Mr. Mo, it's because you fed me that I feel sweet."

Leaning on the man's body, smelling the unique fragrance of his body, the always refreshing smell seemed to be mixed with a little tenderness.

Listening to his strong heartbeat, Jin Wan'er's arms tightened unconsciously, and the corners of her mouth and eyes were filled with smiles, as if her heart had found its home in the vast sea.

So safe, so safe!

Mo Qingcheng, it’s so nice to hug you again!

When she heard Hande say that he would disappear in the bursts of explosions, she felt that her heart was empty.

The world full of flowers would be a desert for her without him.

Mo Qingcheng hugged the woman back with his other free hand and hugged her soft body again. He felt like he was in a dream, not quite real.

"Girl, I'm scared." When he heard Han De's plan from Han Zixiao that day, he began to be scared. He was scared along the way. He was afraid that he would not be able to arrive in time.

When he arrived and saw the injuries all over her body, he began to be afraid of what would happen if he didn't arrive in time.

Can she dodge Qin Ya's last bullet?

How long can she hold on after escaping the hail of bullets from hundreds of bodyguards?

Lu Mingxuan was injured because of her, and she would fight to the death to protect him, making it even harder for her to escape.

Jin Wan'er felt the man's nervousness and stiffness, and she gently stroked his back: "I made you worry."

She also felt sorry for him like this.

Two people who love each other, two people who care about each other, and the one who is safe are the most difficult ones.

"Girl, I didn't protect you."

"not like this."

Why didn't Mo Qingcheng understand what Jin Wan'er meant? She was not a canary in a cage and needed to be protected to ensure that she would always be safe and sound.

She has things to do and people to protect.

No one can predict accidents and troubles.

Maybe it was because he loved and cared too much that he lost his direction.

Because he couldn't bear the consequences of losing it.

Thousands of words turned into a silent sigh, Mo Qingcheng hugged the woman tightly and placed a kiss on the top of her hair.