The dumb wife died with hatred, and she was not obedient after rebirth

Fan Wenxin sent the person to the hospital, but he was already in a coma.

The doctor and nurse rushed the person to the emergency room.

When Wen Mingrui heard that Huo Yixiu was admitted to the hospital, he thought something big had happened. When he had time to go to the ward, he saw Huo Yixiu lying quietly receiving an IV drip, with a woman standing beside him, holding his hand tightly.

Wen Mingrui went in, picked up the medical record hanging at the end of the bed, and said calmly: "The hospital is a public place. Miss Fan, don't let people misunderstand you by holding someone else's husband's hand like this."

Fan Wenxin looked at him coldly, still holding Huo Yixiu's hand.

"Doctor Wen, besides taking care of patients' illnesses, does he take care of other things? If not, and it's something that has nothing to do with you, then it's best not to say anything."

Wen Mingrui stared at the two people's tightly clasped hands.

I didn't see it clearly at first, but when I got closer I realized that they were holding hands.

The man was in a coma, mumbling people's names.

I couldn't hear clearly, but the unconscious person was conscious. The fact that he was holding Fan Wenxin's hand so tightly was enough to explain the problem.

Looking away from their tightly clasped hands, Fan Wenxin said, "Doctor Wen, do you know how Huo Yixiu got injured?"

Wen Mingrui lowered his eyes and put the medical record card back at the end of the bed.

He was not his attending physician, he just came in to see him because they knew each other.

"Ms. Fan just said that if it has nothing to do with me, don't be curious about it."

Walking out with his hands in his pockets, Fan Wenxin tilted his head slightly and said with a sneer, "It's better for Doctor Wen not to tell Mrs. Huo. If she knew, it might not be a good thing."

Wen Mingrui paused, frowned slightly, and a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.

Since they have feelings for each other, why do they still have to drag Ling Zhao along?

Maintaining the illusion of harmony between husband and wife only hurts her!

The hands in the pockets of his white coat were clenched into fists.

For a moment, he really wanted to beat Huo Yixiu up.

Her father had done a lot of harm to others, and now he was still harming her!

"Doctor Wen." The nurse outside the corridor greeted Wen Mingrui, "Why are you here? Doctor Liu is looking for you."

Wen Mingrui came back to his senses, unclenched his fists, and walked out.

Fan Wenxin listened to the footsteps going away, and the corners of her lips rose slightly.

His lips were smiling, but his eyes were full of pride and coldness.

She would not tell Ling Zhao that Huo Yixiu was sick in the hospital, nor would she allow anyone else to tell her.

She is the only one guarding him here, and when Huo Yixiu wakes up, he will only see her.

The more he remembered her kindness, the more disappointed he was with Ling Zhao.

Love for a long time?

She has known Huo Yixiu for many years, and if there is any relationship that has grown over time, it should be between them.

Not only did they fall in love at first sight, but their feelings grew deeper as time went by.

Ling Zhao was nothing. Huo Yixiu only had sympathy and responsibility for her. Sooner or later, this sympathy and responsibility would disappear.

……

While in a coma, Huo Yixiu dreamed of his previous life again.

She is dead.

When he got the news, he was meeting clients abroad.

He didn't believe she would die.

The conditions in the sanatorium were so good, she had the careful care of medical staff, and she didn't have to take care of the children. She only needed to rest and recuperate. How could she die? How could she bear to die?

After Fan Wenxin took the child away, she told him that the child was fine and that she was doing well in the nursing home, cooperating with the medical staff to take medicine and exercise. Fan Wenxin would visit her when he was free and show her the child's video.

It must be that she couldn't bear the loneliness and had to find some sense of existence and make some trouble.

He told her that she would be his Mrs. Huo for life, so what else was there to be dissatisfied about?

But when he came back from abroad and saw her portrait, her tombstone, and the relics she left behind, he truly believed that she was dead.

Finally, there was no more this burden in his life.

He went to the nursing home, asked a few simple questions and left without delving into why she died.

In the first six months after Ling Zhao's death, Huo Yixiu didn't feel any changes in his life. After all, in the few years after the child was born, he was busy with company affairs and could hardly take care of the child, let alone a person with little sense of existence.

The daughter had not lived with Ling Zhao since she was a child, and she had no feelings for her. She had a good relationship with Fan Wenxin, and they were like real mother and daughter.

Once, his daughter told him that she wanted to call Fan Wenxin mother and asked him to marry her and be her mother.

That time, his heart suddenly hurt.

He didn't take it seriously, but from that day on, he dreamed of Ling Zhao every night.

She just looked at him quietly, doing nothing and saying nothing.

He asked her what she wanted to do and if she had any unfulfilled wishes, but she just looked at him resentfully.

He assured her that he would take good care of the child and told her not to worry, but she still said nothing and just followed him.

His heart was hurting more and more, so he went to the hospital for a check-up, but no problems were found. However, the dream remained the same, and his heart still hurt.

He began to recall every detail of his life with Ling Zhao.

Thinking of the first meal she cooked, which was not tasty, he vomited.

Thinking of the clothes she made for him, he thought they were ugly and threw them aside after just one look.

Thinking of her hiding in the attic, looking down through the window, waiting for him to come home...

Later, he couldn't stand it anymore and went to the temple to pray for divination or to find a Taoist priest to exorcise the evil spirits, but it was of no use.

He gave up and prepared to meet her in his dreams every night before going to bed.

As the years passed, she remained young, while he grew older.

He took his daughter in and began to raise her personally. When the child was young, she looked like him, but as her eyebrows and eyes grew, she looked more and more like Ling Zhao.

The child asked him: "My biological mother, what kind of person is she, are you good to her?"

……

Huo Yixiu, who was in a coma, suddenly became emotional. He held Fan Wenxin's hand tightly with such force that Fan Wenxin almost thought that her hand bones were going to be crushed by him.

"Yi Xiu, Yi Xiu, let me go, it hurts so much." Fan Wenxin slapped his shoulder in pain and tried to pull her hand free.

She struggled to free her hand from his.

The moment he pulled his hand back, the man suddenly opened his eyes, but Fan Wenxin didn't see it because she was checking her red and bloodshot fingers.

The man tilted his head slightly and frowned slightly when he saw Fan Wenxin examining his fingers with a bitter face.

Why is it Fan Wenxin?

Shouldn’t it be Ling Zhao’s?

His eyes were confused for a moment: "Wen Xin, why are you here?"

Fan Wenxin looked up and was surprised to find that he was awake. She breathed a sigh of relief: "You are finally awake. You have been in a coma for a whole day and night."

She rubbed her eyes, unable to hide her tiredness.

"What do you want to eat? I'll ask the hotel to send it over."

She took out her phone to find the best hotel to order takeout, but Huo Yixiu stared at the ceiling and recalled his dream.

He remembered that he had a lot of messy dreams, some from his previous life and some from this life.

In his previous life, he kept the dream of having her, from anger and rejection to coexistence.

He dreamed of his childhood again, when the Huo family had changed drastically and he was sick. The little girl knew that he hated her and didn't want to see her, but she timidly gave him candy. She couldn't speak, so she gestured with her fingers, asking him to eat.

He threw her candy away, and she picked it up and put it next to his pillow.

She would sneak into his room in the middle of the night and sleep on the floor with him. When he wanted to drink water, she would get up and pour it for him.

He dreamed again that in the Golden Seal Garden, she ran like a night elf, with a carefree smile on her face, and turned back to call him to catch her. But as she ran, she ran up to the sky.

At the last moment, he grabbed her hand and told her to come down.

But she struggled and said to him, "Huo Yixiu, I hate you."