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

Professor Tong walked away with his hands behind his back.

Wen Mingrui was still in the ward. He glanced at the two men again, then looked at Ling Zhao and said gently, "If you feel uncomfortable, tell me and I will come right over."

Ling Zhao regained consciousness little by little, and naturally heard Professor Tong's disgust.

She looked at Huo Yixiu.

It's rare to see him nervous for her.

It's not the kind of indifference that he has when he changes wives in middle age, waiting for her to die early.

Ling Zhao vaguely recalled Huo Yixiu's caring care when Fan Wenxin was hospitalized for breast surgery.

The best medical team was on duty around the clock, and doctors would come to check on her as soon as she felt any discomfort. Fan Wenxin said that her incision hurt and her chest was swollen. Huo Yixiu came to see her as soon as he received the call and talked to her to distract her.

That was such thoughtfulness that if Ling Zhao said he didn't care, he would just be deceiving himself.

And she did not lie to herself, and saw clearly how good Huo Yixiu was to Fan Wenxin.

Just like now, she saw the change of major shareholders of Junhai Technology in the news, but there was no news about Fan Wenxin at all.

Ling Zhao heard Wen Mingrui's voice, turned around, smiled slightly and nodded at him.

She pulled her hand back from Qin Zhan's palm and gestured to him: [Thank you, thank you for your trouble.]

Huo Yixiu looked at Wen Mingrui, his eyebrows were even tighter than when he looked at Qin Zhan just now.

She did not refuse Qin Zhan's handshake, and was very friendly to Wen Mingrui, but she was just indifferent to him, who was so difficult to invite Professor Tong.

Huo Yixiu took a deep breath, tilted her head to look away, and told herself that he was her husband.

His wife thanked the doctor who treated her and showed kindness to her friends who cared about her. As a family member, he didn't care.

It is precisely because of these that family members do not need thanks or special treatment.

They have been married for two lifetimes, almost thirty years, so it doesn't matter if they are ignored.

He totally understands.

Wen Mingrui said two more words, the last of which was to the two men: "Mrs. Huo needs to rest after the operation. You are disturbing her. The hospital has medical staff who can give her the best care."

"Boss Huo, you've just taken over such a large share of equity, shouldn't you be very busy?"

"Mr. Qin, I seem to remember that you have a child. It's best not to disturb Ling Zhao while she is recuperating. You should spend more time with your own child."

The nurse guarding the door of the ward looked at Wen Mingrui in surprise. This was just a minor operation and this was just an ordinary ward, not an isolation ward. There were no reasons for not being able to do so.

Wen Mingrui noticed the look in the nurse's eyes, coughed lightly, and left the ward as if to set an example.

Huo Yixiu said to Qin Zhan: "Mr. Qin, my wife has woken up and has seen you. The doctor just said that she cannot be disturbed. Why don't you leave?"

Qin Zhan put his hands in his pockets and sat motionless in the chair: "Boss Huo, the doctor asked you again, isn't it busy to run such a big company? Be careful that someone is taking advantage of your inattention and doing something sneaky. If something happens again, no one will speak for you anymore."

Huo Yixiu tensed his teeth and said, "Qin Zhan!"

"Why is Mr. Huo yelling so loudly?" Qin Zhan picked his ears and looked over coldly, "Mr. Huo, do you want to say thank you to me for speaking up for you? Oh, it's been a long time. You don't have to thank me in person for that matter. The credit goes to Ling Zhao. If you want to thank someone, thank her. Protect your kingdom well and don't let her worry about you anymore."

Huo Yixiu's face, as white as an icy white mountain, turned visibly red.

If other people saw him, they might change his nickname to Flaming Mountain.

It was precisely because of the speechless response that he was so angry.

Qin Zhan refused to leave, so it was even more impossible for Huo Yixiu to leave.

The sudden sense of crisis made him feel that he could not let Ling Zhao and Qin Zhan be alone together.

The two of them stared at each other, neither of them wanted to back down. Qin Zhan turned to look at Ling Zhao: "If you are not sleepy, I will tell you a few jokes. The doctor always tells you to relax, and listening to jokes can help you relax."

There was a cold remark from the side: "Can she laugh like this?"

"Then I'll tell you a less funny joke."

"She has a low sense of humor."

Ling Zhao glared at Huo Yixiu, who looked away, sat down and tucked the quilt into her.

There was silence for a while. The person who wanted to tell a joke didn't tell one. The other man turned his back to the bed and watched the drizzle.

The sound of a chair moving was heard, and Huo Yixiu turned his head to look over. Qin Zhan stood up, made a "tsk" sound, and said to Ling Zhao like a resentful man that he had no conscience. He didn't even look at Huo Yixiu, and turned and left.

Ling Zhao's hand, which had just finished performing sign language, had not yet dropped.

Obviously Ling Zhao said something to Qin Zhan, which led to Qin Zhan leaving.

Ling Zhao looked at Huo Yixiu and motioned for him to bring her cell phone.

Huo Yixiu took her cell phone out of his pocket and gave it back to her.

Ling Zhao unlocked the phone and looked at something quietly.

"Won't you say something to me?" the man said lightly.

Ling Zhao took a selfie of herself, opened the photo editing software, and sent the edited photo to her Lingji work group to report her safety to her employees.

Her cell phone kept beeping for a while, with everyone congratulating her on the successful surgery.

Some people said they would come to visit after get off work, but Ling Zhao sent a message to decline the offer and asked them to complete their orders first.

After the call ended, she put the phone next to her pillow.

Huo Yixiu turned the phone over to the bedside table and stared at her.

That look was not seeking credit, but calmly asking her if there was anything she didn't want to say to him.

It's very strange that two men and women who both think they don't love each other enough can know what the other is thinking from each other's eyes.

Huo Yixiu understood her unhappiness from Ling Zhao's deliberate neglect, and her unhappiness was because of him.

Ling Zhao's lips moved slightly, randomly forming a mocking arc.

It seems meaningless to talk to him about unhappy things after the operation, as you will only hurt yourself.

She changed her mocking smile into a simple smile and pointed at him: [Huo Yixiu, thank you for doing what I wanted to do most for me, and thank you for being nervous for me once. ]

Huo Yixiu frowned. Although he couldn't see anything from Ling Zhao's smile, he also saw her previous expression.

"Ling Zhao, I didn't do anything for you before. But since I know why you hate me, I will change. You are my wife, and it is normal for me to be worried about you."

This sentence is equivalent to saying that he has truly accepted Ling Zhao and regards her as his wife, his other half.

In the past, he was reluctant to leave because of their mutual interests. Later, Huo Yixiu wanted to know the meaning of his rebirth. Later, he realized that Ling Zhao had always been in his heart.

This means that he doesn't dislike her, but he just doesn't admit that he likes her.

Now, he has completely accepted his feelings and admitted that he likes her.

He didn't want to lose her, he didn't want to lose her in any way.

Ling Zhao had loved him, so he could only regain her love by changing himself.

But Ling Zhao did not understand the deeper meaning of his words this time. Perhaps she was unwilling to understand and refused to believe, so she deliberately blocked out what he wanted to convey.

She saw his words as compensation.

Ling Zhao was staying in a super high-end VIP ward, usually used for recuperation by important people. It was a three-bedroom, one-living-room room with a separate living room, separate dining room, kitchen, accompanying room, etc. If it weren't for the hospital bed, one would have thought it was a hotel suite.

Huo Yixiu moved his work to the ward and stayed with her around the clock. If there was a meeting, he would hold a video conference in the living room next door. Once the door was closed, it would not affect Ling Zhao's rest, and she would know he was there.

After the meeting, Huo Yixiu returned to Ling Zhao's room, took an apple, cut it in half, and scraped the flesh with a spoon. Just like feeding a baby with complementary food, he patiently scraped off a layer of sandy flesh and fed her a mouthful.

"Besides apples, what else do you want to eat?"

Ling Zhao looked at his bony hand holding half an apple. His fingers were slender and the apple was bright red. It was a pleasing sight.

[It’s time for me to be discharged from the hospital.]