He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

After everyone left.

Mo Beichen sat up from the hospital bed, like a child who had made a mistake, and was very nervous: "Shushu, I..."

Qiao Wangshu walked over, sat down sideways, threw himself into his arms, and hugged him tightly: "Achen, you scared me to death last night. You are not allowed to hide things from me or lie to me again. If you lie to me again, I will never talk to you again. You transferred the Mo shares to me early, you refused to have the operation, you told me that you didn't want a child... I know all your thoughts on these things.

"Perhaps for others, being a rich woman without a husband or children will make them rich and happy for the rest of their lives. But for me, those are all external things. Without you, those things have no meaning to me.

“I have discussed this with the fourth child, and the surgery is necessary.

"I can't live without you. I can't lose you."

As she spoke, she couldn't stop crying.

The hot tears soaked his hospital gown.

Mo Beichen hugged her, rubbed her back gently, and comforted her: "I'm fine, Shushu, don't listen to them, they just say it's serious, look, I'm fine now, right?"

Qiao Wangshu raised his head from his arms and looked at his face: "You are still lying to me!"

"I..." Mo Beichen pursed his lips.

If he hadn't had the surgery, he would have had five more years with her.

Once you really get on the operating table, it will be hard to say what will happen.

Give him another five years.

It was enough for him to stay with her.

He doesn't dare to gamble!

Qiao Wangshu held his hand tightly, and spoke softly, appealing to his feelings and reason: "Achen, I know that any surgery has risks, but I really can't lose you... Medical conditions are much better now than before. Doctor Qin said that he is more than 80% sure, but in fact it is definitely more than that. He just made a conservative estimate.

"I can tell you very clearly right now that if you don't agree to the operation, I really can't tie you to the operating table. But five years later, if you live, I live, if you die, I die! If you really die, I will die for you and will never live alone!

"If I don't have you, what's the point of me living alone in this world?

"I have no other relatives, I only have you, Achen..."

As she said this, she threw herself into his arms again, her petite body sobbing.

Mo Beichen had never seen her so sad.

Especially her words "I have no other relatives, I only have you."

It touched him deeply.

Mo Beichen felt a pain in his heart.

I was shaken in an instant.

If she asked him to have the surgery, then he would have it.

Even if she wanted his life, he would give it to her without hesitation.

Besides, she just asked him to do the surgery.

You won't necessarily die.

No?

Mo Beichen stretched out his arm, took a tissue from the bedside table, wiped her tears, and said, "Okay, I promise you, I promise to do the surgery, don't cry, Shushu, I promise you."

Qiao Wangshu's thin shoulders shrugged.

He nodded in agreement.

She tried hard to calm down and hold back her tears.

Seeing that she had calmed down a little, he said, "But I have one condition, you must agree to it first."

Qiao Wangshu sniffed, his voice choking with sobs: "You, tell me, I will agree to a thousand conditions."

"If the operation fails..."

"No." Qiao Wangshu interrupted him before he could finish his words. She couldn't bear to hear the words "operation failed" now!

Mo Beichen paused and said, "I mean, if, if it fails, you are not allowed to commit suicide for love, and you are not allowed to do stupid things. If you promise me, I will agree to have the surgery."

Qiao Wangshu just wanted to coax him into having the surgery, so he said without even thinking, "Okay, I agree."

Mo Beichen frowned: "You agreed too quickly, you lied to me!"

Qiao Wangshu blurted out: "I didn't lie to you."

Mo Beichen didn't believe it: "You are just lying to me."

Qiao Wangshu was helpless: "Then what do you want me to do to believe it?"

Mo Beichen thought about it carefully.

It seemed that no matter what she did, he couldn't feel at ease.

What if something really happened and he couldn't get off the operating table, he wouldn't be able to stop her from doing anything.

Knowing that nothing I do will help.

Mo Beichen still said childishly: "Then you, write a letter of guarantee."

Qiao Wangshu nodded without hesitation: "Okay, I'll write it."

……

The young couple discussed for a long time whether to commit suicide for love.

Qiao Wangshu repeatedly assured him that he would not lie to him, and found paper and pen in the ward and wrote him a letter of guarantee.

The atmosphere was depressing to the freezing point.

Mo Beichen put away the letter of guarantee and changed the subject: "Shushu, I have agreed to have the surgery, our wedding..."

"It must be postponed." Qiao Wangshu's tone was unquestionable: "At this time, you are still thinking about the wedding? Which is more important, the wedding or your life?"

Mo Beichen remained silent.

I think the wedding is more important.

I’m afraid of making her cry!

He looked unhappy.

Qiao Wangshu coaxed, "Achen, I really don't feel like having a wedding right now. What if something happens to you on the wedding day... who are you trying to scare to death? After the surgery, we still have a lot of time, so we can take our time.

“After our wedding, we went on our honeymoon.

“I promised to take you to a lot of places we haven’t been yet.

"People say that babies born on honeymoons are the sweetest. We should hurry up and have a baby on our honeymoon. One cute baby or two is fine, and they can play together.

"I want to have a baby with you and be with you forever.

"Achen..."

She said, coaxing.

She fell into his arms again.

The soft body pressed tightly against him.

Mo Beichen hugged her, his heart moved by the beautiful blueprint she described: "Okay, I'll listen to you. Let's have a baby together, two babies."

Qiao Wangshu rubbed his arms affectionately.

Mo Beichen lifted her chin and lowered his head to kiss her.

Nose rubbing.

Lips and teeth tangled.

……

next second.

The door of the ward was pushed open from the outside.

"Oh my god..." Mo Beixiao held the food box in his hand and raised his hand to cover his face, "Well... I came at a bad time. I just came to deliver the food, put it down and leave."

He said as he walked in.

He placed the food box in his hand on the table at the side.

Before closing the door, he added: "You guys go on, go on, but I suggest you finish eating before you continue."

Without waiting for the two people in the ward to respond.

He closed the door deftly.

Mo Beichen has always been thick-skinned and never changes his expression.

Qiao Wangshu's cheeks flushed and she stepped out of his arms.

It's almost noon.

Before lunch, Qiao Wangshu changed Mo Beichen into a clean and refreshing hospital gown and helped him wash up.

When he was not sick, he was not much different from ordinary people. He was just more afraid of cold and avoided more food than ordinary people, but he could eat three meals a day normally. Whenever Qiao Wangshu thought of his appearance when he was sick last night and the pain he had endured for more than 20 years, he felt very distressed. He fed him lunch mouthful by mouthful with his own hands, even though he said he could eat by himself, Qiao Wangshu still insisted.

Mo Beichen knew that she must have been frightened last night.

So I just let her feed me.