Are you sure you want to divorce me?

"Yes, yes..."

"What did he say? Did he say when Ah Feng would wake up?"

"Uh...he said..."

"say what?"

"He said it's not certain, maybe he will wake up in three to five days, maybe it will take ten days and a half a month."

"So long... so long... I'm going to be so long again, I can't hear his voice..." Wen Wenyao lay on the bed, eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling, with a dazed expression, and tears slipping down like this unexpectedly down.

"You...you...you should take care of your body first. After he wakes up, you still have work to do." Su Jinlun's words were also correct. Han Yufeng was unconscious, but to some extent It was to give Wen Wenyao a vacation, so he didn't have to hug Han Yufeng all the time because he was afraid of Han Yufeng's shortness of breath.

But Wen Wenyao would rather not have such a rest, he just wants his dear to be well, to be able to talk to him with a smile, and to be able to travel all over the world with him.

Fortunately, although Han Yufeng frightened them collectively this time, but after four days, he was still sober, but his whole body was so weak that he had to breathe before he could speak a few words. He removed the oxygen mask.

Han Yufeng couldn't speak, but his hands could move, so he tentatively hooked Wen Wenyao's little finger under the quilt, and asked him with his eyes, "What's wrong? Why are you wearing a mask?"

Wen Wenyao dared not tell him the truth, because he was afraid that he would get nervous and get sick again, so he just vaguely said that he had a lot of acne, and he was afraid that Han Yufeng would laugh at him if he saw it.

Han Yufeng was unable to think because of his illness, and he actually believed his nonsense, forced the corners of his mouth to curl up, closed his eyes again, and fell asleep again.

"..." Wen Wenyao let out a long breath, and secretly prayed that his cough would get better soon, otherwise Han Yufeng would not be so easy to fool when he woke up next time.

Yes, after that day, because of the drip, Wen Wenyao's fever subsided quickly, but the cold was still there, and his nose was always runny. After taking the medicine, it slowly turned into a cough.In short, it may be that Wen Wenyao was too tired and mentally exhausted during this period, which caused his body to be severely depleted. This time, the illness was so violent that it did not recover for a long time.

However, Han Yufeng woke up too early, otherwise, according to the worst plan estimated by the doctor, he would not have found out that he had been ill at all if he slept for ten days and a half months before waking up.

Wen Wenyao is actually much better now, but his head is still very dizzy. After sitting for a while, he feels dizzy and wants to find a place to lie down.

But because Han Yufeng just woke up, in order not to let him see the clue, he has been sitting upright.Until now, seeing him close his eyes, he couldn't hold on any longer and fell limp, and was caught by Su Jinlun in time.

"How are you? Do you want a doctor to come and see?"

"I'm fine. Aaron, please do one more thing, don't let Afeng know about my illness."

"But Ah Feng is not a fool. He will realize something is wrong sooner or later. He was just too weak just now, and he didn't react for a while. When he wakes up for the second time, when you speak, won't everything be exposed?"

"..." Wen Wenyao thought about it, this is indeed a problem, with his current duck voice, anyone can tell that something is wrong, right?Not to mention the smart and sensitive Han Yufeng?

Therefore, Wen Wenyao can only pray silently now that his illness will be cured soon, but don't make things worse.

If Han Yufeng knew that he was sick from scaring him, he didn't know what he would think about, and it would be bad if he got sick again.The doctor said he couldn't stand any stimulation right now.

Fortunately, Han Yufeng fell asleep and didn't wake up until two or three days later.He opened his eyes slightly, and saw Wen Wenyao sleeping soundly on his bed, with his head turned to one side, which just allowed her to see the mask on his face clearly.

He couldn't help but frowned fiercely.

Why don't you take off your mask when you sleep?Not afraid to hold back.

So Han Yufeng raised his sore hand, trying to take off the mask for him, but with a slight movement, Wen Wenyao woke up.

He subconsciously grabbed Han Yufeng's hand, rubbed it against his face, then opened his eyes in a daze, and snorted softly, "Are you awake? How do you feel?"

This seemingly indifferent attitude was also taught to him by Su Jinlun, and Wen Wenyao couldn't help secretly rejoicing in his heart that he was still sleepy.

It turned out that Su Jinlun said that Han Yufeng didn't know the real condition of his body now, so they shouldn't let him know.In the history of medicine, the rapid decline of many patients' bodies began when they knew their true illness.

Therefore, what Wen Wenyao has to do now is to make Han Yufeng think that he is just another ordinary coma this time, and keep silent about the "third-level heart failure", and let others not say anything.Then secretly carry out active treatment for this aspect.

Han Yufeng didn't know the truth, but he would recover faster.

"Are you tired? Do you want to sleep again?"

Han Yufeng frowned, "What's wrong with your voice?" Now that he has replaced the oxygen mask with a nasal oxygen tube, he can speak, but his body is very weak, and the words he speaks are breath sounds.

But Wen Wenyao still heard it clearly, he felt a thump in his heart, the secret channel was not good, why after so many days, the voice still didn't change back.

Why is Han Yufeng so sensitive even though he just woke up?

He held Han Yufeng's hand in both hands, bowed his head and thought for a long time, then raised his head like a strong man with a severed wrist, looked at him flatteringly, and murmured, "I just... have a little cold..."

Han Yufeng suddenly realized, and asked him with his eyes, "That's why you are wearing a mask?"

Wen Wenyao has connected with him now, and of course he miraculously understood his question. He nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, isn't it afraid of infecting you? Your resistance is so weak now, if another What... it's troublesome. But don't worry, it's just a small cold, and it's almost healed in the past two days."

"Have you taken your medicine?"

"Eat it! Not only did I take the medicine, but I also took a drip. Am I good?" Wen Wenyao now looks like a little milk dog begging for a bone from its owner, let alone Han Yufeng. Even Wen Yehua might not be able to resist him.

"Good boy." Waking up this time, Han Yufeng obviously felt that his body was much worse than before he fell into a coma. For example, now, he obviously only said two words, but he was so tired that a road flashed in front of his eyes. White light, heart beating like a drum, as if about to faint again.

But he didn't want Wen Wenyao to see it, so he tried his best to pretend it was nothing, but the machine would not lie, and soon screamed crazily.