divorce?Think beautifully!

Under Chu Heng's comfort, the man gradually fell asleep.

He was already sick, hadn't recovered yet, and lacked energy. When he woke up, he experienced constant changes in mood, ups and downs, so he was exhausted. Finally, under Chu Xiaoheng's soft coaxing, his breathing became even.

Chu Heng sniffed and wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes. At the same time, he leaned over and wiped away the marks at the end of the man's eyes with his fingertips.

I really feel sorry for this man--

Li Min called the nurse in, re-infused the fluid, and connected the equipment to monitor his heart rate.

"Let him sleep for a while!"

Li Min came over, patted Chu Heng's shoulder, and sighed, "The medicine contains sleeping ingredients, so he can still sleep for a while, you should go and have a rest too!"

Up to now, the truth of the matter is no longer important. The details of the past years have long been buried in the torrent of time.

But whether Fang Yan can think about this truth is still unknown.

Chu Heng shook his head, sat on the edge of the hospital bed, feeling depressed, "I'm a little scared, if the truth comes to light, he...will he have nothing to support him? Will it be... difficult to live?"

Obviously, what has been able to support Fang Yan all the way for so many years is the truth in the old things.

If the truth is revealed or abandoned, will this person's desire to survive disappear altogether?

Chu Heng felt very scared.

"maybe."

Li Min gave him a complicated look, "Now it seems that Aunt Qin Qin's death has nothing to do with Rick. I'm afraid your father was just being used, but the struggle between the two of them is obviously to a certain extent. Actually hurt Aunt Qin Qin."

Chu Heng heard something in Li Min's words, couldn't help raising his head, frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Li Min avoided his gaze and raised his eyebrows, "I just think that even though your father had no direct connection to Aunt Qin Qin's death, but... the father who forced Fang Yan to death, the Fang family, He made a big deal out of it.”

"Fang Yan doesn't know about this matter yet, but he will know about it sooner or later. Chu Heng, I just kindly remind you to let you be mentally prepared in advance so that you don't get caught off guard."

Chu Heng shuddered and understood Li Min's meaning.

"I……"

He opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say anything.

He didn't know what he should say, what Fang Yan had been pursuing and insisting on for more than ten years, he had seen clearly in the past half a year, so... precisely because he understood the weight of those things in his heart, I dare not compare with it.

I don't know how Chu Jiao and Ming Kun... are doing with the investigation over there.

After a moment of silence, Chu Heng nodded and responded softly, "I see, thank you for reminding me."

Li Min lowered his eyes, knowing that it would be very cruel for these things to be exposed, but sometimes, the truth is often very cruel.

The original reason for this grand marriage was nothing but Fang Yan's suspicion.

He had suspected his relationship with Chu's father for a long time, so he got married like this, but... During this process, I'm afraid he even forgot his original intention, he really fell in love!

Li Min shook his head, sighing in his heart, but only at such a moment, no matter how much he said, it was useless.

It's better to leave here and give the two of them more time to get along!

In the silent ward, only Chu Heng and Fang Yan were left.

Chu Heng sat by the hospital bed, holding the man's hand, his expression pale.

"Fang Yan, as long as... as long as you don't drive me away, I will definitely not leave. I... Let me tell you—divorce is impossible."

As he was talking, he couldn't help feeling aggrieved, his mouth puckered, his eyes were red with tears, and when he was full, he poured down big ones.

"Woo... Let me tell you, you must listen carefully. Li... No divorce, no divorce, and you are not allowed to die. We all have to live and live well."

Chu Heng's language became choked with sobs, and his whole body was sobbing, and every sentence he said was fragmented and intermittent.

The man fell asleep peacefully, perhaps because of the medicine he had taken, his breath was even, and he didn't have much difficulty listening to him, and he seemed to be in good health.

His complexion looked a little better, with deep features and elegant contours.

Chu Heng cried pitifully, but even so, he still held the man's infusion hand, palm to palm, to keep him warm.

This person's body temperature was low, and he was extremely afraid of the cold. During the infusion, half of his arm was cold. Chu Heng was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable, so he massaged him from time to time to warm him up.

"Ayan..."

Chu Xiaoheng cried with tears all over his face, his eyes and nose were red, which was a bit funny. After a while, he was tired from crying, and slowly lay down on the bedside, sucked his nose, and put a warm His big face was stuck on the man's wrist.

Woo... so sleepy...

He also tossed and tossed for a long time, and vented his emotions again. His upper and lower eyelids soon began to fight, and he gradually fell asleep.

Hope everything goes well.

Domestically, M city.

Chu Mingkun arranged work for two days, but he didn't even go to the company.

He lived a regular life, got up early in the morning, changed his clothes, and drank coffee standing by the French windows in the living room.

Until there was a slight movement behind him.

"Why don't you sleep for a while?"

Seeing that it was Mu De, he couldn't help being surprised: "It's only 06:30 now."

Shouldn't he wake up?When Mingming woke up, he was already very quiet.

Men have some difficulty getting up in the morning, so they usually sit in a wheelchair, otherwise, if they suddenly faint and knock somewhere, it will not be worth the candle.

"Maybe it's because I'm old and can't sleep much."

There was a slight smile on the corner of Mu De's lips, and his tone was gentle, "Have you washed?"

Chu Mingkun put down his coffee and went up to meet him, "Well, what about you?"

"Me too."

When the man laughed, there were shallow lines at the corners of his eyes, with a bit of the vicissitudes of the years, but Chu Mingkun thought it was very interesting, and touched his face childishly.

"what happened?"

Mu De was a little puzzled, "Are you drinking coffee? Give me a cup too, is that okay?"

Chu Mingkun suppressed a smile, shook his head, and replied very seriously, "It's nothing, you can't."

"you……"

Mu De was amused by him again, with a bit of helplessness and doting in his smile, "Skin!"

Chu Mingkun raised his eyebrows, turned around to look for the tea set, "I'll make tea for you."

The man took control of the wheelchair and followed behind him, never leaving. The smile in his eyes was even wider, "Yeah."

Chu Mingkun turned around, puzzled: "What are you doing with me? I'm making tea!"

The man's tone was gentle, but he spoke unhurriedly, and replied, "I know, I'm afraid you'll be spoiled, so I'll watch you."