wife who doesn't lie

On the third day, Wen Mo had already started to vomit blood, but he was very calm. He always supported his upper body with difficulty, vomited the blood into a container beside him, and then took out a wet tissue to wipe off the bright red blood stains on the corners of his lips. Cleaned up, didn't get all over the place or bother anyone.

He seems to be very calm, so calm that it is impossible to see that he is approaching the end of his life.

But Huo Yan couldn't maintain any peace at all. He was furious in the consultation center, and he was as anxious as a trapped animal. After he came out, he paced back and forth outside the door of Wen Mo's ward. There were cigarette butts all over the place. He tore off the tie twice, rubbed his face, and after a while, threw the tie violently out in anger.

He finally went to Wen Mo, hugged the bloodless man in his arms,

"Wen Mo, remember, I'm too lazy to take care of your troublesome orphanage anymore," he gritted his teeth, "I fucking want it to close down completely."

"Cheng Fan is very capable..." Wen Mo suppressed the raging nausea, and begged in a low voice, "But there are not enough people, you...you have to help him."

"No," Huo Yan said without hesitation, "I just care about my wife."

Wen Mo cried, "I hate you to death."

Huo Yan actually laughed, "I know."

Wen Mo finally couldn't hold it anymore, he coughed, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, dripping on the white bed sheet bit by bit, and a large, dazzlingly bright flower bloomed.

Wen Mo choked up, "Huo Yan, I hate you to death!"

"Then continue to hate." Huo Yan whispered, hugging him tightly.

Wen Mo pursed his mouth, and two tears rolled down his face.

In the middle of the night, Wen Mofu started to have a high fever again, and the monitoring equipment started to sound an alarm. The tranquility of the night was instantly broken, and seven or eight experts rushed into the ward.

The blood in Wen Mo's body has been replaced once more. The precious serum extracted from the recovered patients is continuously infused into his body. Countless machines are shining with light. Amid such noise, Wen Mo feels that his soul is already floating in the sky. Someone looked at him with gentle and compassionate eyes.

Wen Mo could finally curl up into her arms like a child, "I'm in so much pain."

Wen Mo cried very sadly, very sad.

Huo Yan stared at Omega on the bed like a wild beast. Omega's lips were stained with blood, and his breathing was weak, like an unpredictable light feather. He was about to fly away, and Huo Yan held his hand tightly.

"Wen Mo!"

He pulled the veins all over his neck, his eyes were red, and he roared angrily.

The door was rushed open with a bang, and a small figure barged in. Huo Yao cried heartbreakingly, "I want Momo!"

He was out of breath from crying, and a guard hurriedly followed behind him. He hurriedly grabbed Huo Yao's arm, and explained with a panicked face, "I... I don't know how he got in."

Huo Yan stared at them with bloodshot eyes, and after a while, he said, "Let him go."

The guard hurriedly let go in horror, Huo Yao had already rolled onto the hospital bed, and he cried into Wen Mo's arms, constantly sniffing his breath - human beings are nothing but animals, especially S-level alphas, they have stronger bodies and sharper intuition, which makes them almost close to beasts at certain extreme moments.

Although Huo Yao was only six years old, the instinct in this S-level alpha gene made him aware of a certain kind of intense fear. He desperately squeezed his head into Wen Mo's chest, like a very hungry beast, he anxiously absorbed pheromones on him.

Huo Yao cried loudly, "Mo Mo!"

He wailed and let go of his voice, "Mom!"

"mom!"

The person on the bed still didn't move, but tears oozed from the corners of their eyes, gradually converging into two crystal clear tears, and rolled down all at once.

He finally remembered that frightening afternoon, and the nightmare he had deliberately forgotten.

He never told anyone that he had ever wanted to kill a child who was under one year old.

He wanted to kill the child he had borne himself.

But he forgot later, he forgot to kill him, he even forgot that he was his child.

Huo Yao on the hospital bed was like a poor and helpless little animal abandoned,

"Mother……"

Huo Yao curled up to a small size, and buried her in Wen Mo's arms.

It took two years for the terrible virus to calm down. In this human tragedy, more than 130 million people died in the Federation, and countless people suffered from sequelae.

Of course, it has caused many social problems. Although the origin of the virus has been officially classified as accidental, professionals have pointed out that it is a human factor.Those in the know swore that the mania virus and the unknown virus X came from the same secret O-authority organization.

There was an unprecedented sentiment of AO opposition in the society, but soon, the military arrested a large number of radicals and shut down countless network platforms that were outside the regulatory system. Completely stopped.

The law of history proves that there is no constant stability, and there is no unstoppable turmoil. The same is true for this society. Once again, it gradually stabilized from the chaotic turmoil.

The world doesn't get worse, it doesn't get better, it just keeps going in circles.

Perhaps it was because of the timely infusion of serum that Wen Mo recovered miraculously. He became the first case in the Federation to recover from a severe illness. After a month of illness in the hospital, Wen Mo gradually recovered. Those pink bruises on the body are slowly fading, returning to the usual whiteness.

But in this fight against the virus, his body has been overwhelmed, and he is almost like a fragile baby.

Although Wen Mo still looks like a normal person, he knows that he is no longer the original him. He can no longer carry heavy loads. Even after walking too much, he will be too tired to breathe. Occasionally, he will go to the shooting range once in a while. I couldn't bear the recoil brought by the Browning shot anymore.

Wen Mo felt a little regretful, but still calmly put the silver pistol into Huo Yan's sandalwood box.There are Huo Yao's little pistol gun, Huo Yan's childhood cards, and that plain and cheap cross necklace.

Wen Mo took a small delicate lock on his own initiative, locked the sandalwood box, and put it on the top of the antique shelf.

Wen Mo returned to his Paradise Orphanage. The virus outbreak this time has caused great trauma to the orphanage. Nearly half of the Omega children died in this disaster, and there are countless children who suffered from sequelae.

But time is the best medicine. Gradually, this unbearable nightmare deliberately and slowly withdrew from the collective memory of the orphanage. Soon, Wen Mo ushered in his first coming-of-age ceremony after taking over the orphanage.

In the solemn auditorium, bright sunlight penetrates through the glass, and the children's voices in the choir are ethereal and distant, lingering in every corner of the auditorium, Wen Mo looks at the big children who are still immature, they have grown up, they will He was sent into society to face his own life alone.

"You have finally grown up." Wen Mo tied a tie on the last child. They were all dressed in sharp suits, very energetic and energetic, and seemed to be full of infinite hope.

But obviously, regarding the future, their faces are more or less confused and uneasy.

"Dean, I don't want to leave," the child who asked the question had tears in his eyes, and he confessed his fear, "I'm a little scared."

Wen Mo smiled and said, "Xiao Shi, the principal told me that your grades are excellent, and he will make an exception to write a recommendation letter for the Federal Medical Department."

The child named Xiao Shi tried hard to hold back his tears, "Dean, can we come back?"

"Of course." Wen Mo replied without hesitation.

Xiao Shi was silent for a while, then raised his head firmly, "I will be a good doctor."

Wen Mo hugged him, patted his back lightly, "You will be."

The Omega boy next to Xiao Shi seemed to muster up his courage, he straightened his chest, "In the future, I want to go back to the orphanage and work like you, the dean."

"Wow," Wen Mo smiled, "So you want me to lose my job."

Everyone laughed, and the atmosphere in the auditorium became relaxed and active, and it was very lively with what you said and what I said.

"I want to be a mechanic and study a road that can walk by itself, so that I don't have to walk every day."

"Slacker, but what a good idea."

"I want to be an architect and design the tallest building in the Federation."

"Well, not bad."

"I want to fly a plane, and I want to fly the highest."

"No, that's my dream, but you can be my co-pilot." A big Omega took another's shoulder, "My co-pilot Zhao, nice to meet you."

"I don't want to—" the arm on the shoulder was pushed away, "I don't want to clean up the mess for you fool."

"Hey, don't slander people!"

Everyone laughed at their fight.

A thin and quiet Omega timidly glanced at the person next to him, and said with some embarrassment, "I, I want to be a good wife..."

His weak voice seemed out of place.

There was a burst of laughter all around, and the omega's ears turned red with embarrassment. Wen Mo patted him reassuringly, and then Omega continued, "I want to get married... I also want to have a lovely baby."

Wen Mo stroked his head and said softly, "Of course, this is also your freedom."

He looked around, "Growing up means that you can have the freedom of choice."

"Although it's a bit difficult now," Wen Mo smiled softly, "but which thing is not difficult."

Wen Mo hugged them one by one, "Come on."

He repeated over and over, "Come on, my Omega children."

"Come on."

The auditorium is full of hope, so fresh, so bright, as if it is out of tune with this world.