Desperate to get married: Ex-husband keeps pestering her

She has a fever, and it's obviously not low!

He thought it was the blush after makeup, but it looked extraordinarily glaring at this moment, such a solid flush, with a real sickness, he couldn't help gritting his teeth, this woman is really desperate, don't you know that you have a fever?

Without the slightest hesitation, he hugged her sideways and walked outside.

Her limp body leaned gently in his arms. Because she was unconscious, the moment she was picked up by him, she gave a soft baby cry. He glanced at her in his arms, took a deep breath, and walked downstairs quickly.

Downstairs, Nie Fanduo was still sitting on the sofa with Shen Jiaren, and the two were chatting. Seeing Han Feixuan running down with Mu Shiyue in his arms, both of them were stunned.

Nie Fanduo's heart skipped a beat, and he almost blurted out, whispering his name on his lips, "Feixuan..."

Shen Jiaren got up, strode over, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? Is something wrong?"

"She's seriously ill, and I'm taking her to the hospital now!" Han Feixuan said, walking out in a hurry, with very messy steps.

Nie Fanduo came to his senses immediately, and hurriedly stood up, walked to Shen Jiaren, and said coquettishly, "Maybe what Auntie just said was too serious, and Director Mu really lost face, and he fell ill when he was in a hurry! "

When Shen Jiaren heard this, she sneered, "Really? I really didn't expect her to be so thin-skinned? But it's too coincidental that this disease happened!"

There was obvious sarcasm in the words, harsh and ugly.

He snorted coldly in contempt, thinking that Mu Shiyue is too good at acting, why didn't he realize it before?Just after being said a few words by her, she pretended to be sick in front of her son after returning to the room, which is too good at pretending.

Shen Jiaren was very angry, and when she wanted to say a few more words to remind her son, Han Feixuan turned his head coldly, with a glint in his deep eyes, which made people feel shocked. say.

Mu Shiyue, who was in his arms, faintly became conscious, frowned slightly, feeling weak and morbid, his small hands grabbed his shirt tightly, and Han Feixuan couldn't help speeding up his steps.

Holding her into the car, Han Feixuan didn't bother to fasten his seat belt. After starting the car, the car shot off the string and rushed onto the road.

Looking at her sitting on the co-pilot seat, I suddenly realized that the originally strong woman like steel also has such a fragile side, the feeling of being held in my arms is so light that I can hardly feel any Weight, the husband and wife have been married for four years, but he doesn't even know that she is so thin, when she is so thin, she feels jittery when hugged...

When they arrived at the hospital, they parked the car on the side of the road. Han Feixuan got out of the car and rushed into the hospital with her in his arms.

Putting her on the hospital bed in the emergency room, he looked down at her, all the makeup was gone, a pale and weak little face, because of the high fever, the cheeks were red, the vermilion lips were pale without a trace of blood, so lying there , like a fragile crystal doll, unable to withstand any waves.

He stood there, silently, looking down at her.

Squinted.

He thought of the time when he had seen her, lying quietly in Han Feiyu's arms when she was asleep.

He drove home and saw his younger brother's car parked on the side of the road. He parked curiously and went over to have a look. Then he saw that scene. Han Feiyu smiled at him and raised his index finger to his lips to signal him to keep quiet. Because she was sleeping soundly in his arms.

"Brother, don't disturb her, she finally fell asleep!" Han Feiyu said in a low voice carefully.

Han Feixuan leaned down through the car window, looked at his younger brother, and smiled helplessly, "Then when will you go home?"

"I'll go back when she wakes up," Han Feiyu said.

Han Feixuan straightened up, sighed helplessly, then leaned down and said, "Well, I'll drive ahead, and tow your car back!"

The two elders of the Han family were waiting for their two sons to go home for a reunion dinner. Han Feixuan didn't want his parents to wait too long.

Han Feiyu shook his head, "No, what if Xiaoyue is woken up? She helped her family manage the company during this time, and she was so busy that she didn't sleep a wink for days and nights!"

Seeing his younger brother lovingly looking at the woman in his arms, Han Feixuan had no choice but to nod in acquiescence, and then drove home alone.

That was the first time he saw her, she would not remember, because she was lying in Han Feiyu's arms and fell asleep at that time, Han Feiyu's infatuation, all kinds of care for her, Han Feixuan, the elder brother, could see it all.

He couldn't imagine what kind of a woman could make the second young master of the Han family calm down and swear that he would only love her in his life.

He even thought of the first time he visited the prison, through the thick glass, Han Feiyu anxiously grabbed the phone and said, "Brother, you marry her! Even if I beg you, you must take good care of her, Don't make her sad, even if I beg you, brother, promise me!"

Han Feixuan seemed to hear those prayers.

He looked at his younger brother angrily, gritted his teeth, and said fiercely, "That woman has caused you to such a degree, and you still think about her, Han Feiyu, please wake up!"

"Don't blame Xiaoyue, this is what I want, brother, I beg you, you must take good care of Xiaoyue, please..."

Han Feiyu was almost on his knees. Han Feixuan couldn't stand it anymore, so he dropped the phone and walked out.

Only Han Feiyu was left yelling at his back behind the thick glass.

"Sir, the diagnosis report is out!" The nurse came over and said.

His thoughts were pulled back to reality, and Han Feixuan reached out to take it. Looking at the words on it, his deep eyes narrowed tightly.

High fever 39 degrees eight, acute gastritis.

It is impossible to falsify the diagnosis report, he turned around in surprise, showing an incredible smile.

He was very curious about how this woman tortured herself to such an extent that she still pretended to be a normal person!
"Excuse me, are you a family member of the patient?" the nurse asked again.

Han Feixuan turned around again and nodded, "Yes, I am her husband."

The nurse suddenly said, "Oh, then your wife often can't sleep well at night, right? She has habitual mental weakness. If necessary, she can use acupuncture and moxibustion of traditional Chinese medicine, or ask a doctor to prescribe sleeping pills."

"Weakness?" Han Feixuan was taken aback.

The nurse nodded, "Yes, this disease is very common, but it is rare to see it as serious as your wife's. I have been concerned about it for many years. When she wakes up, she should go to a Chinese medicine doctor to have a good look!"

Han Feixuan smiled coldly. After four years of marriage, he didn't even know that she still had this problem!They are a couple...

Returning to the ward again, Han Feixuan looked at Mu Shiyue who was lying on the bed and receiving an infusion. She was still asleep and unconscious. He walked over, pulled the chair by the bed, and sat down slowly.

Seeing her fingers moving slightly, feeling that she might be awake, Han Feixuan subconsciously stood up and walked out, only to see that she just gasped weakly, frowned uncomfortably, turned her head to the side, and fell asleep again He stood there without opening his eyes, still lying there quietly.

His face was as pale as a piece of white paper, like a plaster cast, so fragile, with a sickly look on his face.

As time passed, he couldn't help but sit down with a sigh, obviously she was the woman he hated deeply at the beginning, but today, she quietly needs his care, she is just his wife.