One Thought Addiction: Fu Shao's Heart-to-heart Doting on His Wife

When Jian Changqing opened her eyes again, she was already in the hospital.

There was a crowd of people around her bed.

"Sister Changqing, you're awake!"

Ju Zi was overwhelmed with surprise, her eyes turned red immediately, and she burst into tears, "How are you? Is there any discomfort in your body? Does it hurt? I'll call the doctor now."

Ju Zi ran away, but there were still many people around the hospital bed.

Jian Changqing turned her head and looked at Fu Nianchen, "Where's grandma? Is she okay?"

"What have you become? You still have the heart to care about others. I, an old bastard, are much better than you." Mrs. Fu stepped forward to let Jian Changqing see clearly. Although her mouth was merciless, there was a worried expression on her face .

Seeing that Mrs. Fu was fine, Jian Changqing felt relieved.

"It's good that grandma is fine." Jian Changqing smiled.

Mrs. Fu is almost in her prime, and seeing Jian Changqing lying pitifully on the hospital bed, she still cares about her well.

Even a heart made of stone should be warmed up.

"Okay, take care of your illness, I'll ask the doctor about your situation." Mrs. Fu resisted the wetness in her eyes and left the ward.

Before leaving, he did not forget to give Ning Yixiu a wink.

Ning Yixiu knew what Mrs. Fu meant and gave the couple a space.

"Changqing, take a good rest. If you feel uncomfortable, just call me." Ning Yixiu really wanted to stay a little longer, but he didn't know that the person Jian Changqing needed most now was not himself, but Fu Nianchen.

Ning Yixiu left.

Only Fu Nianchen and Jian Changqing were left in the ward.

Fu Nianchen touched her head, "Do you want some water?"

Jian Changqing nodded, and Fu Nianchen brought water to her lips, and fed her with a straw.

She quickly drank a glass of water.

"anything else?"

Jian Changqing shook her head.

Looking at Fu Nianchen's obviously tired face, she stretched out her hand in distress to comfort her, but she saw that all ten of her fingers were tied with bandages, which were no longer what her hands should look like, wrapped like a big steamed bun.

For some reason, she laughed.

"What's wrong?" Fu Nianchen noticed something strange and asked repeatedly; "Does it hurt?"

"The doctor prescribed painkillers again, you can take them when you wake up, do you want to take them now?"

Jian Changqing still shook her head, actually it didn't hurt, but when she saw the wrapped hand, compared to the pain, the first thing she thought of was that it was a little funny.

"Look, does it look like a big white steamed bun?" Jian Changqing raised her hand and brought it in front of Fu Nianchen.

But Fu Nianchen couldn't laugh at all. He wanted to cooperate with Jian Changqing's words, but he tried his best to pull the corner of his mouth, but he showed an expression that was more sad than crying.

Jian Changqing felt distressed, "Don't cry, I'm fine, look, am I fine? You came to save me in time, and you saved grandma, we're all fine, we're all fine."

"Is this also good?" Fu Nianchen gestured to Jian Changqing's hand, "I wish I could kill them!"

"Don't!" Jian Changqing hurriedly grabbed him with her hands, but she didn't have the ability to grasp at all, so she just put one hand on Fu Nianchen's body.

At this moment, she realized her injury and the impact she had suffered.

When Fu Nianchen saw it, he responded repeatedly, "Okay, I will do what you say, no matter what you say, I will listen, don't worry."

Fu Nianchen was afraid that Jian Changqing would be sad, so he promised everything without hesitation.

Seeing his nervous and anxious appearance, Jian Changqing smiled slowly.