Evening wind is not as affectionate as you

Although Li Mochen is usually very busy, he still comes back almost every night, but today he didn't come back. Xia Wan has been staring at the time on his phone, hesitating whether to call him or not.

She is very worried about Li Mochen's safety now, but she is also afraid that she will disturb him if she calls rashly.

The quiet house allowed Xia Wan to hear her heartbeat clearly, which made her feel inexplicably terrified, and finally had to turn on all the lights in the hall.

Seeing the room without any darkness in front of her, she was relieved a lot.

The general seemed to have sensed Xia Wan's uneasiness, and kept lying at her feet, his eyes vigilantly staring at the motionless gate, for fear that someone would suddenly come out to persecute its owner.

What happened last time not only left a psychological shadow on her, but also on the general, after all, it really walked through the gate of hell.

Time passed by every minute and every second. The longer the time, the more uneasy Xia Wan became. At this moment, her cell phone rang suddenly, which scared her into a shiver.

She hurriedly picked up the phone, and saw the name of the caller jumping on the screen, and she was relieved immediately.

"He Wei..."

"Ma'am, come to the hospital quickly, sir is injured."

Hearing He Wei's words, Xia Wan's hands trembled, and the phone almost fell out of her hand, but she still forced herself to calm down, and hurriedly asked which hospital they were in.

After getting the address, he led the general directly, picked up the car keys and went out.

Although Xia Wan can drive, her driving skills are not particularly good. It stands to reason that it is safest to find someone to drive now, but after experiencing so many dangers, she no longer knows who to trust and who not to trust up.

So for her now, the only thing she can trust is herself.

"General, he will be fine, right?"

Xia Wan didn't know what happened, but it must not be a trivial matter that could hurt Li Mochen, so along the way, she kept asking the general this question anxiously.

Knowing that the general would not answer her, she still couldn't help asking, which would make her feel better.

When Xia Wan arrived at the hospital, Li Mochen had already been sent to the emergency room. Seeing He Wei covered in blood, she felt her mind went blank, her eyes darkened, and she almost fainted.

Just when Xia Wan was about to ask how Li Mochen was doing, he suddenly saw the doctor walking out of the emergency room.

"Which one of you has blood type O, sir, you have lost too much blood, and the blood bank is out of stock."

"I, doctor, I am, you smoke mine."

"Ma'am, no, you can't..."

Hearing that Xia Wan wanted to donate blood, He Wei subconsciously wanted to stop it. He lived with his husband and his wife on a daily basis, so he had some understanding of his wife's physical condition.

Although Madam has been taking care of her during this period, the damage caused by the accidental miscarriage and hemorrhage last time could not be recuperated within a few months.

If you donate blood again now, Madam's long recuperation work will be in vain, and if it is serious, it may even threaten her life.

"Whether you want to donate blood or not, you should discuss it quickly, sir can't wait that long."

"He Wei, I'm fine, he can't, can you understand?"

Although He Wei still wanted to stop him, but at the moment when he met Shang Xia Wan's eyes, he couldn't say anything and could only nod helplessly.

Now he only regrets that he is not type O blood, and that he failed to protect his husband well, otherwise his wife would not have risked her life to donate blood.

On the way to take Xia Wan to draw blood, the doctor couldn't help but look at her twice more. He could guess that this woman was his own from the way he called Li Mochen.

So he naturally knew that his husband was married, but he had never seen him before, and seeing him this time was beyond his imagination.

"How much more does he need?"

"400CC."

This number is within the normal range for a healthy person, but it is not for Xia Wan. She is not in good health, especially after the miscarriage.

Even she herself can feel that her body is not as good as before. Even after keeping it for so long, it is only the body that recovers, but the root of the body is damaged, and it is not so easy to recover.

After asking the question, Xia Wan didn't speak. It wasn't until after the blood was drawn that the doctor noticed that her face was abnormally pale. When she was about to ask her how she was doing, she found that she just stared at her when she stood up. Shut up and passed out.

"He Wei, why didn't you tell me earlier, do you know that pumping 400cc in her current physical condition might kill her? When the husband wakes up, how should we explain?"

"Wenbei, do you think that at that time, even if I told you, Madam wouldn't donate blood? Why don't you stop arguing with me here and treat Madam instead, and don't smash your own brand!"

It was the first time that He Wei spoke to a person in such a tone, and he was still his own. He was also annoyed and regretted that he did not continue to stop his wife.

But I also knew in my heart that even if he stopped it, it would be useless, because Madam was right, Mr. can't have an accident now, no matter what!

"Me! I owe you what I owed you in my previous life. Get out of here and don't bother me. There is nothing wrong with my husband. You must take good care of my wife, or I will take you to an anatomy class for students!"

Wen Bei is Wen Zhenguo, the grandson of old steward Wen, who also grew up with Li Mochen, and finally went to study medicine, and is also his right-hand man.

But he and He Wei had a bit of a disagreement. There was no enmity between the two of them, it was just that they didn't like each other. As for the reason, only the two of them knew in their hearts.

"You don't need to talk too much, Madam will leave it to you. Let me tell you in advance, if something happens to Madam this time, you will be the first one who can't run away. Mister has always put Madam at the top of his heart, so you don't need to do anything." Did I say more?"

After all, He Wei didn't care about Wen Bei's expression, and turned around and left.

The moment he turned around, his eyes were full of remorse. He spent the most time with his wife, so he naturally knew what kind of person she was.

He regretted that he hadn't been firm, so no matter how Mr. punished him after he woke up, he would admit it.

After He Wei left, Wen Bei also returned to the ward, seeing Xia Wan lying on the bed with bloodless lips, even a little purple, for a moment, he didn't know how to describe his mood.

"Others approach Mr. either for fame or profit, so why are you doing it?"

Wen Bei frowned, and it took a long time before he asked such a sentence alone.

He has seen many women who want to climb into his husband's bed, but this is the first time he has seen Xia Wan like this, so he is somewhat puzzled.