Stand-in bride: Mr. Lu's first favorite wife

The man picked her up and strode forward. When he reached the door, he said to Bai Yan: "These people are entrusted to you."

"clear."

Bai Yan glanced at Sun Maorong, who was lying on the ground, passed out from the pain like a fat pig, and kicked him, "Tell me, who is not good to offend, offend Lu Qinghan."

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In the hospital, the doctor gave Wen Xi emergency treatment for the wound on his forehead, and then he said to the man next to him with a cold face: "This lady's injury is not serious, but she has stitches and needs good care. She should be fine tomorrow." Woke up."

"Ah sir, the wound on your back..." The nurse was packing up the suture tools when she suddenly saw blood oozing from the silver-gray shirt on Lu Qinghan's back.

Lu Qinghan didn't seem to feel any pain.

The nurse said, "Sir, let me deal with it for you."

The wound on the man's back was not long, but it was a little deep. The nurse suggested that he get an anti-inflammatory injection. Lu Qinghan raised his hand and squeezed the space between his eyebrows, his gaze kept on the hospital bed.

Wen Xi's face was pale.

Her face was originally small, but at this moment, it was wrapped in a large piece of gauze.

Lu Qinghan didn't know what kind of feeling she was feeling in her heart at this moment.

Angry?

Of course he was angry, seeing that bastard trying to violate Wen Xi, he was so irritable that he wanted to kill him.

Why are you so angry?

Lu Qinghan tightly pursed her thin lips.

The strange emotion in his heart became more and more obvious.

He actually cared a little about Wen Xi.

"Don't...don't..."

The man closed his eyes and rested.

Suddenly, I heard a woman's thin murmur.

He opened his eyes, it was already early morning.

Wen Xi seemed to be in a nightmare, her face was pale, and her forehead was covered with sweat, "No, don't..."

"Wake up, Wen Xi, open your eyes!"

Suddenly, a deep voice cut through her nightmare.

It seems that in the fog, there is a direction suddenly.

Wen Xi opened her eyes.

Her eyes fell on the man's face.

The woman's lips were pale and trembling, "Lu Qinghan..."

Her eyelashes were also trembling, "It's really you..."

She had a long dream, but before the dream, she seemed to be looking at a huge halo, this man, walking towards the light.

Lu Qing snorted coldly, "It's not who I am, otherwise, do you think it's your old lover Xu Zhuoran?"

Wen Xi supported the bed with her hands, trying to sit up.

She leaned against the head of the bed, "Why are you here?"

"Didn't you call me?"

Wen Xi's lips moved.

The phone she dialed in a panic turned out to be Lu Qinghan.

Anyway, "Mr. Lu, thank you."

This sentence is from the heart.

There was also a smile on the corner of her lips.

Like a bright moon falling in the water, suddenly rippling with clear light.

Lu Qinghan was stunned for a moment.

"Thank me, but thanking me requires sincerity."

Wen Xi didn't seem to hear it, "I'm so dizzy and sleepy..."

As she said that, like a cat, she huddled under the quilt and closed her eyes.

"Mr. Lu, good night!"

There was a smile on the corner of Lu Qinghan's lips.

Good night?

Ah--

He sat on the nursing chair and closed his eyes. There was a sweet fragrance in the air, which lingered on women. He seemed to think that it was better than any soothing fragrance.

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