Ling Yuefan went out at that time, but he asked the nurse to stay by the bed.
When the nurse saw that Mu Qinghan was awake, she went to find Chi Beizhe and called Ling Yuefan.
By the time Ling Yuefan came back, Chi Beizhe had finished his simple examination of Mu Qinghan.
"Azhe, is Ahan okay?" Ling Yuefan put down the thermos box in his hand, and when he asked this question, his heart beat fiercely, full of impatience and anxiety, as if what Chi Beizhe said was not Mu Qinghan's.
The punishment is his.
Upon seeing this, Chi Beizhe said quickly and concisely: "It's nothing serious. Pay attention to your health in the future and you will eventually recover."
Ling Yuefan stayed by the bed for too long. From last night to now, he has never closed his eyes for more than ten hours. At this moment, his brain was also a little swollen and painful. When he heard Chi Beizhe say this, he felt dizzy and staggered.
Chi Beizhe hurriedly reached out to help him and comforted him in a low voice: "It's okay now. Ah Fan, you should take more care of yourself."
Just now he was referring to the fact that Mu Qinghan had difficulty getting pregnant, but he knew that it was not because of this that Ling Yuefan almost fainted, but because Mu Qinghan was finally fine. Ling Yuefan's nerves that had been tense for so long suddenly relaxed, and his whole body collapsed.
Already.
Ling Yuefan nodded.
"Okay, I'm leaving first. If anything happens, ask the nurse to find me." Chi Beizhe glanced at Mu Qinghan, who had remained silent since waking up. He frowned slightly, and finally
Still said hello and left.
After Ling Yuefan saw off Chi Beizhe, he turned back and sat on the stool beside Mu Qinghan's bedside. He was originally going to hold Mu Qinghan's hand. After hesitating for a moment, he took it back and slowly made it into a fist. He lowered his head and used his gentle hands to hold Mu Qinghan's hand.
He stared at Mu Qinghan with his eyes, "Are you okay?"
Mu Qinghan sat there and turned his eyes slightly.
His eyes were very deep, and the pupils were pure pitch black, but at the moment they were covered with streaks of blood, but they were also flashing with glittering and translucent light.
Probably because he was rushing back just now, he ran a long way, and his white forehead was still dripping with sweat, which wet his dark hair.
This was the first time that Mu Qinghan paid attention to these small details. She only felt her heart hurt as if being stabbed by needles. Seeing that Ling Yuefan's face was a little lost and gloomy while waiting for her response, she smiled and shook her head.
, “Apart from feeling a little weak in strength, I didn’t feel any discomfort elsewhere.”
Ling Yuefan thought that Mu Qinghan would turn a blind eye to his care and ignore it as before. When he saw the curvature of her lips, his shoulders trembled.
After a while, he realized what he was doing, but he still couldn't hold it back. He reached out and grabbed Mu Qinghan's hand, rubbed it hard in his palm, and said in a hoarse voice: "As long as it's okay, it's okay..."
In fact, what he and Chi Beizhe were most worried about was whether Mu Qinghan would have a mental breakdown or have a major change in temperament or other psychological problems after experiencing these things.
But now it seems that nothing happened.
Just as he was thinking this, he heard Mu Qinghan ask: "I know I have lost my child, so are there any other sequelae?"
Ling Yuefan's face turned pale when he heard this, and the corners of his chapped lips trembled slightly. However, he held Mu Qinghan more tightly with his hands, used a lot of strength to restrain the frenzy in his heart, and tried his best to calmly say:
"Azhe said it will be difficult for you... to get pregnant again."
After saying that, he stared at Mu Qinghan's face, unwilling to let go of any change in her expression.
In fact, she just said a faint "Oh" after hearing this. Her voice was very weak, but there was no resentment or sadness. Instead, she was relieved, "Okay, this is what I should have suffered."
yes.
All evil will eventually be punished. This is fate's punishment for Mu Qinghan. However, it is already cruel for her to lose her child in that way. Why should she lose her most basic rights as a woman?
This price was so great that Ling Yuefan couldn't accept it when he first heard about it. Last night, he lost his mind and grabbed Mu Yuxiu's collar and punched Mu Yuxiu.
He knew that Mu Yuxiu was not to blame at all, he was just looking for an excuse to vent.
Mu Qinghan's calmness at this moment made Ling Yuefan even more worried.
Because many mentally ill patients appear to be more normal than normal people on the surface, Ling Yuefan feels that this is the case for Mu Qinghan now.
After all, she loved Lu Weihang deeply, but was deceived by Lu Weihang and did things that hurt her relatives. After knowing the truth, she lost her child, and it was difficult to get pregnant... With all these things, no matter how strong a person is, she will collapse.
Thinking of this, Ling Yuefan's eyes felt sour and hot again. He took Mu Qinghan's hand and put it on his face, murmuring: "Ahan, don't be sad, I will take care of you for the rest of my life."
The fingers in his palm trembled slightly, and the next second Ling Yuefan heard Mu Qinghan say: "Then marry me!"
Ling Yuefan's movement of holding Mu Qinghan's hand suddenly froze. He suddenly raised his eyes to look at Mu Qinghan, his eyes full of disbelief, "Ahan, do you know what you are talking about? You said you want to marry me?"
Because of his excitement, his hand had changed to clasp Mu Qinghan's wrist, and the strong force squeezed Mu Qinghan's wrist until it turned white and deformed.
Mu Qinghan seemed to be unable to feel the pain. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and asked Ling Yuefan: "Why, you don't want to? That's right..."
She lowered her eyes, her beautiful face was bloodless, as pale as paper, and there was a smile on her lips, but the smile was so bitter and self-deprecating.
If you have children, Afan, you are such an outstanding man, you should be worthy of a better woman, why would you want a second-hand commodity like me?"
"No! Mu Qinghan, I'll marry! I'll marry you!" Ling Yuefan almost growled and finished speaking. The beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down and slid from his eyebrows into his eyes. His eyelashes were so wet that it was hard to tell.
He was crying, but his voice was so hoarse.
He held Mu Qinghan's hand tightly and spoke slowly, "Ahan, you know, I have been waiting for you for too many years. Even if you are married, I have never stopped loving you. I have not talked to anyone in these years.
I have dated women, because if I can't stay with you in this life, then I would rather grow old alone, so why should I dislike you? It is my greatest honor that you are willing to give me this opportunity in my lifetime, and I want to thank you. However.
…”
He changed the subject, and there was a smile in his eyes, but tears seemed to flash through his eyes, "However, you suddenly proposed to marry me under such circumstances. I'm afraid that you just want to find a man who can heal your wounds temporarily.
, no matter who this man is, if you are desperate, give up on yourself, and marry yourself casually, you will definitely regret it when you recover from the pain. At that time..."
Mu Qinghan put her other hand under the quilt and pinched it one by one, her nails scraping the tender flesh in her palm. She closed her eyes hard, then opened her eyes after a moment and looked at Ling Yuefan, "I said if I follow
Lu Weihang is divorced, and I will not marry any man again. However, after going through these things, enduring too much pain, or when I am lying on the operating table..."
Ling Yuefan stared at Mu Qinghan, listening quietly and attentively. Unexpectedly, Mu Qinghan did not say any more, but stared closely at Ling Yuefan's eyes.
It is as deep as the sea and seems to be able to accommodate everything in the world.
Her expression was as ethereal as her tone, "I admit that I chose to marry you because I know you love me and believe you will be good to me, and I am also a consistent woman in my relationship..."
"Of course, maybe I, a remarried woman, am setting up a chastity memorial for myself by saying this, but no matter what you think of me, I can guarantee that as long as I, Mu Qinghan, choose a man, I will not betray him easily.
So Ling Yuefan, will you heal my pain and even give me another chance to love bravely?"
"I can, I swear." The heat and moisture in Ling Yuefan's eyes quickly surged up, and he suddenly leaned forward and hugged Mu Qinghan, burying his face in her neck.
He wanted to kiss her, but he was worried that he would scare the woman he regarded as his treasure. In the end, he just kissed her hair and whispered in her ear, "Ahan, believe me, I will treat you well and give it to you."
If you are happy, I will be more confident that you will fall in love with me in the future."
His breath was hot, and the lips that fell on her hair were moist and hot, yet so soft and light.
Some liquid dripped onto her skin.
Hot and heavy.
He is crying.
In the eyes of outsiders, a man who was stable and elegant but emotionally indifferent would shed tears for a woman like her, which actually did not surprise her.
Because she has known so clearly over the years that this man loves her so much that she is in pain and cannot extricate herself.
Or maybe somewhere she couldn't see, he had always loved her sadly and shed too many tears for her.
Mu Qinghan didn't feel how painful her heart was, but her tears rolled down uncontrollably. She hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her arms to hug him.
Tight.
She buried her face into his broad and warm chest and burst into tears. Too many tears wet his clothes, but like him, even her crying was silent.
After a while, the two of them calmed down.
Mu Qinghan still couldn't adapt. She broke away from Ling Yuefan's arms and leaned back on the bed. But this time her hand was always held tightly by Ling Yuefan. The warm and wide palm made her feel at ease, and she no longer pulled it out.
Let him push harder and harder.
She said softly: "Ling Yuefan, I still want to give you some time to think about it, and also give myself some time to recover..."
"I don't need to think about it anymore. The idea of marrying you has been swirling in my mind for more than 10 years. It has taken root and cannot be removed." Ling Yuefan interrupted Mu Qinghan.
His mood fluctuated greatly. He stared at Mu Qinghan closely, his voice was trembling and sarcastic, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Or do you feel pity for me, and you were moved to say that you wanted to marry me? But at this moment, you regretted it again.
Do you want to leave this excuse to treat me? Mu Qinghan, you can't be so heartless, I will not allow you to disappear into my world again."
