“How’s it going? Is the child okay?” Seeing Su Chen, she asked in a loud voice.
Su Chen pulled the mask down with a pleased face, “At ease, what the child needs most now is to rest and slowly recuperate from his injuries. Now you guys can go back and have a peaceful sleep.”
Hearing Su Chen say this, Zi Ge then breathed a long sigh of relief, and the heart hanging in the mouth of her throat didn’t finally fall down until this moment.
The child was pushed out, and because of the anesthesia, his whole body was unusually quiet, his long curly eyelashes hanging down, and in the light, he looked like a beautiful angel. Zige followed him, forcing herself to hold back tears.
For the rest of the day, Zi Ge stayed in the hospital with the child. Lan Yu Feng advised her to go back and rest, but she refused to do so. First, she was afraid that Tang Yaoyang’s men would come back; second, she was worried that Little Douzi would have no one to take care of her.
After all, Lan Yu Feng couldn’t argue with her, and only allowed her to sleep in the hospital with the child every night. Occasionally, she would go home, at most take a shower, hurriedly change her clothes and go back to the hospital.
The night is deep.
Lan Yu Feng finished the work at hand and it was already midnight when he arrived at the hospital. Pushing open the door of the hospital room, he was slightly stunned for a moment when he saw the scene inside.
The child was already lying on the bed asleep, she was just lying on the child’s bedside, her hand still tightly grasping the child’s small hand. Bedside, placed are all the child’s toys, all she brought from home today. In the ward, there is no monotonous coldness like other wards, but a lot more cozy.
“It’s fortunate that there’s a madam here, otherwise, the young master wouldn’t know how scared he’d be right now.” Yan Nan exclaimed behind him.
Lan Yu Feng didn’t make a sound, and his grip on the door handle tightened slightly. Yan Nan glanced at his expression and added, “Madam is really good to the young master. Her Ladyship is kind-hearted and treats him like her own son.”
He frowned, “You’re talking a lot today.”
Yan Nan hurriedly closed his mouth, “Sorry, sir. It’s just a feeling, this scene just looks too emotional.”
Lan Yu Feng looked at the ward again, his eyes deep.
“You go ahead, it’s been a busy few days, you’re off tomorrow, you don’t have to go to the office.”
“Yes, sir.” Yan Nan breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone’s nerves had been strained these past few days, and being able to rest was simply a blessing.
Only after Yan Nan left did Lan Yu Feng walk into the hospital room. The cane landed on the floor with a very soft sound, afraid of waking up the large and small children in the room. Going to the bedside, he first looked at the child, touched his sleeping little face, and kissed the child on the cheek before going around to the other side.
Leaning his cane against the edge of the bed, he simply hung his head and looked at her lying sideways on the bed. Breathing, even and shallow, even the air was permeated with a scent that if anything, took over his breath because she had just had a bath.
Long fingers, unable to help themselves, traced her cheek. When she frowned uneasily, his fingers paused and lifted her loose hair behind her white ear for her.
Under the closed lashes, there was a faint layer of dark circles under her eyes. During this time, it was Little Bean who was in pain, but she was the one who was working hard.
Heart, tightening. He bent his head and picked her up. She was light, light as if she weighed nothing.
Being hugged by him in this way, she slightly opened her eyes, Lan Yu Feng thought that she was waking up, but she closed her eyes again, her head slightly sideways, and burrowed into his arms.
hand, subconsciously grasping his shirt, looking dependent as a child.
Heart, a swing, there is something in the heart lake gently rattling, ripples. His expression softened so much that even he had no way of noticing it.
Carry her to another vacant hospital bed, to let go, full of warmth and softness, but let him hesitate. Bending his head, his gaze gazed deeply at the sleeping cheeks, lingering over her red lips …
Suddenly, overwhelmed with emotion, he lowered his head and kissed her heavily.
Zi Ge was still dreaming, his breath came to her nose, she was half asleep and half awake, and she did not struggle, she only raised her head to respond to him by her instincts.
The hair was scattered on the white pillow, and the winks were tantalizing.
Lan Yu Feng’s breathing became heavy all of a sudden. The memories of that night in the hotel came rushing in like a tidal wave, his body tensed up abnormally tight, and his lower body immediately reacted. He kissed heavier.
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Zige was finally awake a bit at this time. Opening her eyes, the hard look of his desire made her heart skip a beat.
“Lan Yu Feng …,” she called his name lowly, her soft voice, trembling with bath-hope under his hot, wet kisses.
“Uh…” he answered through his nose, his sexy voice falling on her ear, his breathing ragged, “Wake you up?”
Despite the question, he didn’t feel the least bit guilty, much less about stopping.
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Zi Ge was so shocked that she drew back a breath, her eyes so moist that they could almost soak up water.
Can she not wake up when he does that? I can’t believe he’s asking as if it’s nothing.
Not waiting for her to think, his kisses were hotter and more fervent. Like a dragnet, it fell densely onto her lips. Zi Ge couldn’t hold back, subconsciously trying to push him, but he backhanded her, and her hands were pressed above her head.
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No can do!
This is a hospital. Besides, the baby’s right next to it.
“Lan Yu Feng …” she whispered his name, twisting her body.
He grunted, lifting his head from her hair. Eyes burned with the light of a beast. In the quiet of the hospital room, his breath was alarming. A heart seemed to pop out of Zige’s throat, only to feel his eyes burning like a flame.
“Little Bean is right next to …” Five fingers curled together, his hands covered in a fine, thin sweat.
Lan Yu Feng watched her for a long time, his eyes deep and mesmerizing. Finally, little by little, loosened her wrist, and then, ambled up. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, his face is still not dispersed ** and repressed, that misty haze of love tide will be that face set more and more seductive.
Zi Ge’s heart shook and she sat up, hurriedly pulling her clothes neatly. Occasionally, Lan Yu Feng’s hazy vision swept over, and she breathed slightly, her mouth dry with nervousness.
“I’ll have someone take you back to rest.” Opening his mouth again, his tone, was already calm and unruffled. It was as if all the tides of affection from just now had receded, and only his slightly tensed muscles highlighted everything.
“Don’t.” Zige shook her head lightly and glanced at him, then hurriedly darted her eyes away again. Falling her attention on the child, “I’m going to stay here with him. He’s been waking up and sleeping for the past two days, and I haven’t even talked to him properly.”
She had to have the child see her as soon as she woke up and opened her eyes. That way the little bean would be at ease and not afraid.
“I’ll stay with him.” He doubted that she was physically up to it.
“No need. Rather, it’s you, hurry back and rest, every day is busy.” Zige looked at him and urged.
“I’ll stay tonight and take a day off tomorrow.”
“By the way, have you gotten better? Got your gauze and medicine changed on time every day, right?”
Lan Yu Feng gave her a look of deep meaning, “I thought you had forgotten about it.”
These days her attention was all on Little Bean here, even when he stayed with her in the hospital room, her mind couldn’t care about him.
“Of course not.” Zige answered rightfully, reaching out to roll his sleeve before she touched his skin, and the hot temperature suddenly reminded her of what had just happened. Blushing, her hand trembled slightly, and she pursed her lips before saying, “Let me take a look.”
“Uh-huh.” He was a lot more forthcoming than she was.
Rolling up his sleeves, the gauze was wrapped professionally. Zige laughed a little, “Su Chen bandaged it for you?”
“Uh-huh.” It’s not like she’s available.
Ziggy touched her index finger tentatively on it and looked up at him, “Does it still hurt?”
The pity in those eyes made him go deeper.
“It doesn’t hurt.”
Ziggy glanced at him, “I don’t believe you.”
“Why?”
“You’re most used to talking tough. Just like the leg pain, you also say it doesn’t hurt as usual.” Zi Ge glanced at his leg and suddenly remembered something, pursed her lips and changed the topic, “That day, I heard the nurse who had been taking care of you before mention your leg …”
Lan Yu Feng’s figure stiffened slightly and drew back his hand without making a sound.
Of course Zige could see his sensitivity. She didn’t want to be nosy, but yet, she always felt that there was a scar on his heart that tormented him from time to time and made him suffer.
I don’t want to deliberately open his scars, but how can I untie the knot in my heart if I don’t say it out loud?
“You still have a bullet in your knee, now, don’t you?” Finally, the question was asked.
Lan Yu Feng’s eyes deepened a bit and his thin lips pursed into a zigzag pattern. He didn’t reply, just staring at the pale wall in front of him.
Looking at the lines of his side that had become cold, Zige continued undeterred, “Lan Yu Feng, why are you never willing to face up to your problems? I heard the nurse say that your leg just needs to have the bullet removed …”
“After all that, what do you want to know?” The words were abruptly interrupted by him. He turned his face and looked at her, his eyes cold and sharp.
Zi Ge froze for a split second and returned to her senses, her clear eyes looking back at him, “Don’t look at me like that, I don’t mean any harm by saying so much.”
His demeanor remained the same, without the slightest reprieve.
Zige sighed softly, “Lan Yu Feng, take the bullet out and your leg will get better. Why bother letting it stay in there and torment you at all times?”
“Because … it will make me remember how much it hurt back then.”
His answer, Zi Ge is not surprised. But … what kind of pain could it be that makes him so unable to let go to this day?
“It’s all in the past, and it’s only you who can’t let go of it if you hold on to it like that.”
Her persuasion was completely meaningless to him. Humming and laughing, he looked into her eyes with a smirk in his eyes, “Guess who shot this bullet in …”
Obviously smiling, yet, it made Zige inexplicably feel surprisingly cold.
She shook her head.
He grunted, and there was a coldness in his features that he had never seen before, “It’s my mom, she’s trying to kill me.”
His answer caused Zige to jolt, covering her lips in disbelief and staring at him closely.