Lu Yuchen stood by the hospital bed, looking at the little woman who was still in a coma.
Tang Xinluo's petite face was as pale as paper, her delicate and charming eyes were always closed tightly, she looked lifeless, as fragile as if she could break at the touch of a finger.
Looking at her like this, for the first time, he had the illusion of being afraid of losing.
I couldn't help reaching out, gently covering her eyebrows, along her eyebrows all the way down, past the small and upright nose, and finally stopped on her soft cherry lips.
The rough thumb rubbed lightly, and after a while, he realized his gaffe.
Withdrawing his hand abruptly, Lu Yuchen looked at the woman on the bed with a complicated expression.
He suddenly couldn't understand his own heart.
But even if he couldn't figure it out, before he could react, his body had been treating her unconsciously.
Sitting by the hospital bed, the image of her crying in his arms before she passed out repeatedly flashed in her mind.
She was so squeamish, so thin...and bled so much.
Lu Yuchen's breathing became heavier, and his slender and powerful hand unconsciously held the small hand hanging by her side.
He bent down, leaned against the bed, held her petite palms in his palms, and pressed them against his forehead.
"Tang Xinluo...you'll be fine...I won't allow you to be in trouble."
The deep and hoarse voice, accompanied by the beeping of instruments, lingered for a long time.
On the hospital bed, Tang Xinluo's eyelids trembled slightly.
I don't know how long she slept, but when Tang Xinluo woke up again, the pain in her lower abdomen that was enough to make her pass out had completely disappeared.
The moment she opened her eyes, she thought she had an illusion.
After she blinked a few times and confirmed several times, she was sure that she was not mistaken.
The moment she opened her eyes, a delicate face full of tiredness slowly magnified in front of her eyes.
Looking at the man sleeping beside her bed, Tang Xinluo was stunned for two seconds, then couldn't help muttering: "Lu Yuchen, why is he sleeping here?"
The man seemed to be awakened by her whisper, his brows were slightly frowned, and he opened his eyes.
Tang Xinluo watched Lu Yuchen frowned, watched him open his eyes, and watched him cast a sharp glance at her.
She suddenly thought of what Butler Meng had said. When Lu Yuchen naturally woke up, he had "wake-up cuteness", but when someone disturbed his sleep, he would have "wake-up mood".
Needless to say, she accidentally woke up Lu Yuchen with that cold and sharp slash just now.
"That... I didn't mean it, I didn't expect you to sleep here." Tang Xinluo naturally wanted to explain, but Lu Yuchen didn't listen to her at all.
After he found out that Tang Xinluo had woken up, he naturally approached her.
Avoiding the wound on her forehead, he put his big warm palm on her forehead, as if feeling that the palm of his hand was not enough to measure the temperature, he pressed his forehead again.
The sudden approach of the male body made Tang Xinluo feel her heart skip a beat. She didn't dare to move, so she could only obediently lie on the bed and let him "do whatever he wanted".
It wasn't until he suddenly got up and left that she calmed down.
As a result, he went out for less than thirty seconds before turning back.
"I'll ask my family to bring you some porridge. You can't eat too greasy food just after waking up." He said while gently holding her hand.
"You had a fever in the middle of the night last night, but it's gone now. You haven't eaten for two days. Drink some porridge to fill your stomach later, and I'll ask the doctor to give you a comprehensive examination."
Lu Yuchen didn't treat her badly usually, but it was rare for him to be as kind and gentle as he is now.
Tang Xinluo was coaxed into a daze by him, unable to recover for a long while.
In the eyes of men, she looks so stupid, like a little beast being bullied, making people want to ravage~lin.
Seeing this, Lu Yuchen stretched out his hand to lift her delicate chin.
"Tang Xinluo..."
"Huh?" She raised her eyes, her peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, with a hint of confusion.
Lu Yuchen's voice became hoarse again, "What should I do, I seem to... suddenly miss you."
Tang Xinluo: "..."