Jun Mohan sat beside the bed, with an ethereal and charming aura. He looked at Feng Sujin, his eyes were dark and deep, as if something was surging inside.
After a while, he sighed softly and murmured in a low voice: "Ajin, I'm sorry."
The sound is like the sound of an ancient piano, long and distant.
As he spoke, he stretched out his slender jade-like fingers to tidy up Feng Sujin's hair, gently, as if dealing with a fragile doll.
His fingers slowly moved down and slid across Feng Sujin's cheek.
Her cheeks that were once warm were now cold to the touch, and her face was extremely pale.
Feng Sujin, who is so fragile and unconscious, actually makes people feel pity for her.
Jun Mohan picked up Feng Sujin's hand, placed it in his palm and held it gently.
In fact, he wanted to let her go, but it was also her outburst and her stubbornness that made him decide not to let go.
It's just that this time she was injured and on the line between life and death, which forced him to re-examine some things.
Some things must be thought and decided with reason.
Just when Jun Mohan put down Feng Sujin's hand and was about to stand up and leave, Feng Sujin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she slowly woke up.
As soon as she woke up, she saw Jun Mohan. She said in a daze and uncertainty, "Mo Han?"
The aura on Jun Mohan's body changed at this moment. He looked at Feng Sujin in surprise, "Ajin?"
When Feng Sujin heard Jun Mohan's voice, she slowly came back to her senses and thought of the last thing in her memory.
She stretched out her hand to grab Jun Mohan's swing, but the slightest movement caused severe pain all over her body.
"Well… "
Feng Sujin felt a twitching pain all over her body, her face turned paler in an instant, and she shed a small amount of sweat.
Jun Mohan couldn't help but feel pain in his heart. He quickly leaned forward and pressed down on Feng Sujin, "Don't move. You are injured. What do you want to do? Just tell me and I will do it."
Feng Sujin actually had some difficulty speaking. The wound on her body was too deep. She finally came back after first aid. The anesthetic had long since worn off. When she woke up, it hurt even if she moved.
Feng Sujin blinked and seemed to want to speak.
Jun Mohan lowered his head slightly, letting Feng Sujin lean into his ear and speak.
"Mo Han, I dreamed about you. I dreamed that you were gone."
When she said this, Feng Sujin's voice trembled slightly, as if she was afraid of something.
When she was desperate many times, he gave her the opportunity to rely on him, but if she really relied on him, she would be afraid of being left behind.
Jun Mohan's body trembled, knowing that he had left a shadow on her last time.
But this time, he did have this consideration.
But seeing her like this, Jun Mohan couldn't say anything else. He wiped the sweat from her forehead with his fingers and said softly: "That was just a dream, I won't leave."
After hearing these words, Feng Sujin smiled slightly, and after a while, she closed her eyes.
Feng Sujin closed her eyes at this moment, and there was really a shocking visual impact.
Jun Mohan's heart suddenly trembled, and he quickly called the doctors to examine Feng Sujin.
"It's a bit incredible that she can wake up at this time. Her strength has not yet recovered and she needs to be nursed back to health. As for when she will wake up again, I can't say exactly.
You also know that the knife wound was very serious, and she lost so much blood, it is really not easy to save her life... "
Listening to Qiu Wenzheng's words, Jun Mohan's face became even colder.
Seeing him like this, Qiu Wenzheng didn't say anything else, fearing that he might not be able to bear it for a while.
The news of Feng Sujin's injury was actually blocked by Jun Mohan immediately, but there were too many people watching on both sides of the street at that time, and the gossip spread among some people.