But even though she said this, there was still pain in her dark eyes.

And her pain seemed to have infected her, and she suddenly hugged him.

Even she herself was surprised by the sudden action.

If it were before, I was afraid she would never have thought that she would hug Ye Wenming again.

But now, she really hugged him!

Is it guilt? Is it heartache? Or...what else?

"Ye Wenming, it's really enough... You don't need to blame yourself, do you know? When these bloods are sent back to your body, I'm even very glad that there are these bloods. If not, if you really have any accidents, then I..." Her voice swallowed even more, and she couldn't continue, "Fortunately, you got off the operating table safely."

Ye Wenming was stunned, her nose was filled with her breath.

She was holding him...How long has it been since she hadn't held him proactively?

It was vaguely, as if a long time ago, when she loved him, she would always hold him actively, and then act coquettishly and ask him to love her more and more.

At that time, what she said was - "Not enough, I want you to love me more, Wen Ming, I am a very greedy woman. If you can't give me a lot of love, then I will definitely feel that it will never be enough."

But now, what she said was "Enough, really enough!"

Ye Wenming closed his eyes, opened his arms, and gently hugged the person in front of him, fearing that this hug was just his fantasy, and that this hug had never existed.

Zhuo Qianyun's body froze slightly, but she did not push Ye Wenming away, but continued to say softly, "You have done a lot for me. If I was afraid of you before and didn't believe you, then... I'm gone now. I know that no matter what danger I and the children are in, you will definitely save us with your own lives!"

As she watched him lying on the operating table, all her thoughts were left with hope that he would be safe!

It was also today that she realized that she would feel sorry for this man.

After a while, Ye Wenming's hoarse voice came in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Yes, no longer afraid." She murmured, she was afraid that he would suffer more injuries.

"Qianyun...Qianyun..." He kept murmuring, his face buried in her chest, his voice so hoarse.

Even now, every word he says will touch his wounds, but he still can't help but mutter her name.

It's like this name has been pressing on his heart for too long...

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When Zhuo Qianyun woke up, she was lying on Ye Wenming's hospital bed.

This made her feel embarrassed.

Although Ye Wenming's ward is a VIP ward, the bed inside is larger than an ordinary ward, and even if two people lie on it, there is still room for them to go, but it is still awkward.

What's even more embarrassing is that when she opened her eyes, she met Ye Wenming's eyes in front of her.
Chapter completed!