Chu Yun needs rest.

Kong Zhu drove everyone away very decisively.

They had soldiers from the Dragon Camp, leaders of Mingzhu, and rescued hostages who insisted on leaving.

But after Su Mingyue came, they had no reason to stay.

Su Mingyue's performance is also convincing enough.

This is a woman with great temperament, and she is also a beauty who is charming in the country.

In the fantasy of everyone, only such a woman is worthy of the savior tonight, Chu Yun.

The corridor has benches.

Su Mingyue sat down slowly and leaned weakly on the back of the chair.

Professor Ye only told her the address, but she was not aware of how much the injury was and whether she could survive it.

Until now, her hanging heart had just settled down.

"Sister-in-law. I'm sorry."

Kong Zhu sat beside her, his voice softer.

There was an outsider just now, so she couldn't favoritism and could not recognize each other.

"Why?" Su Mingyue raised her eyes and looked at Kong Zhu.

"I asked him to come out of the mountain." Kong Zhu frowned. "He has retired, so there is no need to take risks anymore."

Thinking of Chu Yun breaking into the Great Hall alone, burying him in the fire with nearly a hundred hostages, and the scene of being brutally abused by ****.

At this moment, Kong Zhu still couldn't calm down. His limbs were shaking and his heart was rolling like waves.

"Didn't you say it?" Su Mingyue pursed her lips. "He is doing the right thing."

"We should have done this." Kong Zhu exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"I think he should be more suitable for doing this than you. Is it right?" Su Mingyue didn't blame him.

But revealed the truth.

If it weren't for the more suitable, how could Kong Zhu invite Chu Yun out of the mountain?

Kong Zhu was silent.

After a long time, she looked up at Su Mingyue and looked grateful: "Sister-in-law. You are an excellent wife and a woman worthy of admiration."

"I'm not competent." Su Mingyue shook her head, but her eyes showed a sense of perseverance. "But I will work hard."

Half an hour later, Kong Zhu stood up and saluted Su Mingyue and said, "Sister-in-law. On behalf of Mingzhu City, I would like to pay tribute to you."

Without her unconditional support, Chu Yun might not be able to come out.

And when Chu Yun was in a desperate situation and was in a sea of ​​fire.

The most tortured woman is the woman who remains calm from beginning to end.

Every inch of her skin was tight.

Under her seemingly calm face, there were waves.

But she didn't show it.

She didn't want to put pressure on anyone, making her feel guilty and ashamed.

Kong Zhu knew it well and was pleased that the iron-blooded soldier in the ward who had devoted himself to the country for many years finally found a gentle harbor.

"I can't afford it." Su Mingyue stood up and said. "He just did what he wanted to do."

Kong Zhun was speechless.

Although Chu Yun was seriously injured, his life characteristics were obvious.

After being pushed out of the operating room, Chu Yun did not enter the iCu. This was left to the enemy and he didn't like it.

After receiving the doctor's permission, Su Mingyue pushed open the door.

But when she sat by the bed and saw Chu Yun's almost disaster-like face, her originally calm eyes collapsed instantly.

Dry, rosy, tears rolling in my eyes.

She tried her best to control her, but tears still rolled down stubbornly.

The lights in the room were very dim. Chu Yun opened his eyes and saw Su Mingyue crying at first glance.

"Are you crying for me?" Chu Yun's voice was hoarse and extremely tired.

Because of scars on his face, even his mouth was swollen.

So the words are a little vague and a little drooling.

"yes."

Su Mingyue wiped off her tears and looked straight at Chu Yun stubbornly: "Does it hurt?"

"Heart distress." Chu Yun sighed. "I must be very ugly now."

"You are not good-looking at all." Su Mingyue was very frank.

Sometimes being too honest is also a disadvantage. Speaking harshly and hurtful.

"Doesn't that prove that there is something wrong with your aesthetic?"

Su Xiaoxiao summarized it.

The most diligent thing about her violent brother-in-law is her broken mouth.

So even if he was injured and unable to move, his mouth was still sharp.

"I never care about the appearance." Su Mingyue's hazy eyes were filled with tears.

"Then you really made the wrong plan." Chu Yun sighed. "My pocket is ugly than my face."

"I will support you." Su Mingyue was as firm, generous and broad-minded as always.

"Don't keep talking about this shit." Chu Yun frowned. "I am the son-in-law of your old Su family. Isn't it natural for you to raise me? What's there to show off?"

Su Mingyue was silent.

Just stared at Chu Yun deeply.

"Can you have some eyesight?" Chu Yun wanted to move.

But he couldn't move.

Su Mingyue understood it.

She stretched out her hand and gently held Chu Yun's big hand wrapped in gauze.

"I'm sorry." Chu Yun said softly.

"Why?" Su Mingyue asked.

"I almost couldn't get through it." Chu Yun took a breath of air conditioning. "I almost made you a widow."

Tonight, he has made plans for the worst.

After entering the Great Hall, he never thought of coming out alive.

"I'm unlikely to be buried with you." Su Mingyue held Chu Yun's palm. "But she will be a widow for you."

"You've passed the test." Chu Yun blinked.

At this moment, the most flexible ones on his body were counting these eyes.

"How is the family?" Chu Yun asked casually.

"Everything is good." Su Mingyue said.

Chu Yun nodded.

As soon as the medicine passed, he was weak all over. He had a few words of energy and chatted, but he felt dizzy.

I couldn't help but close my eyes.

"Go to sleep."

Su Mingyue whispered: "I won't leave."

Although Chu Yun closed his eyes, he was still irritable: "What's the point of I want you tonight?"

Su Mingyue didn't say anything.

She knew that Chu Yun needed rest and plenty of sleep.

Su Mingyue, sitting by the bed, stared silently at Chu Yun.

His face was beaten to a swelling face, and he became a pig's head.

He has countless strange shortcomings.

But her heart became much softer because of him.
To be continued...