Chu Tingxiao's ward is on the top floor of the hospital.

In order to ensure safety, Zhu Wu specially sent more than a dozen bodyguards.

These bodyguards take turns in the corridor for twenty-four hours.

Qin Muxue stayed in the ward to take care of Chu Tingxiao.

After Chu Tingxiao's surgery, a layer of gauze was covered with his back, and the doctor repeatedly told him not to let Qin Muxue open it.

She looked at the blood seeping out of the gauze, thinking about Chu Tingxiao's desperate attempt to save herself on the main rostrum today, and Qin Muxue felt particularly uncomfortable.

Qin Muxue held Chu Tingxiao's hand, gently pressed the back of his hand against his cheek, and slid it slightly twice.

Snow-white fingers stroked Chu Tingxiao's side face.

His clear jawline fluctuated slightly due to his breathing.

"Chu Tingxiao." Qin Muxue's voice was filled with a crying voice, "You must not have something to do. If you have something to do, I will definitely not forgive you."

The person on the bed did not respond, but his chest was undulating and his mouth responded to Qin Muxue.

Seeing this situation, Qin Muxue felt increasingly uncomfortable.

Her eyes were red and tears rolled in her eyes.

Pick.

A tear dripped down her cheeks.

Qin Muxue raised her head, gently wiped away the tears from her face, and looked at Chu Tingxiao again: "I'm talking to you, have you heard it?"

Qin Muxue's voice became more and more sad.

"You just confessed to me, and I haven't promised you yet. You can't have any trouble. Otherwise, I will never tell you my answer."

"Nan Nan and Chuan Chuan just had a father, and they were happy, you can't leave them behind."

Qin Muxue kept talking, but Chu Xiaoting on the bed was still unresponsive.

After a while, Qin Muxue was a little tired and finally fell asleep in a drowsy way.

The person on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

His bright eyes looked at Qin Muxue steadily, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and showed a calm smile.

Chu Xiaoting gently pinned the broken hair in Qin Muxue's ear behind her ear with heartache, and whispered: "I knew you had mine in your heart."

As he said that, Chu Tingxiao held Qin Muxue's hand and left a kiss on the back of her fair hand.

the next day.

Early in the morning, Qin Muxue heard rustling voices coming from outside.

She sat up suddenly.

Then I realized that I was lying on the bed at some point.

Memories whistle.

Qin Muxue immediately turned her head away.

Seeing Chu Tingxiao lying from the hospital bed, her heart hanging high finally calmed down.

The ward door opens.

Zhu Wu walked in with breakfast.

"Miss Qin is awake."

Qin Muxue covered her face with both hands and gently rubbed her cheeks.

She couldn't remember how she slept in bed.

After pausing for a while, Qin Muxue looked at Zhu Wu in confusion: "When did I sleep here?"

Zhu Wu was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked at Chu Tingxiao on the hospital bed.

After a while of silence, Zhu Wu smiled and said, "Miss Qin forgot? Last night you stayed until the second half of the night. I was so sleepy that I went to bed by myself."

"Is that true?" Qin Muxue rubbed her painful eyebrows. She didn't know anything about Zhu Wu's words.

"Miss Qin, I bought breakfast, you can eat some."

Zhu Wu said, pointing to the things on the table, deliberately changing the topic.

Qin Muxue looked at those exquisite breakfasts, but she had no appetite.

She leaned over to Chu Tingxiao's bed, looked at the person who was still sleeping on the bed, and asked in a low voice: "Did the doctor say it? When will he wake up?"

Zhu Wu looked cramped, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, trying to speak, but the sound came to his mouth but he swallowed it back.

Qin Muxue looked at Zhu Wu in confusion.

The latter immediately turned his back: "Miss Qin, you should eat a little."

Seeing Zhu Wu's strange look, Qin Muxue grabbed his arm and asked nervously: "Is Chu Tingxiao's condition not very good?"

"No, no, no."

"What's going on?"

Qin Muxue was still asking questions, but heard a weak cough coming from the hospital bed.

Her back froze and paused for a long time before slowly turning her head away.

Chu Tingxiao slowly opened his eyes, and there was no trace of blood on his pale face.

"Chu Tingxiao."

Qin Muxue hurried forward.

She looked at Chu Tingxiao, her mouth twitched twice, and finally she smiled.

"You're finally awake."

Qin Muxue said, but tears couldn't help but fall.

Chu Tingxiao struggled to raise his hand, his fingertips gently fell on Qin Muxue's face, wiped the tears on her face, and whispered: "Why are you crying? Am I fine?"

Qin Muxue nodded repeatedly.

"You have been staying here?" Chu Tingxiao asked in a low voice.

"I didn't leave a single step. I'll go to see a doctor now."

Qin Muxue said as she turned around and wanted to leave.

Chu Tingxiao hurriedly grabbed her arm.

He looked at Qin Muxue like a spoiled child, and after a while he whispered: "Let Zhu Wu go. I want to talk to you."

As he said that, Chu Tingxiao took advantage of Qin Muxue's unpreparedness and looked at Zhu Wu.

His eyes were completely gone when he looked at Zhu Wu, and his eyes were filled with coldness.

Zhu Wu shivered and said intimately: The sucker, he apologized to Qin Muxue: "Yes, yes, yes, I'll go."

After saying that, Zhu Wu had already trotted away from the ward and disappeared in a flash.

Only Qin Muxue and Chu Tingxiao were left in the ward.

Chu Tingxiao held Qin Muxue's hand tightly, and his eager eyes kept staring at Qin Muxue.

His appearance made Qin Muxue a little at a loss and at a loss.

"You... are you still uncomfortable?" Qin Muxue asked in a low voice.

She subconsciously dodged to the side for a while and pulled out the hand that Chu Tingxiao held.

His hands were instantly empty, and Chu Tingxiao lowered his head and stared at Qin Muxue's hand that he had withdrawn.

After a while, Chu Tingxiao suddenly bent, his sword eyebrows frowned, his eyes full of pain.

Seeing this, Qin Muxue hurriedly supported Chu Tingxiao's body and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Is the wound hurting again?"

Chu Tingxiao took the opportunity and hugged Qin Muxue.

Her slender waist was full of hands, and when Chu Tingxiao held her, she fell into his arms.

At the beginning, Qin Muxue could still struggle a few times.

But every time she moved, she heard Chu Tingxiao's moans heavier, and there was a bit of sorrow in her voice: "It hurts."

Helplessly, Qin Muxue had to give up struggling and let Chu Tingxiao hold him.

"Yesterday, I was really worried that the dagger would pierce you."

Chu Tingxiao said slowly.

Hearing this, Qin Muxue's back froze.

She was silent for a moment, and her hand, which was lifted in the air, finally landed on Chu Tingxiao's back, rubbing it slightly twice.

"Why do you want to pounce on it? Are you not afraid of hurting yourself?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Tingxiao stood up and looked up at Qin Muxue with his head: "As long as you are not injured, I will feel at ease."
Chapter completed!