Chapter 1277 How can you be willing to die without a wife and children
"I understand." Chu Qingxue nodded, her expression dull, as if she hadn't recovered from the shock.
She walked to the bed and sat on a chair, curling her legs together. She stared at Sheng Yanxuan, tears flowing from the corners of her eyes.
"Sheng Yanxuan, wake up quickly, I was wrong. I shouldn't have hidden anything from you, I shouldn't have gone home so late..." Chu Qingxue held Sheng Yanxuan's hand, her hand trembling. Sheng Yanxuan's hand
It was so cold that Chu Qingxue almost thought Sheng Yanxuan was dead.
Her mind suddenly flashed back to when she first married Sheng Yanxuan, Sheng Yanxuan held her hand and said with a smile, "I love you."
Chu Qingxue was stunned for a moment, then she lowered her eyelids and said, "I love you too."
"You must get better, I beg you."
Chu Qingxue lay on Sheng Yanxuan's chest and cried silently, her tears soaking the clothes on his chest.
The old housekeeper couldn't help but wipe his tears when he saw this scene.
Chu Qingxue stayed in front of the hospital bed all night without closing her eyes. It was the first time she saw how lonely and scary the hospital was at night, especially late at night. Except for the ticking sound of instruments, there was no other sound in the ward.
Chu Qingxue's eyelids gradually became heavy, and she fell asleep lying on Sheng Yanxuan's pillow, but her eyebrows were always furrowed, as if she had a nightmare.
In the middle of the night, Sheng Yanxuan gradually regained consciousness and felt the soft body in his arms.
This was the smell that belonged to Chu Qingxue. The familiar fragrance penetrated the tip of his nose. His breathing suddenly became rapid, and something in his chest exploded instantly.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and his gaze fell on Chu Qingxue's face.
Her face was pale, with two lines of clear tears hanging from her eyes. She pursed her lips tightly, looking very painful. Her forehead rested on Sheng Yanxuan's chest, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.
When Sheng Yanxuan saw this scene, his heart suddenly contracted. His woman was actually so sad because he was sick!
Sheng Yanxuan reached out and caressed her face. His fingers caressed Chu Qingxue's smooth and delicate face. He said softly: "How can I be willing to leave you?"
Sheng Yanxuan supported her body and picked up Chu Qingxue and placed her on the hospital bed.
His body was too weak. He was out of breath after just holding Chu Qingxue for a while. There were many beads of sweat on his face. Looking at Chu Qingxue, he said softly: "Good night."
Sheng Yanxuan held Chu Qingxue in his arms and smelled the faint fragrance coming from Chu Qingxue's hair. He felt particularly happy, and the corners of his lips showed a trace of satisfaction.
With the comfort brought by Chu Qingxue, he felt that this pain was nothing. Anyway, as long as Chu Qingxue could stay with him, it was worth it.
Noon on the second day.
Chu Qingxue smacked her lips in her sleep, and she was still a little dazed when she opened her eyes.
Yesterday's nightmare was like being in another world. She saw Sheng Yanxuan lying on the bed covered in blood, but she was helpless.
She wanted to get closer, but she didn't dare. She was afraid that all this was true, and that Sheng Yanxuan was really dead.
Fortunately, it was all a dream. When she woke up, her whole body was soaked with sweat. She stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears on her face and looked at the time. It was already 11 noon.
She didn't expect that she slept so late, and now her mind was still confused. She rubbed her eyes and sat up. She touched the soft quilt and scratched it in confusion.
Didn't she sleep on her stomach last night?
Why are you lying on the bed now?
Chu Qingxue's eyes widened in shock, and she turned her head stiffly to look at the people around her. She looked at Sheng Yanxuan blankly. At this moment, his eyes were still closed, his face was handsome and flawless, and he looked no different from usual.
How could Sheng Yanxuan, a patient, carry her to bed...
Moreover, he must have been in a coma for a whole night. She actually doubted for a moment whether it was him.
Chu Qingxue felt a little ashamed and blamed herself for thinking of a patient like this.
She coughed a few times in embarrassment to hide her abnormality. She had to get down before the doctor came.
Chu Qingxue was afraid of touching the needle in Sheng Yanxuan's hand, so she was very cautious in every move she made.
She quietly lifted the quilt and moved slowly to the edge of the bed. Just as she was about to get out of bed, she heard Sheng Yanxuan groaning in pain behind her.
This shout made Chu Qingxue's heart beat wildly. She immediately turned around to look at Sheng Yanxuan, only to find that he was frowning, as if in extreme pain, and his face was pale.
When Chu Qingxue saw this scene, she quickly went over to check Sheng Yanxuan's injuries.
The bandage on the back of Sheng Yanxuan's head had long been stained red with blood and sweat, and looked a bit ferocious.
Sheng Yanxuan frowned and groaned, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
Chu Qingxue looked up at his expression and found that his brows were getting tighter and tighter, and he was suffering from great pain.
She suddenly panicked and wanted to reach out and press the nurse's bell, but the next second her hand was caught by Sheng Yanxuan's hand. Sheng Yanxuan's palm was broad and warm, and a wave of heat surged in her heart.
Chu Qingxue saw Sheng Yanxuan open his eyes. His eyes were as dark as ink, and his eyes were locked on her.
"Sheng Yanxuan, you're awake." Chu Qingxue's voice became more choked up, and tears instantly burst into her eyes. The grievances and worries she felt last night now turned into tears and fell down.
Chu Qingxue's crying made Sheng Yanxuan's heart twitch. He stretched out his hand to wipe the tears on Chu Qingxue's cheeks. His tone was full of doting, "Fool, don't cry."
"Why did you wake up so late! Do you know how worried I am about you?" Chu Qingxue sobbed and wiped her tears carelessly with the back of her hand.
Sheng Yanxuan smiled lowly, with a hint of hoarseness in his voice, "I had a dream. I dreamed that I was dead."
Chu Qingxue gritted her teeth, her eyes turned red, "You won't die!" Her eye circles were sore, and she blinked her eyes hard to hold back the tears, "Even the Palace of Hell will not accept you with such an emperor's appearance.
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Sheng Yanxuan laughed and said: "I haven't married a wife and have children, so how can I be willing to die?"
When Sheng Yanxuan said this, he stared at Chu Qingxue with tenderness and sweetness in his eyes.
His eyes were shining with brilliance, and his expression was high, as if he was back to the man who dominated the shopping mall, but he had a sense of the vicissitudes of time.
Chu Qingxue was a little surprised when she saw the unreadable look in Sheng Yanxuan's eyes. Did Sheng Yanxuan's words imply to her that he wanted to get married and have children?
Do you have someone you like?
She suddenly thought of the man who had saved her. Although that man always had a stern face, she could see his concern for her in his eyes. They had known each other for so long, and she had never seen her before.
This man likes that woman...
Now he suddenly talked about getting married and having children. Sure enough, in the end she couldn't stay with Sheng Yanxuan forever.