"..." He remained silent, the expression on his face not changing at all.
"You have to think carefully, if you don't drink today, I won't come here in the future."
"If you don't come, you won't come. You take the children and go." He finally spoke and stated his position directly.
Yang Qianyu's face changed slightly, she looked at him with a frown, she was silent for a while, then she smiled and said, "I thought you would use your current appearance to pretend to be pitiful with me and make me feel guilty, so that I can serve you hard and without complaint from now on -
Who would have thought that you would become depressed, give up on yourself, and let me go free..."
Her face was full of disbelief, and she paused and continued to mock: "It seems that his brain is indeed broken, and he is no longer like the Feng Moyan before."
"..." The man pursed his thin lips tightly and his face was tense, obviously forbearing.
"However, whether you are still the same Feng Moyan as before, since I took the trouble to cook the soup and bring it to you, you have to drink it obediently. At least, I have to establish a good image in front of the children, otherwise they will think that mother
He is a cold-blooded and ruthless person - even though my father has become like this, my mother doesn't even care."
After saying this deliberately and half-aggressively, she put the spoon to the man's lips again, and her tone became impatient, "You drink quickly, I don't have much time to accompany you."
Feng Moyan finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Since you don't want to come, no one is forcing you!"
"Didn't I tell you that you have to maintain a good image in front of the children?"
"Then you've delivered it and you can go."
The woman said lazily but forcefully: "That's not okay. If I don't watch you drink it with my own eyes, if you make someone drink it, wouldn't it be a waste of my efforts?"
"..." Feng Moyan held back again, his empty and unfocused eyes became sharp, "Do you think this kind of provocation will be useful to me?"
"Why should I provoke you? What does your good have to do with me?" she asked back calmly.
"..."
She kept up her efforts, "Feng Moyan, if you were not the father of my three children, do you think I would still come to see you now?"
"..." He was still silent, but his face had turned horribly cold.
"Besides, you all know how sorry you were for me in the past. Shouldn't you make up for it now? Cooperate with my performance and let the children feel that their mother has done her best and did not treat their father badly - this is your responsibility and obligation."
Yang Qianyu said everything that needed to be said, used threats and provocations, ran out of patience, and ordered angrily: "Drink!"
The man's thin lips pursed for a moment, as if he was aggrieved or surrendered. He remained in a stalemate for a few seconds and finally opened his mouth.
Yang Qianyu sneered in her heart and fed her the soup.
Because she was full of breath, her movements were not very gentle, as if she had been poured into it.
Feng Moyan couldn't see, and he didn't know how much soup she scooped in one spoonful. He was caught off guard and choked.
"Cough...cough cough——"
A sudden cough shook his injured body. He twitched and convulsed while coughing. His entire face quickly turned red, and pain filled the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
"How are you? Are you okay? Do you want to call the doctor?" Yang Qianyu was frightened and quickly put down the soup bowl. She was at a loss and did not dare to touch him, so she turned around and went to find the doctor.
When Feng Moyan heard her leaving, he quickly suppressed the pain and shouted: "Come back!"
The woman turned around, her face full of hesitation and nervousness, "You...are you really okay?"
The man lay down and gradually recovered, but he still coughed occasionally.
Seeing the sweat on his head and face, Yang Qianyu still couldn't bear it. She took the towel on the side and wiped him gently and carefully.
Feeling her gentle and delicate care, Feng Moyan felt inexplicably relieved.
I heard from Gong Beize that she had been back for some time, but she had never changed her mind - no matter how he showed his sincerity, she abandoned him like worn shoes and wanted to end the relationship.
So today's treatment can be considered a blessing in disguise.
"Are you... in pain?" Seeing that his brows had not relaxed for a while, Yang Qianyu put the towel back and asked in a low voice.
Feng Moyan didn't reply, but said sarcastically: "I don't think you came here to visit with good intentions, but rather you came here to seek revenge and murder."
"Ha! If I want to murder you, I won't save you!" Yang Qianyu picked up the soup bowl again, dropped these words, and brought the spoon to his mouth again.
This time, my movements were much gentler and more careful, like feeding a baby.
Feng Moyan drank the soup and looked at her, "Save me? What do you mean?"
Yang Qianyu didn't intend to say this at first, but when she saw that he was giving up on himself and his whole body was occupied by negative emotions, he felt that he should still say it.
"On the night you were rescued, the blood bank was in urgent need of type A blood. At that time, the doctor was fighting for time. If he was delayed for a second, he would be exhausted. Although your father's blood type is consistent with yours, his body cannot draw blood. It's me who draws blood.
I’ll give you three bags of blood, and wait until the blood center brings you some blood.”
Feng Moyan was stunned when he heard it. He put the spoon to his mouth and didn't move.
Yang Qianyu didn't urge you, but continued: "So, Feng Moyan, I think you saved your life. If you want to give up on yourself and live in chaos, you have to ask me if I agree."
The man said nothing, with a complicated look on his face.
The woman touched his lips with the spoon and motioned for him to continue drinking.
He opened his mouth, but instead of drinking the soup, he asked: "Don't you just want to leave me? Why did you save me?"
Yang Qianyu was angry when she heard this, "Just because I don't want to be with you doesn't mean I want you to die! In that case, anyone with a conscience would save her, right?"
After saying that, she became impatient again, "Do you want to drink? My arms are sore from lifting!"
Feng Moyan then opened his mouth and continued after drinking the soup: "So...your blood is flowing in my body now."
Yang Qianyu was afraid that he would think too much, so she said angrily: "There are still many people's blood flowing in your body."
"..." He was speechless.
The ward became quiet, except for the occasional sound of a spoon hitting a porcelain bowl.
The man who had been irritable for several days was like a tamed beast. He opened his mouth obediently and quickly drank the bowl of soup.
"Do you want more?"
He didn't say anything, but judging from his sexy rolling Adam's apple, it was obvious that he hadn't drunk enough.
Yang Qianyu's face showed an extremely contemptuous and speechless expression, and she turned around and poured out another bowl of soup.
Suddenly I realized that it was fine if he couldn't see.
In this way, she could roll her eyes at him fiercely, make faces, and show an expression of disgust and contempt - he couldn't see it anyway, haha!
Feed the second bowl of soup next.
The two of them haven't lived together peacefully like this for many years.
At this time, I could stare at his face without restraint, and my eyes silently traced his eyebrows, his face, his nose, his lips, and even the well-defined jawline.
The sunny and handsome face in my memory slowly merged with the mature and cold face in front of me.
She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, life was really unpredictable, who would have thought that Feng Moyan would be so miserable that he couldn't take care of himself.
In fact, she was so sarcastic just now, but deep down in her heart, she could understand him.
No one could accept such an earth-shaking change, let alone Feng Moyan, who was originally aloof and arrogant.
Alas...it's just that no matter what happens, life still has to go on.
Therefore, she still hopes that this person can cheer up soon.
No matter whether you can return to normal in the future, at least you should look like a normal person mentally and mentally.
After finishing the second bowl of soup, he had no intention of stopping.
But Yang Qianyu didn’t plan to continue feeding her.
"You have a special health, so you can't drink too much at one time. There is some left in the thermos bucket. When you want to drink it later, ask the nurse to heat it up and feed it to you." Seeing that he liked the soup, Yang Qianyu took the initiative and said
.
Feng Moyan said "hmm" in a very low voice, paused and asked again: "You... want to leave?"
Yang Qianyu observed his expression.
Obviously, he was reluctant to give up.
"Didn't you drive me away just now? My mission has been completed, so naturally I won't stay to bother you - oh, you can't see it now."
After saying this, she suddenly thought of something and inexplicably stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes.
Feng Moyan felt the air blowing across his cheek, and said in a strange tone: "What are you doing?"
"Let me verify if you really can't see it!"
"..." The man was obviously speechless, his face showing displeasure, "Shouldn't normal people avoid my painful areas on purpose? What do you mean by always being like this?"
"You also said you are a normal person, but I think you are not normal now."
"..." Feng Moyan was angry again.
Yang Qianyu picked up her bag and prepared to leave.
Seeing that he was angry, she lazily explained: "Don't worry, I'm not that perverted, deliberately adding salt to other people's wounds. I'm just worried that when you suddenly regain your sight, you will deliberately pretend to be blind to gain sympathy."
He was so shocked that his tone changed color, "I used to be this kind of person?"
"More than that! You were more rogue than this before!"
"..." The man was so angry that he secretly gritted his teeth and turned away, "You can leave."
"Don't worry, I don't want to stay any longer!"
Before she finished speaking, the woman turned and left.
Feng Moyan felt her leaving, and almost as soon as she turned around, he turned back quickly and moved his thin lips.
It seems like he wants to stay, but he doesn't dare to speak.
Immediately, obvious loss and depression appeared on his face.
But Yang Qianyu couldn't leave smoothly.
——Because, she opened the door panel, and standing outside was Xu Hong, who was about to open the door and come in.
When their eyes met, they were both shocked.
However, Yang Qianyu quickly returned to normal, her expression calm and indifferent, and she was ready to go out when people outside came in.
But Xu Hong didn't think so.
"What are you doing here again?" After being surprised, Xu Hong started to scold and ridicule, "After all the unpleasant words have been said, do you want to be shameless? Can't you let Mo Yan go?"
As soon as his mother's voice came, Feng Moyan immediately said: "Mom! I asked her to come!"
Xu Hong was followed by a servant, holding a thermos bucket in her hand.
Seeing her son's usual defense, she turned around and grabbed the thermos bucket to signal the servant to go out first. She glared at Yang Qianyu and said, "You are just a vixen! You have so fascinated Mo Yan that he doesn't even recognize his own mother!"
Yang Qianyu smiled and said, "What you said really flatters me. I am still so capable."
"You——" Xu Hong was too angry to answer the question.
Just then, Yang Qianyu's cell phone rang.
She answered the call and spoke English: "I'm in the hospital and I'm about to leave. Okay... I understand. See you later."
She spoke English, and there was no doubt it was Kane calling.
Over there on the hospital bed, Feng Moyan's face suddenly darkened.
But before he could speak, the woman at the door had already turned around and walked away while answering the phone, without even saying hello to them.
Xu Hong was so angry that she had a heart attack, but she had no choice but to close the door and carry the thermos bucket in.
As soon as she put the bucket down, she caught a glimpse of another thermos bucket on the bedside table. She immediately understood and without thinking, she picked up the thermos bucket and threw it into the trash can.
A "clang" sound startled Feng Moyan.
"Mom, what did you lose?"
"Throw away the trash."
"Did you lose the thermos bucket on the bedside table?"
Xu Hong looked back at her son, almost thinking that his eyesight had returned.
When his mother didn't speak, Feng Moyan knew that he had guessed correctly.
"When I picked it up, there was still soup in it."
"I brought it to you. Today's soup is made of fresh ingredients I bought at the market early in the morning and I cooked it myself."
"Pick it back, I want to drink the soup there." He turned his face towards his mother and repeated it without changing his tone.
Xu Hong was deadlocked, gritting her teeth secretly, her eyes filled with anger and heartache!
Why did she raise such a son!
The atmosphere in the ward was dull and stalemate.
Although Xu Hong was so angry that she almost shed tears, looking at her son's stiff and uncompromising face, she gritted her teeth and turned around, then picked up the discarded thermos bucket from the trash can.
Place it neatly on the bedside table.
"Mo Yan, your dad is so angry that he won't even come to see you today. Do you have to do this? How on earth did that woman attract you? You are so obsessed with her!"
Feng Moyan did not respond, but asked: "What is wrong with Qian Qian? Why are you so full of prejudice and hatred towards her?"
"She...doesn't she need a reason not to like someone?"
"Then if I like someone, what reason do I need?"
"..." Xu Hong was speechless.
"Besides... we still have three children."
When it came to the children, Xu Hong became even more angry, "You are like this now. The children are raised in her name. Does it still have anything to do with you?"
"The fact that she came to see me explains everything." If Qian Qian was as cruel and unfeeling as her parents said, she would have taken her children away long ago. Why wait until he wakes up?
Seeing that his mother was silent, Feng Moyan expressed his stance again: "Mom, except for her, I will never be involved with any other woman in this life. It doesn't matter if you don't accept it, I don't care if you accept it or not."
Xu Hong was so angry that she stamped her foot fiercely: "I should be like your father and treat you as dead! Why should I come here to make you angry?"
After saying this, he didn't bother to care whether his son ate or not, so he turned around and left angrily.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he was startled by the figure standing at the door.
Yang Qianyu was also stunned for a moment, and then explained sheepishly: "Well... I left a document behind. I'll come back to get it..."
Hearing her voice, Feng Moyan, who was on the hospital bed, suddenly turned his head, his eyes regained some sparkle.
Xu Hong looked at the woman in front of her, thinking that she must have heard what her son said just now, her face turned green and red, she pushed Yang Qianyu away and left angrily.