Su Mozheng was stunned by his yelling, and she looked up straight at his handsome face that was slightly red. It was the first time she saw him lose his temper, and his eyes were extremely serious, as if she was a disobedient child in his family.
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"Su Mozheng, how do you take care of yourself?" The latter sighed slightly, and in his warm and clear eyes, there was a fleeting feeling of pity, which was too fast for her to notice.
"You are hungry, I will cook porridge for you." He stood up, saw her frowning expression, and couldn't help but sigh again, "You have been in a coma for a day and a night. You are not suitable for eating greasy food. Plain porridge is more suitable for you.
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Just as she was about to sit up, his big palm pressed down on her shoulder, followed by his irresistible command, "Lie down!"
His voice was a bit loud, and she shrank subconsciously when she was yelled at, "I, I just want to say, if you cook porridge for me, I would be so embarrassed!"
His eyes widened, "Su Mozheng, come with me, do you still need to be so out of sight?" After saying that, he took a step with his thigh, walked a few steps out of the room, and hit the door.
The sound of ‘bang——’ was very loud, indicating that his anger was obvious.
Su Mozheng was stunned again. He was angry. Why was he angry? Is it because of what she just said?
Su Mozheng rubbed her temples and didn't want to think too much. She sat up half-way on the bed.
The curtains were not closed, it was a beautiful sunny day with no trace of white clouds.
She blinked away the sourness in her eyes. According to Huo Shaoyan, it seemed that a day and a night had passed since that day.
Then - the scene of that day reappeared in front of her eyes. The shiny fruit knife was inserted into Jin Zun's chest without hesitation, and the blood poured out, dyeing his white robe red. Finally, he fell to the ground.
In a pool of blood, he said to her: I owe you this.
Su Mozheng clenched her fingers tightly on the sheets, and she didn't want to think about it anymore.
It seems that everything has changed. Jin Zun has also changed, Huo Shaoyan has also changed, but what about her? Has she also changed? Her heart writhed violently, and she finally came up with an answer.
She has also changed. Nothing can be gone back. As early as the moment her family was ruined, she made a decision in her heart! Whatever Bai Xinhui owed her and Jin Zun owed their family, she would get it back one by one! Never!
Be soft-hearted and never be soft-hearted!
After moving his hands and feet, the soles of his feet came out of the bed, and the white gauze came into view.
She was slightly stunned, and simply stretched out both feet. Under the warm sunshine, white gauze was wrapped around her insteps, including both soles.
She leaned down slightly with difficulty and lightly touched the sole of her foot. It stung a little, and her eyebrows tightened.
It seemed that when she came out that night, she was wearing a bathrobe instead of shoes, and the soles of her feet must have been bruised by stones.
Then Huo Shaoyan should have seen it too. A strange feeling arose in her heart. Huo Shaoyan? He actually saw it?
However, he knew it clearly, but he didn't ask anything. From the time she woke up to now, he only showed her meticulous care, but he didn't ask anything.
This man is really attentive. I wonder which woman in this world would be so lucky to marry this man.
She just thought about it, and her nose felt a little sour. That woman must be very happy...
One day and one night, Jin Zun was finally brought back from the edge of death. Fortunately, the fruit knife was not inserted very deeply. Fortunately, the knife edge was inserted sideways and did not hit the heart.
When Bai Xinhui sat beside the hospital bed and saw the slowly opening black eyes, she was so excited that she immediately cried, "Sir, you finally woke up!"
She rushed forward and hugged the latter's body, but Jin Zun frowned and said, "It hurts."
Bai Xinhui immediately left Jin Zun's body and wiped her tears helplessly, "I'm sorry, Zun, I was so excited. You finally woke up..." She sniffed and immediately cried again.
Jin Zun was finally defeated and gave a pale smile, "Look, nothing happened to me?"
With his lips covered by a hand, he met Bai Xinhui's panicked eyes, "Sir, you can't say this. If something happens to you, Zhezhe and I, what should we do?"
Jin Zun sighed, held her hand with his backhand, and rubbed it carefully, "Don't worry, just because I woke up means I'm fine."
"Sir, who on earth hurt you like this!?" When Bai Xinhui thought of the person who inserted the knife, her teeth itched with hatred.
Jin Zun narrowed his eyes. He thought of Su Mozheng's bright smile, her charming and delicate face, her hateful eyes, and the fruit knife that instantly pierced his chest. It was neat, simple, and full of hatred.
He thought again of Su Mozheng in the past, simple, happy and without any scheming.
His thin lips parted slightly, he turned sideways and replied calmly: "No, I didn't see clearly, who is she?"
Yes, he doesn't know who she is? In other words, it's him who single-handedly made Su Mozheng what she is today. She hates him, but he only gets one word, damn!
Turning over, it was clear that she didn't want to say any more words, but Bai Xinhui narrowed her eyes slightly, suppressed her anger, turned around with a smile, "Okay, then you can have a good rest. I'll come back later."
"Well," the latter responded softly. Bai Xinhui walked out of the ward, her eyes immediately turned cruel. Hum, no need to guess, she also knew who the person who could stab him was, wasn't it the little vixen Su Mozheng?
Huh? Who else besides her?
The afternoon sun shone warmly on Su Mozheng's shoulders.
She stood by the window, wearing only loose pajamas. She lay there for almost half a day, and her bones were almost soft.
The window was wide open, but fortunately the wind was not too strong. She had just tightened the coat around her shoulders when an angry voice came from the door of the room, "How can a sick person blow the wind? Do you still want to have a fever?"
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As soon as she turned around, a blanket had fallen on her body. Huo Shaoyan twisted a corner of the blanket with his slender fingertips and wrapped her tightly. He was still saying helplessly, "I have never seen such a disobedient patient like you."
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"Huo Shaoyan," Su Mozheng's pale lips curved slightly, and she couldn't help laughing, "I'm not so fragile, okay?"
"Do you want to listen to you or me?" The latter didn't believe what she said at all.
Su Mozheng slumped her shoulders, but still compromised, "I'll listen to you."
Hearing this, a smile appeared on his handsome face.
"By the way, how is the matter I asked you about?" Then she remembered the serious matter.
Huo Shaoyan's expression darkened, he locked her eyes tightly and told her the news she wanted, "Jin Zun is out of danger and has been transferred to the general ward. It is estimated that he will be discharged from the hospital in another week.
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Her expression froze, and then she clenched her fingertips tightly. Is he still not dead?