Chapter 452 His Love 17
Now that Yu Qianyuan looks like that, anyone who sees it will feel distressed.

The man also had a heavy face, "Are you sleepy? You go and have a rest, and I will replace you."

The man looked at Yu Siqing on the hospital bed with serious eyes, seeing her covered in injuries, and felt very depressed.

"What's the sleepiness? I don't feel sleepy at all." Yuan Jun knew how much Yu Qianyuan loved Yu Siqing. He was Yu Qianyuan's special assistant and he helped investigate, so he knew everything.

I missed it eight years ago, and it made Lord Qian suffer for eight years. It was hard to get together, and this happened again.

"Then let's watch it together." The man walked to the sofa and sat down, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

A few minutes later, the door of the ward opened again, the two of them looked over, it was Ji Han.

Ji Han walked to the hospital bed, his eyes were heavy with distress and suppressed pain, and he reached out to shake Yu Siqing's little hand.

Yuan Jun clasped his hand in time, "Sorry, we, Master Qian, don't like other men touching his wife, not even us, nor you!"

Yuan Jun understands Yu Qianyuan, he is jealous of women, not to mention the jealousy of this ex-boyfriend.

"..." Ji Han glanced at Yuan Jun, then withdrew his hand, and smiled helplessly: "Although I like Qingqing, I will respect her choice. The person she chooses is Yu Qianyuan, and the person Yu Qianyuan loves is also Yu Qianyuan." , and I'm married, so don't be wary of me."

Yuan Jun raised his eyebrows: "There's no way to target you, it's just that our Master Qian can even enjoy hugs from his wife and women, let alone being touched by men, we didn't dare to touch them."

"He loves her very much." This is very good. Qingqing loves that person very much, and that person loves her very much. The result of this is really good. I hope she will be happy more than getting him.

But now... Ji Han looked at the sleeping person on the hospital bed, his eyes were full of pain and distress.

"Of course!" It's not just love, it's love that the world envies.

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When Yu Qianyuan woke up, it was already eight o'clock in the morning of the next day.

He rubbed his aching forehead, sat on the bed for a long time without making another move.

24 hours have passed. Within 24 hours is a 5.00% chance, after 24 hours...?
Heart hurts.

I experienced this pain eight years ago, and now it is back again.

How painful is it?The pain was so painful that I was about to suffocate, it was so painful that even breathing was painful, and it was so painful that I felt that life was meaningless.

The pain is so painful that the bones are cramped, the pain is so painful that someone has cut out the heart abruptly, the pain is so painful that the heart has been stabbed hundreds of times, and then soaked in salt water for hundreds of years, the pain is so painful that I loathe myself...

"Master Qian, you're awake, come and eat your breakfast!" Seeing Yu Qianyuan like this, Yuanjun felt depressed and uncomfortable, and walked to the bedside with a bowl of porridge.

"Last night's porridge had sleeping pills." It was an affirmative tone, not a questioning one.

"Yes!" Yuan Jun knew that he couldn't hide this from Yu Qianyuan, so he answered honestly.

"Who told you to do this! Who gave you the courage to do this?!" Yu Qianyuan growled repressedly. He wanted to be with his baby, but they drugged him!
"Master Qian, if you don't do this, will you sleep? How can your body suffer? When Madam wakes up, you fall down. We have no choice but to do this!"

"..." Yu Qianyuan was speechless, and was about to get out of bed after throwing off the quilt.

Yuan Jun stretched out his hand to hold his hand, "Master Qian, the doctor said that as long as you often talk about what happened before in your wife's ear, there is still a high chance of her waking up, so you have to take good care of yourself and wait for her to wake up." !"

(End of this chapter)

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