Marriage is not sex: Husband loves so fiercely

"Little Ruoke, what's the matter with you?" Xiang Ling suddenly took Cheng Ruoke's arm and asked, "Don't you dislike your snobbish sister who never knows how to respect you? Besides, your father has already treated you badly." Don’t you want to hear about it? I’m enough for you to have me, and I’ll help you arrange everything.”

Cheng Ruoke looked at Xiang Ling helplessly, and said with a smile: "I know, you are the best to me, but they are my family after all, I am hospitalized, I have to let them know, otherwise I won't go home at night, after I go back They will be ridiculed again."

Speaking of this, Cheng Ruoke suddenly thought of something.

She looked around the hospital bed, then at the bedside table, and asked, "Where's my cell phone? I'll at least call back."

Everyone was stunned for a second.

Zhan Leyan really didn't want to continue talking like this.

A lie needs to be covered with countless lies, and now they are doing this to deceive a girl who is only 23 years old at heart.

"I've already called your family and they said they were very busy and asked me to take full responsibility for you until you are discharged from the hospital. So, what you have to do now is to live here and wait for recovery."

Cheng Ruoke looked at Zhan Leyan's cold face, and glanced at his mouth.

"Well, since this is the case, then I have no choice but to live here, but the hospital is yours, and I will definitely not pay for the medical expenses. As for the mental damage expenses and lost work expenses, I will settle it with you after I leave the hospital. I've only been working for a short time now, so I don't have any savings." Cheng Ruoke said quite naturally.

Zhan Leyan's face turned green.

"Up to you." He finished, turned and left.

Everyone left the ward, and Xiang Ling chased him out, asking Chicheng to go home to see his son, and he was going to stay.

"No one can stay with her now except me, so you all go back," she said.

Zhan Leyan went to the dean to find out the results of the inspection.

The dean was worrying about watching the blue-black film with several doctors.

"How?" Zhan Leyan sat in the chair, waiting for the dean to give him a reasonable explanation.

But the dean looked sad.

"It stands to reason that the blood clot has been completely cleaned up, and there is no problem anymore. How could there be a sudden selective amnesia?"

Zhan Leyan saw that no problems were found, and was a little angry.

"You'd better explain it to me." His face darkened, and several doctors didn't dare to look up at him.

The dean is even more difficult.

Because he didn't know how to explain it.

"Could it be temporary amnesia caused by oppression? Maybe I will recover after a while." A doctor behind the dean said, "For this kind of selective amnesia, most of the time it is due to physical and certain psychological factors. For example, the patient does not want to recall the forgotten things, or her head is stimulated and although the trauma disappears, it leaves behind factors that make her feel fearful, which cause her to temporarily forget something. memory."

Although the doctor said a lot, Zhan Leyan only remembered one sentence.

Patients don't want to be reminded of things that have been forgotten...

I don't want to be reminded of things that have been forgotten...

Ruoke doesn't want to think of everything he has experienced with him?

Her memory stayed before she met him, and she forgot everything about him.

Is it that she has brought her too much pain and ups and downs?

Or in her heart, there is more pain than beauty in this memory, and she would rather erase the beauty together in order to forget the pain?

Zhan Leyan didn't want to listen anymore, he got up and walked out the door.

"Don't let her know that I have amnesia." Zhan Leyan dropped a sentence.

Through the glass of the ward, Zhan Leyan saw Xiang Ling combing Cheng Ruoke's hair in the room.

How much he wished that the person who combed Ruoke's hair was himself.

But now to her, he was just a horrible and annoying stranger, a hypocrite.

He turned and stuck to the wall of the corridor, and said to a passing doctor, "Is there any smoke?"

The doctor was stunned for a moment, and recognized Zhan Leyan, so he immediately stepped forward, took out a cigarette case from his pocket and handed it to him, and took out a lighter. "Aren't you used to smoking this?" Although his cigarettes are considered good in the market, he is ashamed to show them to Zhan Le. cheap cigarettes.

But Zhan Leyan didn't say anything, just dropped the cigarette on his lips, took the lighter from the doctor's hand, squinted his eyes slightly, and lit the cigarette.

He then returned the cigarette case and lighter to the man.

"Thank you." Zhan Leyan took a deep breath of cigarettes, expelled the circles under his eyes, and said.

"No...you're welcome Mr. Zhan, if you need this, I'll give you this..." The doctor naturally knew that Zhan Leyan was in a bad mood.

The hospital was burned down, and the wife lost her memory. It would be a big blow to anyone.

"No need. One is enough." Zhan Leyan held the cigarette in his hand, lightly pursed the corners of his lips, as if he wanted to laugh, but failed.

The doctor didn't bother me any more and left quickly.

Zhan Leyan smoked a whole cigarette, turned his head to look at the ward, and left the hospital.

Cheng Ruoke and Xiang Ling stayed in the hospital together for one night, and Xiang Ling left the next day on the grounds of going to work.

Zhan Leyan asked Mrs. Chen to take care of Cheng Ruoke in the hospital, and told Cheng Ruoke that Mrs. Chen was the nurse Zhan Leyan specially hired for her.

Since Cheng Ruoke was frightened by Mrs. Chen's tears last night, she didn't talk much to Mrs. Chen all day.

Mrs. Chen was worried that she would slip up, so she didn't dare to say more.

It wasn't until dinner time that Zhan Leyan appeared in Cheng Ruoke's ward with a tired face.

"Why are you here again?" Cheng Ruoke was drinking a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, when she looked up and saw Zhan Leyan standing at the door and looking at him.

There seemed to be a deep burning in his eyes, which made Cheng Ruoke very uncomfortable.

"Let me see if you're still here after you've recovered, occupying my hospital's resources, and cheating on lost wages and mental damage by the way." Zhan Leyan said intentionally.

Mrs. Chen lowered her head and did not dare to lift it up, she was afraid that she would laugh.

"You are really..." Cheng Ruoke's face turned red and sullen when he heard Zhan Leyan say this, "It was the doctor who refused to let me out of the hospital, not because I wanted to stay here. There is nothing good about staying in the hospital. It's the smell of disinfectant, and I'll meet someone like you..."

Hearing Cheng Ruoke's murmur, Zhan Leyan walked straight to the bedside, bent slightly, with a shining light in his eyes.

"Miss, tell me, what do you mean by someone like me?" Zhan Leyan suddenly felt that this way of getting along seemed very interesting.

If the doctor said last night that it was Cheng Ruoke who voluntarily forgot the memories related to him that made him angry, now Zhan Leyan has completely calmed down, and even suddenly felt that there would be nothing wrong with her if she continued to lose her memory.

Anyway, he would marry her back home, maybe, and hold a new wedding to make up for the arranged, hasty wedding of the first time.

Seeing that Zhan Leyan was so close, Cheng Ruoke thought that he was about to do something too much, and immediately covered her whole body and half of her face with the quilt, especially her lips.

"Don't you know who you are? Hypocrite, hooligan!" Cheng Ruoke only showed a pair of deer-like watery eyes, looking at Zhan Leyan vigilantly.

Thinking of the kiss yesterday, the gentle smile in Zhan Leyan's Mo Che's eyes grew stronger.

"Miss Cheng, judging from the way you kissed yesterday, you seem to have a lot of feelings for me, a hypocrite." Zhan Leyan slightly raised his sexy thin lips, and slightly raised his eyebrows.

Cheng Ruoke felt humiliated.

She blushed and sat up from the bed, trying to quarrel with Zhan Leyan.

But because of too much effort to get up, there was a sharp pain in the head.

Her expression immediately changed from sullen to pained, and she clasped her head in her hands, moaning silently.

Zhan Leyan couldn't think too much at all, he stepped forward, hugged Cheng Ruoke into his arms, hugged her head tightly, and supported the back of her head with his hands.

"Call out if it hurts, Ruoruo..." Zhan Leyan hugged Cheng Ruoke and said.

Cheng Ruoke felt that Zhan Leyan's hug was like a piece of driftwood caught in drowning. She held onto Zhan Leyan's arm tightly with both hands. After waiting for a few minutes, Cheng Ruoke finally let go of Zhan Leyan.

Then she suddenly realized something.

Raising his head, he saw a distressed and affectionate expression on Zhan Leyan's face.

"What did you call me?" Cheng Ruoke asked in a weak voice.

Zhan Leyan stretched out his hand to stroke Cheng Ruoke's smooth long hair a few times, and then let her go reluctantly.

"Nothing, or what do you want me to call you?" Zhan Leyan cleverly pushed the question to Cheng Ruoke.

Because of the pain just now, Cheng Ruoke seemed a little exhausted, so she lay back on the bed.

"If there's nothing else, please leave, I'm going to rest." Cheng Ruoke said weakly.

Zhan Leyan has 1 things in his heart that he doesn't want to leave.

How much he wanted to hold her in his arms and comfort him, but now, he had no choice but to pretend he didn't care, turned around and left.

Chen Sou sent Zhan Leyan to the door, and Zhan Leyan confessed: "Take good care of her, and let me know if you have any questions."

"It's sir, I will take good care of my wife, and I won't let her go out again." Mrs. Chen was still blaming herself for letting Cheng Ruoke run to the top floor alone for not paying attention to Cheng Ruoke.

Zhan Leyan didn't say anything, turned around and left.

How much he wished that he could be by Cheng Ruoke's side 24 hours a day to make up for the time she was in a coma for more than a year.

But he can't.

He still has a lot to do, preparing press conferences, comforting the families of the dead and injured, dealing with difficult reporters, haggling with insurance companies, and preventing someone from taking advantage of the opportunity to hurt the company.

Most importantly, he wanted to find Lin Ruoling.

The culprit, the murderer.

Together with her younger sister Zhang Zimo, she fled in fear of crime.

As soon as Zhan Leyan walked downstairs, he saw another reporter video interviewing the ruined fire scene.

Seems to be doing a follow-up report.

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