Madam's well-behaved persona collapsed again

Jing Huan only felt dizzy in his head, opened his eyes vaguely, and met the dark and scorching gaze of the man above him.

Why is Han Zeli still lingering in the dream?

Jing Huan snorted softly, raised his hand in a daze, squeezed the man's handsome face, and muttered: "It really is a dream."

When did Han Zeli look at her with such doting and tender eyes?

But thinking that in the dream, Jing Huan simply became more daring, and directly cupped the handsome face that both people and gods were angry with and made a grimace.

Han Zeli's eyes were dark, and he helplessly grasped those troubled hands.

Looking at the dewy look on her face, one could tell that she hadn't fully regained consciousness yet, the red lips from the high fever made Han Zeli's throat roll, "Jing Huan."

When Jing Huan heard this, his eyebrows froze, and he dismissed him and turned aside, "You don't deserve to call me."

Han Zeli paused for a moment, then raised her jaw so that she could look directly at him, and said in a low voice, "You're still mad at me after being so ill?"

When will this woman learn to behave herself.

"Angry?" Jing Huan smiled brightly, and her already delicate eyebrows and eyes seemed inexplicably a little misty and coquettish.

She caressed the position of her heart, as if muttering to herself: "I'm not angry, I just feel a little pain here."

The man she had loved for several years chose his white moonlight again and again, she should have let go long ago.

"Hanzeli." Jing Huan suddenly raised his eyes and stared at him with a serious face, although his expression was still a little dizzy.

Han Zeli raised his eyebrows slightly, "Huh?"

"..." Jing Huan took a deep breath, stared at him and asked word by word: "Me and Su Xue, who do you really love?"

After the voice asked, Jing Huan himself seemed to know the answer, smiled at himself, and gradually let go of his hand and stepped back.

Han Zeli hugged her into his arms almost instantly, with such strength that he wished to rub her into the marrow of his bones.He put the tip of his nose against her ear and sniffed heavily, the bottom of his eyes was like a dark swamp swirl.

"I love you, Jing Huan."

……

When Jing Huan woke up again, she immediately subconsciously looked towards the head of the bed, and what caught her eyes was Li Muchuan's gentle and warm face.

Jing Huan was stunned for a moment, and a look of disappointment quickly flashed in his eyes, "Mr. Li, it's you."

Li Muchuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and while stretching out his hand to her forehead, he jokingly said, "Disappointed to see me?"

Jing Huan's eyes were complicated, and he couldn't tell what mood he was in at this moment.

Was it really a dream just now?

But the tactile feeling is too real, and that sentence...

Jing Huan frowned and hesitated for a moment, still unable to overcome the curiosity in his heart, he looked at Li Muchuan and asked, "Did Han Zeli come here just now?"

Upon hearing the name, Li Muchuan's face immediately turned cold, and he vetoed it without hesitation, "No, what's the matter?"

It was indeed a dream.

Jing Huan snorted softly, feeling ashamed and disdainful for his absurd dream, and then looked at Li Muchuan, only to notice that there was a faint blue color under his eyes, with tiredness in them.

Jing Huan immediately poured a glass of water on the bed and handed it to him with regret, and said in a very grateful tone: "Mr. Li has been busy taking care of this patient for a day, and my fever has subsided. You should go to rest!"

Li Muchuan was indeed physically and mentally exhausted, but he didn't refuse. He smiled gently, calm and reassuring.

"The fever hasn't subsided completely, you should pay attention to rest. I'm next door, just call me if you need anything."

Jing Huan nodded like a pounding garlic, silently remembering Li Muchuan's help in his heart.

Good life is safe!

When Li Muchuan left, Jing Huan quickly fell asleep again while half asleep.

But this time, after not sleeping for long, Jing Huan felt a strong sense of suffocation!
Someone tried to suffocate her with a pillow!
Jing Huan opened her eyes wide in shock, and struggled with all her strength to push the man away, but the man's actions became more vicious, and she immediately scratched the man's arm fiercely with her nails in panic.

"Ah!" A painful exclamation sounded from the top of his head, Jing Huan seized the opportunity to push the other party away, sat up and backed up panting.

However, when she saw clearly the person who wanted to kill her, she was instantly stunned, "Su Xue?!"

Su Xue was also wearing a hospital gown, she was pushed to the ground, her hair was a little messy, revealing a slightly distorted face, staring at her with resentment and accusations.

Is this appearance still Han Zeli's usual gentle and beautiful white moonlight?
Jing Huan quickly realized, and asked in disbelief: "What are you doing! Are you crazy?"

Su Xue stood up supporting her weak body, squinting her eyes, her voice was soft but resentful: "What are you, you dare to snatch Zeli away from me over and over again! Now that I'm back, don't be delusional!"

Jing Huan looked at her with an unreasonable face, never thought that this woman who only met once would want to kill herself.

Jing Huan was really angry and speechless, his brows and eyes were filled with coldness for a moment, "So Han Zeli's so-called white moonlight is nothing more than that, and he only plays dirty tricks behind his back? Also, who is going to snatch it from you? I see you He must have been lying in a hospital bed for several years and was insane, and if he is sick, he should be treated, it is really unlucky!"

"You dare to scold me?" Su Xue opened her eyes slightly. As the daughter of the Su family, she was born in a greenhouse since she was a child and is Han Zeli's childhood sweetheart. No one has ever dared to say a word to her loudly.

I didn't expect to encounter a stubble this time.

Jing Huan would not spoil her at all, stood up slowly, perfectly crushed the little Bailian with her absolute height advantage, curled her lips and sneered: "What's wrong with scolding you? Can you drag me to jail or take another opportunity to scold you?" I fall asleep and kill you?"

Speaking of which, Jing Huan's beautiful eyes swept her up and down, and then elegantly rolled up her hair, extremely contemptuous.

"What I despise the most is your kind of thing that is in front of you and behind your back. It's off-putting."

Su Xue had never heard such harsh words before, she was trembling with anger, and her pretty face turned paler.

"You, you bitch, I'm going to kill you!"

She screamed and rushed towards Jing Huan, but unexpectedly, the door of the ward was suddenly opened, and Han Zeli's low-pitched voice came: "Xiaoxue?"

Jing Huan frowned, seeing that Su Xue who had already rushed in front of her was about to dodge, but Su Xue suddenly exclaimed and made a look of being pushed down.

"..." What kind of mentally handicapped drama is this?

Jing Huan rolled his eyes speechlessly, but Han Zeli's expression changed slightly outside the door, and he strode forward to help the sobbing Su Xue up.

His dark eyes looked at the two of them, and he frowned and asked coldly, "What's going on?"

Su Xue leaned weakly on Han Zeli's chest, but in the blink of an eye her face was already full of tears, she looked at Han Zeli with a sobbing voice and said: "Ze Li, don't blame Miss Jing, it's all my fault. Ms. Jing wanted to visit me in the next ward, who knew she was so hostile to me..."

She covered her lips and wept in a low voice, inadvertently revealing a few bloodstains on her arm just scratched by Jing Huan.