The Mysterious Mad Wife Burns the Heavens

Su Jin saw that his expression was not very good, as if there was something unspeakable, she immediately approached vigilantly, and deliberately asked in a low voice, "Do you need my help?"

"..." Sheng Liting didn't know where she saw that she needed help, and was about to reject her, when she saw that she had lifted the quilt on her own initiative.

To be honest, at that critical moment, as long as Sheng Liting's legs felt a little bit, he would definitely jump up from the bed to escape from the other party's touch.

Su Jin saw that his face was getting more and more indescribable, and she affirmed her own idea.

After all, how could the honorable fourth master allow anyone to touch his body.

It's just that the current situation is special, and she can't take care of so much.

As a competent fiancee, she must take good care of him as a patient no matter what.

Sheng Liting subconsciously grabbed the corner of the quilt, and looked at his father almost as if asking for help, "Dad."

"Cough cough." Sheng Feng covered his mouth and coughed, "Since Su Jin is here, I won't stay too long."

Sheng Liting never expected his father to leave just like that, he called out in surprise, "Dad."

Sheng Feng turned his head and smiled kindly at him, "You have to get used to it, otherwise you will need Su Jin's care when you go home in the future, you can't let strangers approach you, right?"

Sheng Liting couldn't tell that his father did it on purpose, he kept Su Jin here on purpose.

But why would he do this?
He was very resistant to Su Jin approaching him before, what happened during his coma?

Su Jin saw that there was something wrong with his face, and worried about this master's self-esteem, she could only ask tentatively: "Do you need convenience?"

Sheng Liting closed his eyes, and said decisively and loudly: "I don't have that kind of thought now."

Seeing that his voice was very suppressed, Su Jin didn't care about it, and took the initiative to lift his quilt again.

Sheng Liting suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Su Jin, what are you doing?"

"Little Fourth Master, I know you are very resistant to this kind of thing, but the current situation is not when you will be willful. The nurse told me to change it frequently, otherwise you will—" Su Jin shut her mouth, but she couldn't be more provocative The dignity of this master.

Sheng Liting clenched his teeth and tugged on the quilt, "I really don't have that kind of thought."

Su Jin didn't expect him to be so strong as a patient, so she just pulled the quilt back from her hand, she frowned slightly and said: "Little Fourth Master, I don't know what I shouldn't see, you can't be shy Alright."

"..."

Su Jin watched his face turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and leaned forward on purpose, "Is the fourth master really shy?"

Sheng Liting pulled the quilt over his head without love, and he was actually laughed at by a little girl.

Su Jin couldn't help but said, "Don't worry, little fourth master, I'm just taking care of you, and I won't aim randomly."

"..."

Seeing that he didn't move, Su Jin silently rolled up the back half of the quilt, exposing his scarred legs.

Sheng Liting tightly grasped the quilt with both hands, he closed his eyes, pretended not to know anything, and let this girl act recklessly.

Su Jin's movements stopped, she looked at the two legs wrapped in thick gauze, and felt as if something had stabbed her heart hard.

She touched him cautiously, but was afraid of hurting him, so she quickly withdrew her hand.

Sheng Liting didn't notice her movement, and lifted a corner of the quilt slightly.

When Su Jin heard the voice, she raised her eyes and looked over. Her eyes were full of light, as if something was spinning inside.

Sheng Liting frowned slightly, "What's wrong?"

"Does it hurt?" Su Jin asked without answering.

Sheng Liting was stunned for a moment, realizing that she was asking about his leg injury, he smiled and shook his head, "No feeling, no pain."

Su Jin is not a fool, even if she can't feel the pain on the flesh, how can she not feel the wound on the bone?
Sheng Liting raised his right hand towards her.

Su Jin instinctively took his hand.

Sheng Liting said: "Which day did it scare you?"

Su Jin shook her head.

Sheng Liting could see that she was pretending to be calm, how could a girl of this age easily forget that situation?

Su Jin lowered her head, her voice choked with sobs, "Little Fourth Master, have you ever thought that you might die?"

"Of course I knew I might die."

"Then why did you push me out without hesitation? If you ran out, you wouldn't—"

"As I said, it is my responsibility and obligation to protect you."

Su Jin raised her head, "But you will die."

"Isn't this dead?" Sheng Liting's lips slightly raised, and he seemed to be smiling happily, "Although it's a bit unfortunate, we are all still alive."

Su Jin hesitated to speak, it is impossible for a person to live in this world without being afraid of death or pain.

However, under what circumstances would a person prefer to put himself in danger and protect another person?

Is it because this person is more important than his own life in his heart?
Su Jin is not that kind of silly and sweet, he never believes in those superficial feelings and love.

But in Sheng Liting's place, she seemed to see a kind of hope, a kind of hope that slowly surrounded her.

Is it love?
Seeing her dull eyes, Sheng Liting squeezed her hand a little harder, "Su Jin, go back."

Su Jin recovered, and hurriedly said, "I haven't finished changing the diaper for you yet."

"..." Why is she still thinking about this matter!
Su Jin walked back to the end of the bed.

Sheng Liting looked up at the ceiling as if death was at home, he felt that nothing he said now would be able to dispel her absurd thoughts.

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a knock on the door.

Fu Miaoran was preparing for the ward round as a routine, but he did not expect to open the door like this.

What did he see?
He saw the little fourth master who was revered by everyone in the capital looking at Su Jin blushing like a little daughter-in-law, but where was Su Jin?

She is like a bridegroom who is in a hurry at the wedding night. She is trying her best to undress her beautiful lady, but because of her immature skills, she can't untie her waistband no matter what.

He saw this picture by mistake, and he was afraid that it would be silenced.

Su Jin turned her head when she heard the voice.

Sheng Liting was even more stunned looking at the doorway where Fu Miaoran was in a dilemma.

Fu Miaoran laughed to resolve the silent embarrassment, he said: "Go on, go on, I didn't see anything, I really didn't see anything."

"Stop." Sheng Liting ordered.

Fu Miaoran stopped instinctively.

Sheng Liting frowned slightly, "What are you thinking?"

Fu Miaoran will definitely not admit what he is thinking, but it is obvious that his mouth is faster than his brain: "I didn't see anything, I didn't see that Su Jin was such a beast, and he was so anxious to attack a patient like this .”