Sweet spoiled wife: Mr. Fu spoiled his wife too much

The little wife's bright and clear eyes were dimmed at the moment, staring blankly at a certain place in the sky, seeming to be completely immersed in her own fear.

Fu Wenyao frowned tightly, clenched his hand hanging by his side into a fist, strode to the bedside, his cold voice was softer than ever before.

"Little, don't be afraid, I'm here."

As if Gu Xiaoman didn't hear his words, he was still trembling, his lips opened and closed, and whispered softly.

"Don't... please... let me go, let me go..."

Her tongue had been bitten badly before, and although her speech was slurred, she could still hear what she said when she listened carefully.

But her tongue has just been sutured, and it's time for her to take a good rest, so she can't keep talking like this at all.

Every time I utter a word, the wound hurts.

His little one is so afraid of pain, but at this moment he is holding back the pain and begging for mercy over and over again.

Fu Wenyao's long and narrow black eyes rolled darkly, his face was condensed, and he suppressed the overwhelming anger and killing intent in his heart.

The aura around him suddenly dissipated, and the two nurses were so frightened that they didn't dare to make a sound. They stood there tremblingly, looking anxiously at the bleeding wound on Gu Xiaoman's arm.

I thought that after Fu Wenyao came, Xiaoman's mood would be better, but who knew, Xiaoman still looked frightened.

Ji Shiyan frowned, turned to look at the nurse, and suggested with a cold face: "Why don't you give Xiaoman a tranquilizer first? If this continues, Xiaoman's spirit can't stand it."

The nurse was taken aback when she heard the words, and looked at Fu Wenyao questioningly.

Fu Wenyao looked at the shivering Gu Xiaoman with a sullen face, and remained silent.

Tao Yan sighed deeply in his heart, walked to the nurse, and said in a low voice, "Go get ready first."

The nurses knew that Tao Yan was Fu Wenyao's special assistant, so his words still carried some weight, so they nodded and escaped out of the ward.

Taking advantage of Gu Xiaoman not paying attention, Fu Wenyao quietly sat down beside the bed, and suddenly took Gu Xiaoman into his arms.

Gu Xiaoman struggled suddenly after a brief moment of stupefaction.

She twisted her body desperately to break free from Fu Wenyao's arms, as if Fu Wenyao was some kind of bad guy.

Big tears rolled down from her eyes, wet the clothes on Fu Wenyao's shoulders, and hit Fu Wenyao's heart heavily.

Fu Wenyao suppressed his heartache, and held him firmly in his arms.

The generous palm stroked Gu Xiaoman's back over and over again, patiently comforting her gently.

"Little, it's me, I'm here."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The tip of the nose lingers with the familiar scent of cold fragrance, and the ear hears the familiar low-pitched magnetic voice.

Gu Xiaoman was in a daze, blinked his dry eyes, and thought blankly.

Oh, it's Fu Wenyao holding her, it's Fu Wenyao...

Thinking of this, she suddenly settled down, wrapped her small arms around Fu Wenyao's neck, and cried out.

Grievance, sadness, fear, all emotions overwhelmingly surrounded Gu Xiaoman, her tears fell on Fu Wenyao's shoulder one by one like broken beads.

It also hit Fu Wenyao's heart, causing Fu Wenyao's eye sockets to turn red.

Gu Xiaoman cried for a long time before slowly stopping crying.

Aggrieved and murmured: "Honey, you are finally here."

"Why did you come here!" She patted Fu Wenyao's shoulder with her little hand, and complained aggrievedly: "I, I was almost..."

Speaking of this, Gu Xiaoman was stunned for two seconds, thinking dizzily.

What happened to her almost?

There was severe pain in his arms and mouth, and broken pictures kept colliding in his mind.

In the end, it stopped at the scene where the man laughed and smeared blood on her wound.

Gu Xiaoman's whole body froze, his whole body completely petrified as if struck by lightning.

Her arms around Fu Wenyao's neck suddenly loosened as if they had been scalded.

The watery eyes from crying were wide open, and he felt the pain in his lower arm in disbelief, full of bitter thoughts.

Yes, she was infected with AIDS.

She was infected with AIDS!

The little wife's face was buried on his shoulder, and Fu Wenyao couldn't see the expression on her face, thinking that she had finally calmed down.

After pulling the tissue paper, he was about to wipe away the tears of his little wife. As soon as he got the tissue paper, before he raised his hand, he was pushed away by Gu Xiaoman.

She was so strong that Fu Wenyao was caught off guard by her push. He fell back and almost hit his head on the bedpost.

Seeing this, Tao Yan was about to burst into tears, and quickly reached out his hand to support Fu Wenyao, and Fu Wenyao barely stabilized his figure, and looked at Gu Xiaoman in a daze.

Gu Xiaoman had already wrapped herself in the quilt again, leaning her back against the wall and trembling with tears all over her face.

A pair of watery eyes swept across the faces of Ji Shiyan, Fu Wenyao, and Tao Yan one by one, and suddenly screamed mournfully.

"Go away!"

"Go away!"

These two sentences seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and they also completely pulled the wound on her tongue.

Scarlet blood snaked down from the corner of her lips, which looked shocking.

Ji Shiyan didn't know that Gu Xiaoman had bitten her tongue before, but thought she was going to bite her tongue, and was about to step forward in a panic, but Tao Yan grabbed her quickly.

Ji Shiyan suddenly turned to look at Tao Yan.

The cold gaze was like a cold sharp blade, almost nailing Tao Yan to the spot.

Tao Yan's back was numb from his gaze, but he didn't relax his hand.

Ji Shiyan's voice was cold, filled with murderous intent.

"what are you doing?!"

Tao Yan sighed, and said softly, "Madam probably thinks she has AIDS, so she resists being touched. You'd better not go there now."

"What did you say?!"

Ji Shiyan asked back, with tremors in his voice that he didn't even notice.

He turned his head to look at Gu Xiaoman, who was pale and trembling, trying to shrink himself up.

His fists were clenched tightly, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and he murmured in a low voice: "AIDS? How could it be?!"

His voice was very soft, he didn't know whether he was asking himself or Tao Yan.

Seeing him calm down, Tao Yan let go of his hand and looked worriedly at the silent Fu Wenyao.

"Sir, otherwise, it's better to give Madam a tranquilizer first."

Fu Wenyao looked at Gu Xiaoman without blinking, and remained silent without opening his mouth.

Tao Yan couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so he forced himself to calm down and said, "Madam's arm and tongue wounds are bleeding again, the most urgent thing is to stop the bleeding."

Fu Wenyao closed his eyes and his voice was hoarse and deep.

"Let the nurse in."

Knowing that he agreed, Tao Yan hurriedly went out to find a nurse.

Ji Shiyan was silent for a long time before recovering from the incident, and grabbed Fu Wenyao's tie with a sullen face.

He approached Fu Wenyao, his eyes were cold and his voice was cold.

"Where were you when Xiaoman was kidnapped?!"