Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

Song Yu didn't understand why God treated Zhen Qi so cruelly, and why their reunion was so cruel.

On the way of looking for Zhenqi, Song Yu had imagined countless beautiful encounter scenes. Maybe he was across the window and she was picking candies and chocolates, and they would look at each other and smile through the window.

But now Song Yuque can only lean against the wall outside the emergency room, watching the policemen disperse and the nurses running around in a hurry, his eyes seem to be distracted, what is love like? How cruel and how much sacrifice must be made to be together in a hundred-turn matter.

Lu Zhenqi, if I'm not good enough, then I'm willing to be the dying person lying in it, and use my life in exchange for your life's safety.

Lu Zhenqi, you're torturing yourself like this, it's sharper than torturing me.

When Zhenqi was pushed out of the emergency room, Song Yu rushed up and lay down beside her hospital bed, calling her name: "Zhenqi, Zhenqi, this is Song Yu, I'll take you back, get out of here."

The doctor with the yellow cypress beard grabbed Song Yu and told him that the patient's condition had just stabilized, but due to excessive carbon dioxide poisoning, the sequelae after waking up were unpredictable.

Song Yu grabbed the doctor's white robe collar and snarled against the wall: "Tell me, she's fine! If she's fine, I'll make you more serious than her—" With a gloomy face, deep threats, black eyes There are unforgivable punishments.

If he can't cure her, he will close this hospital, whether it is China or Paris.

For the next three days, Song Yu guarded Zhenqi's hospital bed day and night, took a cotton swab and gently wiped her chapped lips. She murmured and kept repeating a sentence: Uncle, I don't want to go to Paris, I don't want to go to Paris. Go, I want to be with you, I don't want to go to Paris.

Zhen Qi was still unconscious. Apart from repeating this sentence, cold sweat kept breaking out on her forehead, and there were some slight convulsions. Seeing her suffering, Song Yu was so distressed that she wanted to shed tears. How long has it been since he shed tears? And this woman made him feel distressed and helpless like this.

Lu Zhenqi, if there is an afterlife, I will be the best doctor, so as not to hurt your heart, and heal all your pains.

Song Yu sat on the edge of the hospital bed with his chin propped on his hands and looked at Zhen Qi's face. She had lost weight, her chin was pointed, and she had lost the roundness of the past. This appearance was like her thin appearance when he first met her. , Back to the way they met for the first time, she was carrying a suitcase in embarrassment, walking aimlessly on the street, stumbling, lonely and strong.

Lu Zhenqi, I will never forget everything about you, no matter how much time passes, no matter how many glimpses you have had, I still will never forget.

Song Yu's fingertips caressed Zhen Qi's cheek, a tear fell from the corner of her eye, he kissed her eye deeply, he wanted to tell her that he would never lose her direction in this life.

When Zhen Qi woke up, she moved her fingers a few times, and she felt her left hand was wrapped in a warm palm, with a familiar temperature and a familiar breath.

After Song Yu felt the slight movement of Zhen Qi's fingers, he squeezed her hand excitedly. With his hoarse voice, it could be heard how long he had stayed by her hospital bed. He said affectionately: "Zhen Qi, you Finally woke up, I finally found you."

When Zhen Qi heard Song Yu's voice, her heart throbbed, how familiar and close, he was beside her, the shortest distance, remembering that not long ago she was in Paris, and he was in Binhai. Can't see the distance from each other.But at this moment, his voice reached her ears, and Zhenqi suddenly thought that she was dead?Or, in a nightmare?Perhaps, he was drunk, drunk, hallucinating.

In the end, Zhen Qi nodded and opened her eyes to see Song Yu, to see his face clearly, to determine if it was him, or if it was just a dream.

When Zhen Qi tried her best to see him in front of her, she found that her eyes were pitch black, and the darkness rushed towards her face, and she shivered a bit oppressively.

"Uncle, what time is it at night, why don't you turn on the light?" Zhen Qi tried to sit up with support, she couldn't see Song Yu, she was afraid of the dark, she couldn't see the light, she stretched out her fingers to tentatively grasp in the air Touching, she wanted to touch his face, to make sure he was really by her side.

Song Yu's heart sank, and then she looked towards the window. The curtains were drawn, and the sun shone in. It was a sunny afternoon, how could she say that there was no light at night?Could it be—impossible, Song Yu convinced himself that it was impossible, Zhen Qi must be fine, he tried to calm himself down, he raised his hand and shook it in front of her eyes, Zhen Qi's beautiful eyes widened, but there was no response.

In Song Yu's mind, you suddenly remembered the sequelae that the doctor told you - temporary blindness.

Zhen Qi touched his face with her hand, and she smiled softly at the corner of her mouth: "Uncle, it's really you, it's really you, why are you here, I thought I was in a dream, I thought I would never I can't see you anymore, never again"

Song Yu's fingers gently covered Zhen Qi's lips, he was so heartbroken that he didn't know what to say.

"Idiot, you are not dreaming. I came to Paris to look for you. I saw you in an accident on TV. I found the hospital and stayed by your side day and night. You were in a coma for three days and three nights." Song Yu said, Looking worriedly at the bright sunshine outside the window, if it's only temporary blindness, he still doesn't want Zhen Qi to know about her eyes, he's worried that her recovering body won't be able to withstand such stimulation.

"Accident? I had an accident." Zhenqi didn't know it, and murmured to herself: "I just remember that my head hurt like it was about to burst, and then I didn't know anything. Uncle, tell me, What is wrong with me?"

"Carbon dioxide poisoning, but it's okay. You're awake. When it's dawn, the doctor will come to check you up. If you recover, I'll take you back to Binhai." Song Yu said, not only comforting Zhenqi, but also promise to her.

Zhenqi didn't answer, she reached out her hand to touch the bedside, and she said curiously: "Why don't you turn on the light when it's so dark, I want to see how you've changed these days, whether you haven't shaved yet."

Song Yu held Zhen Qi's hand, for fear of arousing her suspicion, he pretended to be calm and said, "I'm not used to the jet lag here yet, so it's better to turn off the lights."

Song Yu's words were full of loopholes, Suo Xing Zhenqi was easy to deceive, and did not arouse her suspicion. It stands to reason that if it is because of jet lag, it should be turning on the light.

Finally, Song Yu sat beside Zhen Qi and held her in his arms. She leaned on his back and said, "Uncle, do you know Lin Miaolan that you came to see me this time? Does your mother know? They agreed." Well, uncle, we can’t hurt them any more, such selfish love of God will not be forgiven.”