I don't deserve your love

"Zhuo Jian, Zhuo Jian..."

"..."

She tried hard to open her eyes, but even breathing was so laborious and weak.

"Zhuo Jian?"

The man's tense voice, as well as his broad and cool chest made her see him gradually.

It was vague, but she woke up.

"Fu Yanye."

She was hoarse.

"It's me, how about you?"

"Fu Yanye, are you back?"

She slowly stretched her hand towards his face, touching his cold outline, hot tears flowed down inexplicably.

It seems, Fu Yanye.

people in front of you.

"it's me."

Fu Yanye looked at her weak and pale appearance, held her hand and responded in a low voice.

They were in the car, and Yuan Man was driving.

When she arrived at the hospital, Zhuo Jian was fully awake, but the skin on her forehead was scratched and the blood was dry.

Fu Yanye hugged her and sat in the back. The moment she laughed, he finally did something he hadn't dared to do for a long time.

He held her tightly in his arms.

It's hypoglycemia.

After the examination, the doctor told her, "The condition of the pregnant woman is poor, and it is best to leave people alone."

After hearing this, Fu Yanye looked down at Zhuojian.

He thought, he was indeed careless.

He will set his eyes on her from now on

Zhuo Jian looked up at Fu Yanye and saw that he was also looking at her, and she felt more and more warm in her heart.

She couldn't help but take his hand and pull him to her side.

She is like a treasure.

But at a certain moment, she caught his eyes.

resignedly.

Zhuo Jian's hand loosened unconsciously.

But Fu Yanye held her hand instead.

"Have you ever fainted before?"

The doctor saw that the husband and wife were flirting, and thought they were worried about appeasement or something, so he didn't think much about it.

Zhuo Jian came back to her senses, glanced at it, recalled the past, and returned, "Once."

"Then you have to pay more attention. Your physique is already weak. You must pay attention to your diet after you go back. Eat less and more meals. You have to sit up and sit slowly. If it is serious, you will have to be hospitalized for drug treatment."

The doctor reminded.

Zhuo Jian nodded after hearing this: "Okay, thanks for your hard work."

"This is what I should do. By the way, there is no insomnia and heart palpitations, right?"

The doctor suddenly asked again.

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat.

Occasional insomnia, she thought to herself that it had nothing to do with pregnancy hypoglycemia, it was nothing more than thinking too much.

She will pay attention in the future.

Head hurts.

I put a Band-Aid on it, but it still hurts.

On the way back, she couldn't help raising her hand to touch it.

Fu Yanye sat beside her and took her hand, "Don't touch it."

"It's a little itchy."

It hurts and itches.

Fu Yanye held her hand, glanced at the place where she was sticking the Band-Aid, and said, "Lower."

Zhuo Jian lowered her head subconsciously.

Fu Yanye approached and opened his eyes, "Didn't the doctor say that it will hurt for a few days, so bear with it."

"..."

Zhuo Jian looked up at him, aggrieved.

Let her be a little lower, and then tell her this?

Fu Yanye looked at her aggrieved look with black eyes, and his heart boiled.

He held her hand, a little tight.

Zhuo Jian wanted to withdraw it, but couldn't.

He didn't seem to want to let her go.

Zhuo Jian noticed it from his eyes.

"Are you tired?"

"Ok?"

"You can rely on here if you are tired."

She didn't even understand what she said, and the back of her head was pressed into his chest.

Zhuo Jian leaned there blankly, feeling chilly.

Fu Yanye hugged her, smelled the fragrance of her hair, and looked out the window impatiently.

Yuan Man was driving in front, and she felt that the relationship between their boss and his wife had warmed up.

Let's hope they keep heating up until it's like the best she's ever seen.

Yuan Man suddenly thought that chasing the plot of the two of them was really hard to find candy in glass slag.

"Fu Yanye, I'm not tired."

"If you're not tired, you'll faint?"

"That's hypoglycemia."

"Aren't you tired?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian was speechless and looked up at him.

Fu Yanye just took one look at her pitiful, delicate and helpless appearance, then turned her face away.

Zhuo Jian had no choice but to lean into his arms again, remembering something, and suddenly asked curiously: "You didn't let other girls lean into your arms when they were tired?"

"Ok?"

Fu Yanye finally dared to keep looking at her this time.

Zhuo Jian looked up again, just glanced at him, then lowered her eyes, gently pinched the fabric of his shirt with her small hands, and whispered: "I heard a girl in the coffee shop say that you have the magnetism to make her approach."

"What girl?"

Fu Yanye's phoenix eyes were half-closed, but she didn't have the slightest impression.

Seeing him like that, Zhuo Jian just muttered: "Forget it if you can't remember."

"..."

Halfway through the conversation, she can really make people anxious.

Fu Yanye smiled helplessly and asked her, "Could it be a test for me?"

Zhuo Jian then looked up at him again, "What test you?"

"Are you afraid that I will mess around outside?"

Fu Yanye asked again, which was also a reminder.

"Who is afraid, you can go mess around."

Zhuo Jian was about to push him away as she said that.

But he suddenly embraced her with both hands, and said in a deep voice, "Zhuo Jian, I don't."

He is rational.

However, with some indescribable feelings, people feel that he is very serious.

Since he came back, it was the first time he hugged her like this, Zhuo Jian suddenly left with a little reluctance.

Back in Shengyuan, Fu Yanye reminded her before getting off the car, "Sit here and don't move."

Zhuo Jian didn't move, watching him get out of the car and go to the back.

In a few seconds, the door on her side was opened, his tall body bent up, came in, and his arms stretched directly under the crook of her legs.

Zhuo Jian became nervous, but put her hand behind him reflexively, and asked him, "Why are you hugging me?"

"I want to take advantage."

"..."

Zhuo Jian did not expect such an answer.

Fu Yanye looked down at her, then walked inside with her in his arms.

Zhuo Jian's heart beat faster, what's the advantage?

Aren't you worried that she will fall down again?

Fu Yanye carried her home, and Cheng Cheng, who was playing Lego, immediately followed her.

When Fu Yanye put Zhuo Jian on the sofa, Cheng Cheng rushed over: "Mommy, what's wrong with you?"

"Mummy is okay, did you scare Chengcheng?"

"He was downstairs when I came back. I went up by myself and saw you fainted on the ground."

Fu Yanye replied to her in a deep voice, trying to speak as normal as possible.

Zhuo Jian saw how serious he was, then looked at Cheng Cheng, and touched the top of his head, as long as she didn't scare her Cheng Bao.

"Mommy, your head hurts, does it hurt?"

Chengcheng's little hand wanted to touch her injury, but she held back, put her hand on the sofa, raised her chin and blew on her injured place.

Zhuo Jian felt that this night was a touching one.

Every day is a day of different feelings.

Binghuo, two heavens, these five words, she thinks can also be used here.

"Young Madam, are you okay? Will you be discharged from the hospital soon?"

When the aunt saw them coming back, she hurried to ask.

"It's okay, it's just hypoglycemia. I woke up before I got to the hospital."

Zhuo Jian replied easily.

"You're lucky you didn't fall somewhere else, otherwise..."

"I still had self-control before I fainted, and I fell slowly on my knees."