Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

Chu Muhan's pupils tightened suddenly, and his body tensed uncontrollably.

After seeing the girl's face and those eyes full of bright stars, he calmed down instantly, his brows relaxed, and he was lucky to have survived the catastrophe. It's great that both of them survived.

During these days of taking care of Chu Muhan, Song Qianxi had fantasized about him waking up countless times.

But he didn't expect it to be so sudden, he was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, he carefully avoided the wound on his left shoulder and threw himself into his arms, weeping with joy, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...you finally wake up, I don't know if you wake up again" What should I do?"

With nephrite in his arms, the corners of Chu Muhan's lips curled up into a shallow arc, and he raised his hand to touch her...uh, slightly greasy hair, and a sweetness grew in his heart, "Qianxi..."

When he made a sound, his voice was hoarse like an old man's.

He said with difficulty, "Good boy, don't cry."

It's okay if you don't comfort her, but Song Qianxi cries even more when she comforts her.

Facing her tears, Chu Muhan was at a loss. He didn't know how to comfort him, but he kept saying 'stop crying' but it didn't work at all. He gave up helplessly and let Song Qianxi vent.

During this period of coma, Song Qianxi must be very helpless.

I don't know how long it took before Song Qianxi finally stopped crying. The tears on his face washed away the stains, and it was mottled, quite embarrassed. Chu Muhan leaned over, stretched out his long arms to pick up the towel, and gently wiped Song Qianxi's face .

After a while, a fair and delicate face was revealed.

Chu Muhan tapped the tip of her nose lightly, teasing, "Xiaohuamao."

Immediately, Song Qianxi's heart was pounding like a deer, and he was so provocative as soon as he woke up, it was too foul!

She lowered her head to hide the blush on her face, and said shyly, "I'll pour you a glass of water."

Chu Muhan took the water, poured it on his dry throat to wash away the bitter taste of the traditional Chinese medicine in his mouth, glanced around, and said in a hoarse voice, "Where is this?"

"This is Liren Island..." Song Qianxi told the story in detail, Chu Muhan looked very serious, and said solemnly: "This is not a place to stay for a long time, we have to leave here."

It is too suspicious that an island with so many people is an unknown island.

"The situation here is far more complicated than you imagined. You can't leave without a cruise ship docking, and you are so seriously injured that you are not suitable for running around." Song Qianxi rested her chin in distress, and seemed to have no other choice but to wait for rescue.

"Qianxi, fetch the bullet for me." Chu Muhan said suddenly.

If it weren't for his serious expression, Song Qianxi would have mistakenly thought that he was hallucinating.

"Open, open, are you kidding..."

"No kidding, seriously."

"No, no, I can't." Song Qianxi waved his hands repeatedly to refuse, but Chu Muhan suddenly grabbed his little hand, and said solemnly: "If you can cure me, you can, I believe you!"

She was in a daze for a moment, then shook her head and said, "How can it be the same? As long as the dosage is not too strong, nothing will happen. But taking bullets has extremely high requirements on technology and environment. I really can't do it!"

Just thinking of those two bloody holes made Song Qianxi's hands and feet go weak.

"If you don't help me take out the bullet, my hand will be useless."

Song Qianxi's heart sank suddenly, she couldn't believe that Chu Muhan had lost one hand.

After some ideological struggle, Song Qianxi nodded, "I will try my best."

If you listen carefully, you can hear the vibrato in her voice.

She found tweezers and a kerosene lamp, and sterilized them with fire.

Without anesthesia, Chu Muhan bit the wooden branch and took off the sleeve of his left arm.