Stand-in bride: Mr. Lu's first favorite wife

In the end, she turned on the turn signal and headed towards the hospital. It was around 11 p.m. and there were hardly any cars on the road. Wen Xi stepped on the accelerator and arrived at the nearest hospital at the fastest and smoothest speed. .

She got out of the car, went around to the rear door, opened the door, "Mr. Lu, the hospital is here, I'll help you there."

"I said, go back to Nanjiang Villa!"

The man waved her away irritably. Wen Xi didn't expect that this man was so uncomfortable and still so stubborn. She helped him out of the car. The man had no strength because of the intense pain in his stomach. Wen Xi closed the car door. Forcibly supported him and walked into the hospital.

The nurse quickly pushed the stretcher and pulled it to the emergency center.

The doctor frowned, "Why did you drink so much wine?"

"Doctor, how is he?"

"Acute gastritis, go for an infusion, and the family members will pay first."

The nurse sent the man to the infusion room. Wen Xi took his wallet and ran to the first floor to pay the fee. She took out the money from the wallet and suddenly saw a photo in the man's wallet.

Above the photo, four people.

They were all young, and Wen Xi saw Lu Qinghan at a glance. He seemed to be sixteen or seventeen years old, with a white shirt, short black hair, and a clear smile. There was a sweet girl standing beside him, and beside him were two A boy in a white shirt.

……

Lu Qinghan had an acute gastritis attack, took a bottle of medicine, and now fell into a coma.

The man's face was covered with sweat, and he didn't make a sound because of the pain.

Wen Xi sat aside, she took out a tissue, wiped it for him, brushed the outline of the man's brow bone with her fingertips, Wen Xi saw a tiny scar on his brow bone.

She hadn't noticed it before.

Wen Xi's fingers lightly landed on the man's brow bone.

Touching this scar with fingertips, it is very pale, as if it was many years ago.

She tidied the quilt for the man, and sat on a chair by herself. This is the infusion room on the third floor of the emergency department. There are not many people getting infusions here at night. Only Lu Qinghan and Wen Xi are there.

Lu Qinghan finished the fluid transfusion around two o'clock in the morning, but had been sleeping all the time, his brows were wrinkled, and it seemed that the pain in his stomach hadn't been relieved. Wen Xi went to buy a hot water bottle, put it in the man's stomach, and then Has been guarding the side.

until the early morning.

During this period, his cell phone rang once.

'Shu Yu' called.

Lu Qinghan opened his eyes, the first ray of light in the morning fell into the white screen window, and the man moved a little.

The golden and transparent light fell on the woman's face. Wen Xi was lying on the side of the bed, pillowing on the man's arm. It seemed uncomfortable to maintain this posture overnight, so the woman frowned slightly, but her breathing was still even.

Lu Qinghan looked at her.

The morning seems to be extraordinarily gentle and peaceful.

As for Wen Xi, it seemed that she had merged with this kind of tenderness and tranquility, like an elf who had fallen into the world. Lu Qinghan looked at her like this, and somewhere in his heart, he suddenly became tranquil, a kind of unprecedented The feeling rises slowly from the depths of my heart.

At this moment, those secretive eyes suddenly had the warmth that human beings should have. The man stretched out his slender fingers, picked up the hair that fell on the woman's cheeks, and gently helped her tie it behind her ears.

Wen Xi felt her cheeks itch, and opened her eyes, looking at each other.

There was a moment of astonishment in Wen Xi's eyes, and she quickly regained her composure, "Mr. Lu, if you wake up, I'll go back first."