Mrs. Lu, do you want me to give you my life?

Ying Xia woke up after dark the next day.

When I opened my eyes, there was a white ceiling and recessed light strips above my head.

He held her hand tightly, "Are you awake?"

Then he rang the calling bell beside the bed.

Lu Jinchuan hadn't spoken for a long time, and his voice was as rough as the wind whistling across the wasteland.

Ying Xia's chaotic mind hadn't resumed thinking yet, she just turned her head to look at him, blinked, and it took a long time for her brain to start working again.

During this period, Lu Jinchuan kept pursing his lips and staring at her, seeing her expression change from bewildered to familiar to surprised.

She opened her mouth, trying to speak, but her throat was too dry.

Lu Jinchuan moved closer, "I'll talk about it later."

The door had been pushed open, and several doctors and nurses poured in. They quickly made basic examinations and diagnoses, and confirmed that the situation had basically stabilized.

After the doctors and nurses left, Lu Jinchuan sat down on the chair, bent down, and put his lips on her forehead.

"You've been sleeping for a long time." Lu Jinchuan said, with a hint of grievance in his tone.

Ying Xia tilted her head to look at him, and frowned slightly, "Did I drink and go to the hospital?"

She was weak all over, her voice was already low, and it was a little hoarse, and it came out through the oxygen mask, muffled and extremely unpleasant.

At this moment, Lu Jinchuan felt like hearing the sounds of nature, and it was great to hear her voice.

Lu Jinchuan caressed her face with his thumb, "Well, do you want to drink again?"

Her memory still stays on the night of drinking, but she doesn't know that he has already lived two days that would have been worse than death, and died again and again.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't know what happened, she just lives like this.

"Don't drink anymore," she shook her head vigorously, raised her hand slightly, and Lu Jinchuan immediately held it.

As if sensing her thoughts, he lowered his head and brought his face close to her hand.

He looked haggard, his eyes were black and blue, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Ying Xia felt distressed when she saw it, and raised her hand to touch the stubble on his chin, which made her palm a little itchy.

"Why don't you shave?" she asked.

Lu Jinchuan rubbed her palm with his chin on purpose, "I did it on purpose, to make you love me."

Ying Xia smiled, "I seem to have had a dream."

"What dream?" His eyes were full of tenderness and love.

The smile on the corner of her mouth grew stronger, "I dreamed that you called me baby, darling, let me get up quickly."

It wasn't a dream, he yelled in her ear thousands of times, hoping she could hear it.

These words brought back the fear of the past two days, Lu Jinchuan pursed his lips, and after a while, he asked, "How did you feel in the dream?"

"You were a bit nasty in the dream." She said

Lu Jinchuan's head was almost close to her cheek, and he could kiss her just a little further.

"My dear, get well soon."

Ying Xia pursed her lips, a little unaccustomed to him like this, but her heart became softer and softer.

Seeing her return to the state of being choked speechless by him again, a smile appeared between Lu Jinchuan's brows and eyes, and it was no longer the forced twitch of the corners of his lips.

Hold her hand and kiss her while calling her: "Baby, baby..."

"You did it on purpose." Ying Xia slightly raised her voice, her chest rose and fell, causing her to cough repeatedly.

Lu Jinchuan was so anxious that he almost called a doctor, but she stopped him.

Caressing her chest, she said, "The doctor said that the lungs are still swollen and hurt. It's my fault. I won't tease you."

After finally slowing down, Ying Xia said, "I..."

"Hush," Lu Jinchuan looked at her with red eyes, "Stop talking, just squint for a while, I'll watch over you."

During the chat just now, she found that her eyelids drooped from time to time, but she still insisted on talking to him.

She just woke up, her body functions have not recovered, and she doesn't have much energy.

Ying Xia stared blankly at him for a while, then her eyes gradually became uncontrollable, her eyes closed halfway, and slowly, completely closed.

Only then did Lu Jinchuan let out a breath, and buried his hands in hers. After holding back for two days, tears overflowed again and rolled down into her palms.

Those little hands moved suddenly, Lu Jinchuan raised his head and saw her half-closed eyes, "I haven't fallen asleep yet."

Lu Jinchuan choked up, "I was discovered by you."

Ying Xia wanted to stand up, but she didn't have any strength at all, so she could only grab his hand and say, "I heard you calling me, I'm just drunk, I don't want to leave."

The corners of her eyes were slightly red, but she forced a smile and said something to tease him, "I still have a lot of money to spend, and if I leave, it will be cheaper for other women."

Lu Jinchuan leaned over and hugged her, put his head on her neck, smelled her body, and said in a muffled voice:

"There will be no other women. You can't cook, and you are always missed. How can I rest assured that I will let you go alone."

These words were repeated in Ying Xia's mind several times, and she suddenly understood the hidden meaning of his words, she slowly tightened her grip on his hand.

"No." She trembled.

Lu Jinchuan: "No, I can."