Spoiled her husband in a vegetative state after marriage

Ling Feng looked down at her, her cheeks were abnormally red, her eyelids were a little swollen, she looked very uncomfortable, he didn't push her away, and for the sake of her being a patient, he allowed her to play once. Scoundrel.

There was no one in the infusion room in the middle of the night, and a fine wind came through the room. People with a fever are most taboo to blow the wind. Ling Feng took off his coat and put it on Yang Tianle.

Perhaps because of the fever, she seemed to be in a deep sleep, with slight tremors in her dream, and she seemed to be having a not-so-good dream.

As soon as Ling Feng's thought flashed by, Yang Tianle, who was sleeping, suddenly trembled violently.

"Mommy mommy!"

After two mother calls, she struggled violently, to what extent, she shook off her hand and immediately wrestled all the needles off her hand.

Ling Feng was caught off guard, and it was too late to stop her. On the back of her white and tender hand, sporadic drops of blood soon appeared.

"Miss Yang!"

"Mom! Mom! Don't go..."

She was still raving, not waking up.

"Miss Yang! Wake up! Wake up!"

Ling Feng stabilized her shoulders, shook her gently, and woke her up after a while.

Yang Tianle opened his eyes, a pair of eyes that were always full of energy, but at this moment there was only daze and helplessness left, Ling Feng's heart softened inexplicably.

"You sit still, the needle fell out, I'll call the nurse." Ling Feng said, holding Yang Tianle's coat that was about to fall.

Before Yang Tianle recovered from the nightmare, Ling Feng hurried over with the nurse.

"How did you make it like this?" The nurse was shocked when she saw Yang Tianle's bleeding hand. She had been in the infusion room for so long, and she had never seen an adult with his hands like this during an infusion.

"Sorry, I fell asleep." Yang Tianle said.

The nurse took a look at Ling Feng: "She's a patient and she's asleep. Are you, a boyfriend, also asleep? You don't even look at it like this."

Yang Tianle thought that Ling Feng would explain, but he didn't expect that Ling Feng would not, he just said sorry.

The hanging needle was about to be replaced with a new one, the nurse went to the nurse's desk to get a new needle, and Ling Feng pressed the bleeding wound for her with sterile cotton.

"Why don't you explain to the nurse that you are not my boyfriend?" Yang Tianle had completely woken up, she looked at Ling Feng and asked with a smile.

"You're bleeding, is this the time to say that?"

"So you're willing to be my boyfriend if you bleed? Then I can bleed a little more."

Yang Tianle was just joking, but unexpectedly Ling Feng said to her seriously: "A girl is stupid whether she sheds tears or blood for a man. A man who loves you will not make you cry and bleed. A man who doesn't love you Men don't deserve your tears and blood."

The seriousness of his expression made Yang Tianle's heart flutter even more.

This man is not only handsome, but also has a positive outlook. If he can really become his girlfriend in the future, it must be a very happy thing.

She really wants to be that happy woman.

"Okay, remember." Yang Tianle said obediently.

The nurse came over and gave Yang Tianle another injection. After the injection, she took another look at Ling Feng and said, "My boyfriend is more careful this time."

Ling Feng nodded: "Okay."

Yang Tianle was wearing a mask, and under the mask, his mouth was crooked.

She leaned on Ling Feng's shoulder again, and said to him: "Let your girlfriend rely on you."

Although Ling Feng did not refuse her request, he still reminded: "Don't get too involved in the drama."

Yang Tianle smiled and closed his eyes again.

"Are you still going to sleep?" Ling Feng asked.

"I won't sleep anymore, my eyes are a little sore, close it for a while."

"What dream did you have just now? I heard you calling mom all the time."

Yang Tianle opened his eyes: "Are you starting to want to know me?"

Seeing that she was about to make further progress, Ling Feng shook his head: "You don't have to talk about it."

"You really don't give me a chance to push and pull."

Ling Feng was silent, at first he was indeed curious, but seeing her running the train with her mouth full, suddenly he felt indifferent, even if she told it, who would know if what she said was true.

"I dreamed that it was time for my mother to die. She was full of tubes. Let me save her and let her go." Yang Tianle said with a choked voice.

Ling Feng didn't expect such a story at all, and immediately regretted the question that he asked too much, he shouldn't poke her sad things.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have asked."

"It's okay, no one will ask except you."

Yang Tianle remembered that during the time when her mother died, she often had such dreams, but her father didn't know about it.My father loves her very much, but he is too busy. He needs to support the huge company and family business alone. He has too little time for his family, so every time he has such a dream, Yang Tianle They were all curled up in bed, crying bitterly by themselves.

Never asked her what dream you had just now.

Ling Feng was the first person to ask this question. Although she knew that he might not ask out of concern, but simply out of curiosity, she would still be a little moved.

"Your parents should be okay, right?" Yang Tianle asked.

"Passed away." Ling Feng said.

Ling Feng was also a child whose parents died early and was the head of the family. When his parents died, he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but he also had a younger sister.

At that time, his sister was still young, so he didn't even have time to be sad, so he immediately took up the heavy responsibility of his brother and began to take care of his sister.

Yang Tianle didn't expect that Ling Feng's life experience would be so similar to hers, and felt that they were getting closer now.

"Then do you miss them very much?" Yang Tianle asked.

"My younger sister often misses her parents and cries a lot. When she cries, I miss her more than her." Ling Feng said, this is something he has never told anyone else. I don't know why, but it is natural at this moment He immediately told Yang Tianle.

"Your sister is happy, at least she still has you as a brother." Yang Tianle recalled the scene of sending Ling Feng's sister to school. Although Ling Feng also looked so serious in front of his sister, the two brothers and sisters occasionally had a small but warm relationship. Interaction will still make Yang Tianle feel envious.

But Yang Tianle is an only daughter, she can't understand what it's like for someone to miss her mother and wait for her father with her, and she has never experienced what it's like to have her brother hug her when she's sad.

Seeing her sad, Ling Feng didn't know how to comfort her.

He thought that she was a little princess with a prosperous life and a happy family. Unexpectedly, her original family was not so perfect.

*

After hanging the two bags of water, it was already daylight.

Yang Tianle was sweating all over, and the fever had subsided.

After the fever subsided, she started to feel hungry. On the way, Ling Feng found a noodle restaurant and packed a bowl of noodles for her. She squatted on the curb and finished a big bowl of noodles.

The two returned to the hotel, nearly seven o'clock.

As soon as Ling Feng's car stopped, He Meixin came back from a morning run outside. She was wearing a fluorescent coat and her hair was tied into a high ponytail. She looked youthful, no different from a freshly graduated college student.

He Meixin recognized Ling Feng's car at a glance. Although Ling Feng's public identity was a bodyguard, his car was low-key and luxurious, and the price was high. It was no longer something ordinary stars could afford to drive.

This car was given by Jin Zhongting after Lingfeng rescued Jin Zhongting who was almost killed in a yacht explosion that year. He seldom drives it. I also feel that my status is not suitable for driving such a car.

"Brother Ling Feng." He Meixin greeted Ling Feng with a bright smile.

Ling Feng nodded to her, and was about to open the door for Yang Tianle in the back seat, but was stopped by He Meixin.

"Brother Lingfeng, where did you come back from early in the morning?"

"Hospital."

"Are you sick?" He Meixin's expression suddenly became tense, "Where is the discomfort? The place where you fell before? Is it important? What did the doctor say?"

"not me."

He Meixin was startled: "That's it?"

Yang Tianle in the car couldn't hold back for a long time, she opened the door and got out of the car, saying, "It's me."

He Meixin turned her head, and the moment she saw Yang Tianle, a trace of displeasure flashed in her eyes, but she quickly covered it up.

"It's you, Tianle, what's the matter with you?" This question was much more perfunctory than when she was concerned about Ling Feng just now.

"It's okay, just a little cold."

He Meixin went to the hospital in the middle of the night thinking about a small cold. This young lady can really trouble people, but of course she didn't dare to confront Yang Tianle face to face. After all, she is the heroine of this play, and her family is very powerful. Little actors without background can be offended.

"Then take a good rest. The temperature difference between morning and evening is huge. If you don't pay attention, the cold may get worse."

"Thank you."

Yang Tianle turned around and left, she didn't want to stand in the same picture with He Meixin for too long, after all, she just came back from the hospital, wearing big pajamas, she couldn't see her figure at all, like a bear from the North Pole, or An unkempt bear, standing next to He Meixin, a beautiful little white flower, made her feel like she was buried.

Ling Feng followed.

"Why are you walking so fast?"

When I was in the hospital, my heels seemed to be filled with lead, and I struggled to take two steps, but suddenly I walked like flying.

"You want me to walk slowly, so I can stay with her for a while?" Yang Tianle became angry when he thought of He Meixin's mouthful of "Brother Lingfeng" just now, "How many younger sisters do you have? Why can anyone do it?" call you bro?"

"The mouth grows on other people, it's beyond my control." Ling Feng was still indifferent.

If it was another man, He Meixin might feel numb all over as soon as she called her brother.

Yang Tianle also realized that he was a bit unreasonable, so he said in a soft tone: "Go and rest, thank you for your hard work."

"Send you up first."

If he wanted to give it away, Yang Tianle would naturally not refuse.

The two walked into the elevator, Yang Tianle looked at himself reflected in the glasses, and suddenly felt a little inferior.

"Am I ugly?"

Ling Feng glanced at her and felt that this woman's brain circuit was going too fast, and he couldn't keep up with it. She was fine just now, why did she suddenly get involved in her appearance?

"Isn't that the case with sick people?"

"Sickness is also very delicate."

"That's a fake illness."

Yang Tianle thought about it, and it made sense.

"What about when I'm not sick? Is it beautiful?"

"Do you care about what other people think of you?"

"It's not someone else, it's you."

Ling Feng was silent.

When the elevator reached the sixth floor, just when Yang Tianle thought he would not be able to wait for his answer and was about to get off the elevator, he suddenly heard him say: "Beautiful."

*

Yang Tianle only rested for half a day, got some sleep, and went on to continue filming.

She told Sister Ning not to wake up Ling Feng and let him rest. He must be tired after spending the whole night with her. She didn't need bodyguards on the set, so she could just give him a day off.

The play in the afternoon is a rivalry between Yang Tianle and the third female He Meixin.

He Meixin didn't know if it was because of nervousness, or because she didn't memorize the lines well, and frequently forgot the words, so she couldn't catch Yang Tianle's play at all.

Yang Tianle had just slept for a few hours after the fever subsided, and He Meixin kept freezing, causing a scene that could have been completed in 10 minutes to be delayed for nearly four or ten minutes.

"Meixin, what's the matter with you?" The director was also a little impatient, if he hadn't liked He Meixin's face and was unwilling to scold her, he should have lost his temper long ago.

"I'm sorry director, I'm a little nervous." He Meixin said.

"Why are you nervous? It's not like you don't know Tianle." The director coaxed patiently, "Don't be nervous, take it easy, let's fight for this one, shall we?"

"Ah."

"Okay, 123, action!"

"..."

Of course, I forgot the words again.

Yang Tianle's feet were so weak that he could hardly stand up.

"What's the matter with you?" She couldn't help but opened her mouth, "Is it hard to remember such a short sentence?"

In fact, Yang Tianle's tone was not serious at all, she was just a little helpless, but she didn't expect that He Meixin's eyes turned red and she started to cry.

"I'm sorry Tianle, I'm holding you back, I'm really sorry."

As soon as the pure little white flower burst into tears, the men at the scene couldn't sit still. Several staff members including the director surrounded her, some handed tissues to her, and some comforted her. The scene was so spectacular.

"I don't think you are holding me back. You are wasting everyone's time like this. You can remember such a short sentence with a little effort. What are you thinking?"

"I didn't think about it. It was my first time for such an important scene. I was really nervous."

When the director heard He Meixin say that her play was an important play, a sense of accomplishment came to him immediately, and his desire to protect was instantly overwhelmed.

"Okay, okay, everyone, stop talking and take a rest for 10 minutes. Tianle is also tired, so sit down and let Meixin adjust her emotions."

When the director spoke, Yang Tianle naturally had nothing to say.

Yang Tianle went to rest in the nanny's car, but He Meixin unexpectedly followed her.

"Tianle, I'm really sorry, can you forgive me?" She looked very pitiful, but Yang Tianle didn't like that.

"You don't have to apologize to me, you hurry up and memorize the lines, let's hurry up and get over this one, okay?" Yang Tianle said.

The tone of these words was not serious, and it was not right about the matter, but he didn't expect that He Meixin's tears would fall down like she didn't want money.

"Why are you crying? Didn't you scold you?" Even Sister Ning who was on the side couldn't stand it.

He Meixin glanced at Sister Ning, said sorry to Sister Ning, and bowed to them, and ran away crying after bowing.

The two were at a loss, until the news that Yang Tianle was bullying the newcomers in the same group in the afternoon, they realized that they were being calculated.