After cheating into marriage, the perverse and evil young man turns into a wife slave in seconds

Zheng Zhihui was already unconscious when Zhang Boxuan picked her up from the swimming pool, so he rushed her to the hospital.

But after two hours of treatment, she not only did not wake up, but also developed a high fever.

Outside the ward, Zhang Boxuan looked anxious and worried, and his body pressure was extremely low. Doctor Zhou and several experts beside him didn't dare to breathe when they saw him like this.

"If she is in a coma like this, will she not wake up for a long time like before?"

Zhang Boxuan's usually calm eyes revealed a bit of panic and nervousness.

It was not easy to get her back, if she was hurt again, he would really...

"Ms. Zheng fell into the water and fell into a coma this time, which is different from the previous situation." Doctor Zhou said quickly, "As long as Miss Zheng's high fever can be reduced, she will wake up."

"When will the high fever subside? When will the person wake up?"

Seeing his pair of intimidating black eyes staring at him, Dr. Zhou, who was under great pressure, couldn't help but swallow his saliva. "We have already given Miss Zheng fever-reducing treatment. Currently, the high fever has shown signs of subsiding. As for when she will wake up, we still need to observe."

Zhang Boxuan's tense heart still did not relax at all, "Will such a high fever affect her memory or mind again?"

Will she not even recognize him when she wakes up this time?

"This……"

Doctor Zhou was so overwhelmed by the low pressure around him that his words were a little weak. "It remains to be seen for the time being. We have to wait until Miss Zheng wakes up..."

“It remains to be seen. It remains to be seen.”

Zhang Boxuan looked annoyed, and he glanced at them with a frown, "You have a whole team of experts here, but none of you can answer the questions I asked accurately?"

This was the first time that Zhang Boxuan lost his temper in such a harsh tone. Dr. Zhou and several experts standing nearby, who were earning high salaries, suddenly became silent and looked ashamed.

In the end, it was the leading doctor Zhou who stepped forward with a guilty tone, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, it's our fault. We will do our best to treat Miss Zheng."

Zhang Boxuan was feeling anxious, but he also knew that his attitude was a bit too much. He took a deep breath, raised his hand to pinch his temple, and then waved to them.

Several doctors left quietly as if they had been granted amnesty.

After a while, Zhang Boxuan was the only one left in the corridor.

He secretly adjusted his mood before turning around and entering the ward.

The person on the hospital bed was still in a coma. Because of the high fever, her face was abnormally flushed, her eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and she occasionally uttered a faint mumbling that was inaudible.

But Zhang Boxuan could feel that she seemed to be in great pain at the moment.

When Zhang Boxuan saw her like this, he felt a pang of worry and self-blame in his heart, and he hated himself even more for not being able to share any of her burden.

He looked at her deeply, then held her hand and whispered softly, "Don't be afraid, Xiaohui. The doctor said that as long as the high fever subsides, you will be fine. You are so strong that you can wake up after being in a coma for five years. This time... you will definitely wake up soon."

Perhaps it was because she heard his encouraging and comforting voice, but Zheng Zhihui’s frown gradually relaxed a little.

Xie Youshi and Yu Zhiyi were originally going to accompany him to the hospital, but because the old man’s birthday banquet had not yet started, Zhang Boxuan did not let them come.

Before the banquet was over, Xie Youshi and his wife rushed to the hospital.

He also said that the person who hit Zheng Zhihui with a toy gun was the grandson of one of the old man's friends. The other party's parents knew that their grandson had been naughty and got into trouble, so they wanted to come and apologize to Zhang Boxuan in person.

They originally wanted to come with Xie Youshi, but Xie Youshi didn't know what Zheng Zhihui's current situation was, and thought that Zhang Boxuan might not want to entertain them, so he didn't let them come.

Zhang Boxuan really didn't want to deal with these people. Rather than apologizing, he was more concerned about when Zheng Zhihui would wake up.

Besides, tonight is the old man’s birthday, and he didn’t want to embarrass the Xie family, so he told Xie Youshi that there was no need for the other party to apologize.

If we talk about responsibility, he is the one who is most at fault.

He shouldn't have left her side. If he had been with her all the time, she wouldn't have had to deal with any accidents.

It was him who failed to protect her.

He is the one who should apologize.

Fortunately, by midnight, Zheng Zhihui's fever finally subsided.

Zhang Boxuan, whose heart was in his throat, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

the next morning.

"what--"

Zhang Boxuan, who was taking a nap in a chair with his forehead propped up, was suddenly awakened by a terrified scream.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the bed, and saw Zheng Zhihui sitting up with a pale face full of fear.

"Xiao Hui, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Boxuan hurried forward and sat down beside the bed to check on her condition.

Zheng Zhihui, who was still in shock, was gasping for breath. She looked over in panic when she heard the voice and recognized the person in front of her was Zhang Boxuan. She immediately hugged him in fear.

"Brother Xuan..."

Zhang Boxuan felt that her body was trembling as she approached him, as if she was frightened by something.

He quickly reached out and gently stroked her slender back to soothe her.

"Did you have a nightmare?"

With his comfort, Zheng Zhihui finally calmed down after a while. She left his embrace and said with red eyes, "I dreamed that I was shot with a gun and the bullet went through my body..."

Hearing this, Zhang Boxuan's heart suddenly shook.

After a three-second pause, he came back to his senses, stared at her expression, and asked tentatively, "You mean... you dreamed that someone shot you?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "dream".

Zheng Zhihui nodded, "Yeah, I bled a lot, all over the floor, it was horrible..."

That feeling, that pain was so real that she still feels scared when she thinks about it now.

Zhang Boxuan felt as if something had stabbed him hard in the heart.

Thinking of the scene when she blocked the gun for him five years ago, and then seeing her pale face full of fear, Zhang Boxuan felt distressed and guilty, and could not help but hold her in his arms.

His throat was choked, and after a while he spoke hoarsely, "Don't be afraid, it's just a nightmare. It's over, everything is over."

His last two sentences were very soft, more like a murmur.

Zheng Zhihui looked up at him with some confusion, "Is it over?"

Obviously, she didn't understand what this meant.

Zhang Boxuan quickly suppressed the emotions in his eyes, and without further explanation, he just smiled at her gently and said, "Well, now that you're awake, the nightmare will naturally pass."

All nightmares are over.

"Oh~"

Zheng Zhihui seemed to understand what he said, but she just blinked her eyes in confusion.

Zhang Boxuan raised his hand and gently stroked her pale cheek with pity, looking at her with deep determination, "I will protect you well in the future and will never let you get hurt again. You don't have to be afraid of anything."

"Brother Xuan, you are so nice."

The bright smile on Zheng Zhihui's face made her originally pale face glow and color.

After this scare, Zhang Boxuan suddenly felt that whether she could recover her memory didn’t seem so important.

Especially the fear she had just felt from the bottom of her heart about being shot. If she were to think about it, would it become a shadow in her heart?

Zhang Boxuan was worried and began to think -

If the price of restoring her memory is to plunge her into fear and pain, then is restoring her memory really a good thing for her?