Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Just after taking a shower, before Jian Luo could sit down, Black Jack called.

Jian Luo was lying on the bed, having just taken a shower, with a faint blush on her delicate face.

"Aren't you in the castle?"

He asked, looking at the darkness in the video.

"Um."

Black Jack looked at the jade-white cheek, a dark color flashed in his eyes.

"It's so late, where are you?" he asked.

Black Jack asked jokingly, "What, are you afraid that I will really climb into your window?"

"Who is scared?" Jian Luo muttered.

"Why is your face so red?" Black Jack frowned, his voice a bit worried, "Did you catch a cold?"

"No." Jian Luo raised his hand to cover his cheek and said, "I just finished taking a shower and the heating in the room was turned on. It's a little hot."

Hearing this, Black Jack was relieved.

"I'm going back to Country Y in the next two days."

"What's wrong? Did something happen to Aunt Joan?" Jian Luo immediately thought of Joan. After all, he also knew that Joan's health had been getting worse every year in recent years.

"No, there's something going on at the company. I'll go back and take care of it." Seeing his anxious look, Black Jack felt warmth surge in his chest, "Why, you can't bear to leave me?"

Jian Luo frowned and reached out to cover his chest.

So sad!

"Luo Xiaobai, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Black Jack became a little anxious.

Jian Luo held up her cell phone, covered up the pain in her eyes, squeezed out a smile and said, "It's nothing, I just want to see you suddenly."

Black Jack's bright blue eyes deepened, and his hearty laughter echoed in the car and reached Jian Luo's ears, "Are you hinting that I can climb through the window at night?"

"Fuck you, I'm going to sleep, hang up."

Jian Luo still smiled as usual and hung up the video. The moment he turned off the video, the phone slipped from his palm and hit the quilt.

He fell on the bed, his handsome face flushed, and a heartbreaking pain came quickly and fiercely without warning.

"Um--"

Jian Luo curled up on the bed, his slender jade-like hands tightly grasping the skirt of his chest. His eyes were closed tightly, and moans of pain kept coming from his lips.

"Knock knock knock."

"Luoluo, have you gone to bed?"

Mo Xiao's voice sounded.

Jian Luo had cold sweat on his forehead, struggled to open his eyes, and got out of bed very slowly.

As soon as he got out of bed, before he could stand firmly, his legs became weak and he fell to the side.

"bump--"

The dull loud noise frightened Mo Xiao who was outside the door. His cold eyes darkened and he quickly patted the door.

"Luoluo, what's wrong with you?"

"Open the door quickly!"

He turned the doorknob and found that the door was locked.

damn it!

"What happened?" Uncle Qin heard the noise and hurried over.

"Uncle Qin, something seems to have happened to Luo Luo. Get the key quickly." Mo Xiao said in a calm voice.

Hearing this, Uncle Qin's expression changed, and he turned around and ran to the study to get the key.

"Luoluo, did you hear that?" Mo Xiao knocked on the door vigorously and shouted.

"Here you go, the key is here."

Uncle Qin rushed back with the key. Mo Xiao reached out to take it and opened the door quickly.

As soon as he stepped into the room, the sight he saw made him panic.

"Lolo!"

He ran over and reached out to help Jian Luo up. The warmth of his tentacles made his handsome face sink.

So hot.

Could it be a fever?

"Blood!"

Uncle Qin, who was standing aside, saw the blood on Jian Luo's forehead and his pupils shrank slightly.

"Luoluo, wake up."

Mo Xiao patted Jian Luo, but he didn't react at all.

"Quick, prepare a car to go to the hospital."

He carried Jian Luo on his back and walked out quickly, followed by Uncle Qin.

The sound of rapid footsteps alerted Mr. Jian in the living room.

He looked up and was shocked to see Mo Xiao carrying Jian Luo downstairs.

"What happened?"

He looked at Jian Luo and saw the unstoppable blood on his forehead. His face turned red and his heart suddenly lifted.

"What's going on with Luo Luo? Weren't you fine when you just had dinner?"

"I don't know either. We'll send him to the hospital first." After saying that, Mo Xiao quickly walked out with Jian Luo on his back. Uncle Qin had already had his car ready at the door.

"Old Qin, hurry up and tell the hospital to prepare." Mr. Jian rubbed his calloused hands and said solemnly.

"I've already notified the hospital."

"Get the car ready. I can't feel relieved when I don't see Luo Luo safe and sound." Mr. Jian took his coat, put it on and walked outside.

When Mo Xiao rushed to the hospital with Jian Luo, Ning Feng was already waiting there.

"My lord!"

Seeing Mo Xiao getting out of the car with Jian Luo in his arms, Ning Feng hurriedly greeted him.

When his eyes touched Jian Luo's unconscious form, he was shocked.

How could it be so serious?

"Where's the doctor?"

Mo Xiao put Jian Luo on the bed, and the nurse quickly pushed the bed in.

"The doctor is already waiting inside." Ning Feng said.

Jian Luo was sent to the operating room, and Mo Xiao stood outside, his face as gloomy as a drop of ink.

"How about it?"

After a while, Mr. Jian also arrived.

Mo Xiao shook his head, "We just sent him in, but the doctor hasn't come out yet."

"Master, please sit down for a while." Uncle Qin supported him and said.

Mr. Jian sat down on the bench with a sullen face.

Half an hour later, the lights in the operating room went out.

As soon as the doctor came out, Mo Xiao and others gathered around him.

"Doctor, how is my son?"

When he met Mo Xiao's icy eyes, the doctor was stunned for a moment and said quickly, "Master Jian is fine. He just has a fever. His forehead was scratched and he has a slight concussion."

Hearing this, Mo Xiao and others breathed a sigh of relief.

Jian Luo was transferred to the VIP ward. Mo Xiao and Mr. Jian couldn't let go and stayed in the ward.

On the hospital bed, Jian Luo was hooked up to an intravenous drip, the wound on her forehead had been treated, and there was still an abnormal blush on her cheeks.

"Dad, why don't you go back and rest first, and I'll keep watch here." Mo Xiao looked at Mr. Jian and said.

Mr. Jian waved his hand and looked at Jian Luo on the hospital bed, "No, I didn't see Luo Luo wake up. I don't feel safe going back."

Hearing this, Mo Xiao didn't try to persuade him any more.

Jian Luo frowned and seemed to be sleeping uneasily.

Mo Xiao sat on the edge of the bed and helped him pull up the quilt. When he was about to take back his hand, he heard him murmuring in a low voice.

"Black Jack!"

Not only did he hear it, but Mr. Jian also heard it.

Mr. Jian looked at the unconscious Jian Luo with complicated eyes, and raised his hand to gently touch the wound on his forehead.

He still remembered that when he was a child, Jian Luo had poor health and caught colds and fevers easily. At that time, he was lying in bed and shouting Black Jack's name. Even now, he still does.

It's really not easy to change something like this.

That's all, I'll just turn a blind eye this time.