Are you sure you want to divorce me?

"???" If he read correctly, the tissue in Wen Wenyao's hand seemed to be stained with scarlet.What's going on here?Xiao Yao was injured?Nosebleed?How could you have a nosebleed?Is it too dry?Or because I take care of myself and sleep less, I get angry.

Thinking of this, Han Yufeng felt that he couldn't stay any longer. He hurriedly controlled the wheelchair and prepared to go out. He didn't care about the softness and dizziness caused by the high fever, and the infusion stand was brought down. Needles on the back of the hand.Fortunately, he didn't even have the strength.

When a person is in a hurry, his potential to explode is infinite, so he quickly reached the door, and then bumped into Wen Wenyao who hurried in.

The moment he saw Wen Wenyao, Han Yufeng's self-raised energy disappeared. He looked up at Wen Wenyao in a daze, his lips moved a few times, and then softened under Wen Wenyao's horrified gaze.

"Afeng!!!" Wen Wenyao yelled, and hurried forward to catch Han Yufeng's limp body, and helped him back to the back of the wheelchair, only to find that his eyes were closed and he passed out.

This made his heart almost stop beating, and when he looked at the back of his hand, blood was still oozing out.His heart tightened, and he hurriedly pushed him back to the side of the hospital bed, then helped him to lie down, covered him with a quilt, and rang the bell for the doctor to come and re-inject him.

Unsurprisingly, Wen Wenyao was scolded by everyone again. He didn't complain the whole time, but kept asking the doctor a question repeatedly, "Is there anything wrong? Is he all right? Didn't you say don't let him get upset?" Is there too much ups and downs? But I..."

At the end, Su Jinlun couldn't bear it any longer, so he said weakly, "Calm down a bit, the doctor said it's all right, it's all right. He fainted suddenly because of a temporary loss of strength, and he woke up soon. But , do you really want him to wake up?"

"..." This question caught Wen Wenyao completely, why would he want him to wake up?He now wishes he had a few more days of sleep.Because Han Yufeng really woke up too fast this time, he was afraid it would be detrimental to his recovery.Even the doctor said that he was obviously still suffering from a high fever and should have remained unconscious, but he didn't expect him to struggle to open his eyes.

Now that he fell asleep again, it was in line with everyone's wishes. The doctor even hoped that Han Yufeng would wake up after the fever subsided completely.

However, the facts proved that Han Yufeng was such a person who often played cards unreasonably, and within less than an hour after passing out, there was another movement.

Seeing that the person on the bed seemed to move, Wen Wenyao rushed forward and grabbed his hand, "Honey? Kiss? Are you awake? Ah Feng? Ah..." Before he finished speaking, Han Yufeng slowly opened his eyes.

"Stop calling..."

"Huh?" Wen Wenyao squeezed his hand even tighter, and leaned his head closer to hear what he had to say, but saw that Han Yufeng had closed his eyes again.His body is really weak, and now he can't even move his little finger. The high fever not only took away all his energy, but also increased the burden on his heart, so he actually has a little difficulty breathing, but he has no strength Say it.Therefore, he could only hook his little finger and touch Wen Wenyao's hand.

"Honey, I beg you, go to sleep, you see how weak you are? Be obedient, ah, everything will be fine when you wake up." Wen Wenyao felt that Han Yufeng's high fever this time made them feel so weak. Months of hard work were in vain, and he was back in the state he had just woken from a long coma.

Is it really going in a good direction?He was skeptical.But he asked the doctor, and the doctor did tell himself emphatically that there was no chance of error in his judgment.

Since it was correct, it was Han Yufeng's original constitution that caused every high fever to look particularly serious.In fact, it is common sense. Because of his stomach, the doctor dared not give him too much antipyretics, because he was worried that his heart would be too strong, and he would not be able to drink a lot of water in a day, and the drip flow rate must be strictly controlled.

"Xiao Yao..."

"Honey! What do you want to say to me?!" Wen Wenyao didn't expect him to respond at first, because he looked breathless at first glance, but he didn't expect to hear such a call, and his voice was so excited All trembling.

"Don't worry, it will be fine in a few days..."

"..." Wen Wenyao suddenly didn't know what to say, and after a long while, he asked awkwardly, "You insisted on refusing to sleep, because...you want to tell me this?"

"no……"

"Ah?" What kind of devil's trick is this?Wen Wenyao was directly in a daze, coauthoring that he was acting affectionate just now, was he moved in vain?But immediately, Han Yufeng's next sentence made Wen Wenyao burst into tears.

"I want to ask... are you... all right now? Is it... this time... too hard..."

"what?"

"In the future...you don't have to avoid me with nosebleeds...I'll be worried..."

"..." Wen Wenyao now feels very complicated in his heart, both ashamed and guilty, "I... my dear, I feel that I love you more every day. How can I not love you? You are so nice... I just Hate me...I didn't cherish you enough before."

"Okay... what's your emotion again?" Han Yufeng forced the corners of his mouth to curl up and said in a breathy voice.His eyes still didn't open, but he didn't fall asleep either, so he just chatted with Wen Wenyao one after another, and had already talked a lot before he knew it.

Finally, Wen Wenyao suddenly leaned over and hugged him, then kissed his side face, and whispered in his ear, "Come on, the doctor said you will be discharged soon."

"..." Han Yufeng smiled weakly for the last time, and then a thread in his heart loosened, and he fell asleep again.

He slept for four days, during which time his fever turned from high to low, which made Wen Wenyao feel relieved a little.However, although Han Yufeng didn't have such a terrible fever a few days ago, he turned to coughing intermittently.Every time he saw him toss and turn, Wen Wenyao felt so distressed that he wished to replace him with his own body.

But he couldn't do anything, he could only coax Han Yufeng to drink some porridge and water after he felt a little better, so as not to dehydrate him again due to excessive consumption.But the effect was very inconspicuous, because Han Yufeng couldn't eat anything now because of his fever, even if he forced him to stuff a few mouthfuls of porridge, it wouldn't take long for him to spit it all into the trash can.

It was really difficult, but fortunately, his various indicators were indeed getting better day by day.