Are you sure you want to divorce me?

Wen Wenyao reached out to touch him carefully, and seeing that he didn't move, he touched him again.After finding that the hand felt good, he simply stuck his entire palm on his cheek and didn't let go.

"Honey, if it was before, I would never have thought that I would love someone so much. What kind of god are you, with such magical power, that can fascinate me?" Every time, only when Han Yufeng fell asleep After reading it, Wen Wenyao will talk to himself and say what he usually dare not say.But he didn't know that most of the time, Han Yufeng was either woken up by him, or was already awake, so he had already silently eavesdropped on a lot of love talk, and was secretly having fun.

But luckily Wen Wenyao didn't know, otherwise the ceiling of this ward would have to be lifted by him.

Here, Wen Wenyao is still chattering, "Go to sleep, sleep well, and keep your spirits up, we will be leaving in a while."

Because Lin's body is not easy to preserve, even if John ordered an ice coffin overnight, it can only be preserved for eight days at most. After eight days, she must be cremated.

So this is very troublesome, which means that Han Yufeng and Wen Wenyao must rush back within a week, otherwise they will not be able to catch up with the memorial service.Although Wen Wenyao never knew what Han Yufeng was so obsessed with going to Mengguo, but he still chose to listen to him.

In fact, it was mainly because Wen Wenyao met Dr. Ryan by the way just now, asked for his opinion, and got the answer that he could fly, so he was completely relieved.

He thought to himself, maybe he has been overly nervous all this time, but he can't help it, even if other people keep saying by his side, you have to learn to relax, Han Yufeng is by your side, he won't run away.But Wen Wenyao just couldn't do it, because as soon as he closed his eyes, he would see Han Yufeng lying in front of him without breathing, no matter how he shook him, he would ignore him.

"Don't worry now?" Su Jinlun bumped into his shoulder and teased, "It makes you overly nervous. The doctor in charge has already said, as long as you follow this trend and keep it up, there will be no more accidents. Ah Feng It will soon be like a normal person. He recovered well and can even stand up and walk a few steps."

"I hope to see this day. I hope... at our wedding, he will walk up to me and take my hand. And then the two of us together..."

"I will work hard."

"!!!" As soon as Wen Wenyao raised his head, he saw Han Yufeng looking at him gently with half-opened eyes, and slightly raised his hand on his side, as if he wanted to touch his head.

Wen Wenyao quickly took his hand, and put it on his face and slowly rubbed it, and asked softly, "Honey, are you awake? Why don't you sleep more?"

"Woke up by you."

"Ah? I'm sorry, my voice may be a little louder."

Han Yufeng smiled and did not respond. After a while, he said, "Help me up, don't you want a massage? Continue with the previous one."

"Okay! Then just lie down, don't get up! I'll press it for you."

"Xiao Yao, what I just said was not a joke."

"Huh? Well, I know you will do it when you say it. Then, dear Mr. Han, for your lofty ideals, please let the little one massage you."

In this way, Wen Wenyao continued to massage Han Yufeng for five days. The time was too short to see any effect, but Han Yufeng's legs were gradually gaining strength.

On this day, the master Wen Wenyao invited was doing acupuncture on his legs.I saw Wen Wenyao lifted the thin quilt covering it, revealing Han Yufeng's ugly white legs.

Since he hasn't seen the sun for a long time, his legs are really fairer than ordinary girls now.Han Yufeng only glanced lightly, then looked away.

Wen Wenyao knew that he disliked it, so he quickly grabbed his hand and said in a low voice, "It's okay, it's already very good-looking."

"Um. Uh..."

Originally, Han Yufeng's face was calm, but suddenly he frowned and snorted, and the hand that Wen Wenyao held in his palm unconsciously clenched.

Wen Wenyao was shocked, and quickly held it tightly with both hands, asking, "What's the matter? What's the matter? Pain? Why does it hurt?"

Because this was Han Yufeng's first acupuncture, Wen Wenyao didn't understand the situation. Seeing Han Yufeng's veins bulging in pain, he couldn't help asking the master, "What's going on?"

"This gentleman's legs, because they haven't moved for a long time, have weak tendons and can't stand the overbearing silver needle. But it doesn't matter, it will be fine soon."

"It's just the first injection and it hurts like this, won't it be more serious next time?"

"right……"

"What did you say?!" Wen Wenyao stood up immediately and was about to run away, but Han Yufeng pulled him back.

He shook his head at him, and said with difficulty, "Master, you can continue."

Immediately afterwards, he closed his eyes and clenched Wen Wenyao's hand even tighter.But Wen Wenyao had no time to be happy at this time, because he could feel the sweat in Han Yufeng's palm.

He distressedly took a tissue to wipe Han Yufeng's sweat that kept oozing from his forehead.But before I wiped it completely, new sweat continued to ooze out.

"Uh..." Han Yufeng let out another groan, his eyes closed and his teeth clenched. It looked like he was enduring great pain.

But this is only the second needle!

Wen Wenyao regretted it, and he almost ordered his master, "Stop! I told you to stop, did you hear me?!" Even the long-lost foul language burst out.

Although Han Yufeng was in a daze from the pain, he couldn't help frowning when he heard this sentence.

"Xiao Yao, I'm fine, I'll be fine soon."

"..." Wen Wenyao heard his obviously weak voice, his nose was sour, and his eyes soon became moist, "Afeng, we won't treat you, okay? If you can't stand up, you can't stand up. I can ..."

"..." Hearing this, Han Yufeng forcefully opened his eyes, and glanced at him lightly.Su Jinlun was so frightened that he quickly bumped his shoulder, signaling him to speak again.

But Wen Wenyao was very wronged, because he was clearly telling the truth, and he couldn't bear Han Yufeng to suffer like this.If walking normally requires him to go up the mountain of swords and down the sea of ​​fire in exchange for it, then he would rather sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life and let himself take care of him.

But at the same time, he also knew that with such a strong personality of Han Yufeng, it was absolutely impossible for him to give up on himself to such an extent. He would definitely force himself to recover completely, no matter how much pain he had to endure.

It is this kind of character and endurance that makes Wen Wenyao feel distressed.Sometimes, he wished so much that Han Yufeng could yell at him more times, but unfortunately Han Yufeng's few "shows of weakness" were all forced out by him.