Are you sure you want to divorce me?

"Doctor, doctor..." His voice was broken beyond recognition, and finally it was Wen Yehua who asked him the question that everyone cared about.

"Doctor, how is the situation? Was the operation successful? My son-in-law..."

"Congratulations, the operation was successful. But you still need to observe for 48 hours to see if there is any rejection. The patient's body is very weak, and it is estimated that he will need to sleep for a long time to recover this time. As for how long..."

"Pfft!"

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground startled everyone.Wen Yehua hurriedly looked back, only to see that it was his stupid son who broke free from the support of those two people and wanted to come over, but he couldn't stand firmly and sat down on the ground.

"Xiao Yao, you..."

"It worked...it worked...he's a hero..."He's my hero.

"Yes, he is a hero. He made it through. Why don't you stand up quickly? What does it look like sitting on the ground like this? When Yu Feng wakes up, I will definitely tell him." Wen Yehua couldn't bear it as he spoke. Zhu showed a relieved smile.

Although the operation started hastily, fortunately, it ended successfully.

When Wen Wenyao heard his words, he was about to get up in a hurry.But before he could fully get up, the doctors pushed Han Yufeng out.

The embarrassed man pushed the others away, staggered to the gurney, and stretched out his hand, as if wanting to touch his face.

But he found that there was no way to start, so he lowered his hand resentfully, and hooked his fingers instead.

Han Yufeng's hands were icy cold, with no warmth at all, which made Wen Wenyao want to hold both of his hands in his arms to warm him.

But in fact, he could only hook his hand, followed the group step by step, to the door of the intensive care unit, and then watched them helplessly, pushing the person in his heart in.

Then, the heavy door was closed right in front of his eyes.

"Don't worry, you can go in to see him tomorrow afternoon. In two days, you should be transferred out. At that time, you can..."

"Dad, am I dreaming? Quickly pinch me to see if I haven't woken up yet?"

"..." Wen Yehua tilted his head and looked at his stupid son for a long time, and finally couldn't help but slap him on the face.

"Does it hurt?"

"……pain."

"Then you are not dreaming. Keep it safe, and don't lose anyone again." After speaking, he turned and left.

Only Wen Wenyao was left behind shouting, "Dad, where are you going?"

"Go out for a cigarette. By the way, make a phone call and call your mother over."

"Huh? Don't care about domestic business?"

"Is someone else watching, is the high salary a fool? Do you think everyone is like you?"

"I..." Wen Wenyao was tongue-tied for a while, and then he realized that he was already alone in the corridor.Only then did he rush over, lying on the floor-to-ceiling glass in a spider-man posture, and wiped the glass vigorously so that he could see the scene inside clearly.

Han Yufeng had already been messed with by the doctors and nurses at this time. At this time, his whole body was covered with tubes, and he was lying quietly on the bed without moving. Seeing Wen Wenyao, he wished he could go straight through the wall and hold him tightly in his arms. , never let go.

If it is left open like this, will he be cold?

He is so weak, when will he wake up?

Can that heart really function as it should in his body?

Will he be the same as a normal person from now on?

There were too many doubts accumulated in his mind, which made him very anxious, but he had to suppress them desperately.

Dear……

Wen Wenyao carefully sketched on the glass with his hands, as if he wanted to outline his outline, or as if he wanted to engrave it in his heart thoroughly.

I love you.

I want to hear you say, "You love me too".

The doctor's expectation was not bad. Although Han Yufeng survived the operation process and the rejection period, he did not wake up for a long time.

A week had passed in the blink of an eye, and he was still lying quietly on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, unable to respond to others in the slightest.

Wen Wenyao was bored playing with his hands all day long, nagging non-stop in his ear.

"Why don't you wake up? Sleeping Beauty is possessed again? You don't even know the days you didn't wake up, how boring I am..."

"Hurry up and wake up. Show you our dresses..."

"Do you know that our plan has changed and we have decided not to return to China. We will just let you recuperate here, and then we will have a wedding of the century, and then go back in style."

Of course, this is mainly because the doctor said that Han Yufeng's vitality has been severely injured this time, and it will not take a year or so for him to recover from being a normal person.During this period, he must not run back and forth to be tired anymore.

"Well... everyone else is here too, including my mother. She talks about it every day, what to do for you to make up your body. But you are still awake, can't you eat?"

"Honey, I miss you." After Wen Wenyao finished his final concluding speech, he slowly bent down and pressed his forehead against Han Yufeng's cold forehead.

The tips of their noses are facing each other, and they smell each other's breath.

"very nice……"

"Everything will be fine, don't you think?"

"right……"

"What?!" Wen Wenyao straightened up quickly, his eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost, and he subconsciously reached out to rub his ears, thinking it was an auditory hallucination.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't see any other reaction from Han Yufeng on the bed. He couldn't help feeling disappointed again, and his whole body suddenly collapsed.

"Oh..." So I must have heard it wrong.

Just when he decided to stand up and go to the toilet to get a basin of water to wipe his face, he heard a voice again, which made him sit back on the stool again in fright.

Turning his head in horror, he saw that Han Yufeng's eyes were still closed, but his brows were furrowed, as if he was about to wake up, and his lips were moving slightly.

After Wen Wenyao was shocked, he was ecstatic. He tried his best to suppress his heart that was about to jump out, and quickly lowered his head to listen to what he was saying.

Although the word "Xiao Yao" was vague, it sounded like the sound of heaven to Wen Wenyao's ears.

He almost jumped up, and quickly stretched out his hands to tightly hold his hand holding the blood oxygen clip, and let it stick to his cheek. It didn't take long for two lines of tears to flow down the corners of his eyes .

He responded with tears, "I'm here! I'm here...your little Yao is here...my dear, are you finally waking up? Open your eyes and look at me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Han Yufeng really and slowly opened his eyes.

"Baby? Baby? Can you see my face? Can you hear my voice?" Wen Wenyao turned to hold his face again, forcing him to look at himself.

Han Yufeng's eyes were half-opened. Although his eyes were a bit out of focus, they were still very distracted. Finally, he finally focused on Wen Wenyao's face and looked at him fixedly.