roccoschili Chapter 362 Taking care of you every step of the way!
Chapter 362 Taking care of you every step of the way!
"Yes, I like her face. The first time I saw her, I was so amazed by her that I couldn't help myself." Huo Beimo replied half-jokingly.
There were a lot of pop-ups in this video.
[Is Mr. Huo praising his wife’s beauty in disguise? 】
【No! They are just telling the truth. Mrs. Huo is beautiful. Without this face and her family, how could Mr. Huo like her? 】
【well! In the age of looking at faces, it turns out that having a beautiful face is so important. 】
Wen Jiu still couldn't help but curl up his lips while watching the two people's variety show. If even the person involved found it sweet, it would be obvious. No wonder it attracted millions of CP fans after the show was broadcast.
While she was watching variety shows to kill time, Huo Beimo sat quietly on the edge, watching her in a trance, not knowing what she was thinking.
A few hours later, after hanging the bottles, Wen Jiu suddenly felt like going to the toilet, but he couldn't move at all because of his broken ribs.
She looked at Huo Beimo embarrassedly and whispered, "Beimo, I want to go to the toilet."
Although the relationship between the two has reached an intimate level, this kind of thing is still very embarrassing.
"I'll get the basin." Huo Beimo stood up and said.
Just as he was about to leave, Wen Jiu grabbed his wrist.
"Beimo..." She stopped him.
"what happened?"
Wen Jiu's face turned red and he shook his head at him. "I don't want to be in bed...can you..."
Although Huo Beimo tried to persuade Wen Jiu to solve the problem in bed for the sake of her health. After all, her recovery would be faster if she remained motionless, but he was more concerned about his wife's self-esteem and feelings, so he nodded understandingly.
"I'll carry you."
Huo Beimo said, leaning over and hugging Wen Jiu.
Normally, he would hold Wen Jiu easily, but now, he had to worry about whether it would hurt Wen Jiu or touch her wound, which was obviously a bit difficult.
After entering the bathroom, he put her on the toilet. Wen Jiu couldn't even take off his pants due to his health.
Huo Beimo did it directly, which made her face blush even more.
After it was over, he still stood guard by the edge, as if he was worried that something would happen if she left his sight.
When Wen Jiu saw this, he couldn't laugh or cry.
She reached out and pushed him and said, "You're out!!"
"Then call me if you need anything."
"I just need to go to the toilet, can anything else happen?"
Huo Beimo looked back at her three times every step of the way, making her want to find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.
It was really an early experience of senior life.
They say that whether your husband loves you or not can be known only after being hospitalized. She really knew when she was hospitalized.
He not only loved her, he loved her to the core of his being.
After Huo Beimo went out, Wen Jiu finished solving the problem. Then, she called out and he opened the door and came in.
When Huo Beimo picked Wen Jiu up again, Wen Jiu glanced at the wall and asked strangely: "Beimo, why is there no mirror in the bathroom in this hospital?"
Logically speaking, this kind of VIP single room should not even have a mirror in the bathroom.
"Yes, there is no mirror." Huo Beimo's tone was a little unnatural.
Wen Jiu muttered: "I still want to see what kind of injuries there are on my face. It hurts so much. It keeps pricking."
"In a few days, it will be repaired and it won't hurt anymore." After Huo Beimo comforted him, his eyes darkened a bit.
He carried her back to bed and covered her with a quilt carefully.
Wen Jiu took out her phone and tried to use it as a mirror. Huo Beimo suddenly reached out and took the phone away from her hand, and said: "You have been playing for a long time. Stop looking at your phone. Have a good sleep." Helps with recovery.”
"No, I just want to take a photo of my face to see what the wounds on my face look like."
"Isn't it broken now? It's better not to read it until we are discharged from the hospital." Huo Beimo said, putting her mobile phone in his pocket.
Wen Jiu thought to himself, anyway, listening to Huo Beimo's words, he never suffered a loss.
Maybe the wound doesn't look good during the recovery stage, and I just don't want her to affect her mood.
So, he lay down obediently and went to sleep.
In the afternoon, the ward door was pushed open, and the bodyguard guarding the door appeared in the ward with an embarrassed look on his face, and said to Huo Beimo: "Mr. Huo, if Master Ling insists on coming in, we all told him that he will not accept visits. But he said he could help."
After the bodyguard finished speaking, Ling Shuai appeared in the ward.
His face has always been expressionless and calm. Today, his brows are slightly furrowed and he is a little more nervous.
Because he was Huo Beimo's good friend and the leader of the Ling Group, the bodyguard didn't dare to stop him even though he had no force, so he forced his way in with half a push.
Huo Beimo looked back at Ling Shuai and motioned for the bodyguard to give way.
In fact, he really wanted someone to discuss Wen Jiu's injury.
After the bodyguard left, Ling Shuai walked over quickly, nodded to Huo Beimo, and then his eyes fell on Wen Jiu's face.
Wen Jiu obviously saw a strange emotion in Ling Shuai's eyes.
All I saw was that after Ling Shuai stared at Wen Jiu's little face for a few seconds, he clenched his hands into fists, as if he wanted to kill someone.
His nails almost dug into his flesh.
"How could this happen?" Ling Shuai murmured.
Huo Beimo glanced at him, stood up quickly, and pulled him to the next room.
The two of them didn't know what they said, but they only knew that they both looked solemn.
Wen Jiu pondered, wasn't it just a broken rib and a little skin trauma? You should be fine after a few months of rest, right? The way they looked made her feel as if she was going to die.
She asked herself, now that she was very clear-headed, she should not be like Wen Nanzhi before.
After a while, the two of them came out of the small room. Before Ling Shuai left, he stared at Wen Jiu. Wen Jiu felt that his eyes were scarlet, as if he wanted to cry.
After he left, Wen Jiu couldn't help but ask: "Beimo, what were you talking about just now? Why does it feel like there's something wrong with Xiao Shuai?"
"It's okay. He always looks melancholy. Just get used to it."
Huo Beimo stretched out his hand and lovingly brushed away the broken hair from Wen Jiu's forehead.
"But, the way he looked at me just now was weird. Could I be seriously injured and die?"
Especially, Huo Beimo had been guarding the room for the past two days, which made her even more scared.
"Fool, what are you thinking about?" Huo Beimo was amused by her appearance.
This was also the first time in two days that Wen Jiu saw Huo Bei Mo smiling.
It's okay, okay, if he can still laugh, it means she probably won't die yet.
At this time, there was a "pong" sound outside the corridor, which seemed to be the sound of broken glass.
Immediately afterwards, a faint noisy sound came in.
"What's wrong with you, a young man? You're so good, why are you breaking the glass? If you're sick, go get it treated. What's the point of venting?"
"This is Master Ling. I'm sorry. Maybe he's just in a bad mood." Huo Beimo's bodyguard apologized on his behalf.