Chapter 269 The beautiful young lady of the Young Marshal of the Republic of China (29)
Chapter 269 The beautiful young lady of the Young Marshal of the Republic of China (29)
"Young Marshal Mu, the patient is unconscious now and this medicine cannot be fed." The nurse looked a little anxious. She wiped the brown liquid that overflowed from the corners of Xia Ji's lips with gauze.
"I'll feed her."
The nurse handed the medicine in her hand to Mu Bochen and walked out of the ward.
Mu Bochen carefully held Xia Ji with one hand, took the liquid in the bowl held in the other hand into his mouth, kissed her pale lips and put the liquid into her mouth.
He put the bowl down and took the gauze and carefully wiped the liquid that overflowed from the corners of her lips. There was fatigue between his brows, but his eyes looking at Xia Ji were full of cherishment and love.
An'an, wake up early, we have a baby.
He looked at her flat belly with gentle light in his eyes.
Adjutant Zhang approached Mu Bochen and said loudly: "Mu Shuai, He Fushi wants to see you."
His eyes were dim, and the tenderness in his eyes was replaced by thick darkness.
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"Miss, you're awake!" The lady has been in coma for nearly a week. Thank God she is finally awake now.
Xia Ji looked around, but did not find Mu Bochen's figure. Her eyes were still a bit hazy, and her tone was a bit worried: "Is Mourinho okay?"
Mu Bochen had not arrived at the ferry before she passed out. I wonder if he encountered any danger on the way.
Seeing this, Xiao Tao hurriedly said: "Miss, everything is fine with Mourinho. He just returned to the military headquarters to deal with something urgent this morning."
"Ms. Marshal Mu has been taking care of her in the hospital these days since she was in coma." The maid Xiao Tao smiled and said good things for Mu Bochen.
The corners of Xia Ji's lips slightly raised when she heard this. At this moment, Mu Bochen walked straight in from outside the ward, and the maid Xiao Tao went out very discerningly, so as not to disturb their two-person world.
"Does it hurt?" Mu Bochen sat next to the hospital bed and held Xia Ji's hand, his dark eyes full of love.
Xia Ji pouted slightly, with tears of grievance shining in her eyes, and her voice was delicate: "It hurts so much~"
"Don't do such dangerous things next time." He couldn't imagine the life after losing her.
There was strong love in Xia Ji's eyes, and she looked straight into Mu Bochen's dark eyes: "I want to protect you, I don't want to watch you fall in front of me."
"If I hadn't blocked this knife for you, that bandit's dagger would have stabbed into your heart accurately."
She still doesn't want to be a widow, Xia Ji said silently in her heart.
"An'an..." Mu Bochen choked on his words, his eyes were extremely captivating, he leaned over and kissed Xia Ji's pale lips.
His deep eyes were filled with strong and hot possessiveness, and his eyes were filled with paranoia and morbidity.
A few days before An An fell into coma, He Fushi came to see him. The scene from that day reappeared in front of Mu Bochen's eyes, and the gloom in his eyes spread to his limbs.
"Mu Bochen, do you think Xia Yu'an really loves you? She is just a pawn that I sent to the Mu Mansion to steal the troop deployment plan!" He Fushi's eyes were full of disdain at that time.
Then He Fushi took out nearly 100 letters written by Xia Yu'an to him.
The letters were written from the time Xia Yuan was studying abroad until the day she returned to China, basically one or two letters per week.
The girl's passionate love story in the letters seems to overflow from the paper. Each letter tells her longing for the future with He Fushi and her sincere love for He Fushi.
When Mu Bochen thought about this, he seemed to hear in his ears the proud face of He Fushi again, and the words he said as he passed by: "Xia Yu'an really loves me."
There was anger in his dark eyes. He closed his eyes in pain, and the aura around him was gloomy and terrifying.
Xia Yu'an was the wife of his matchmaker Mu Bochen, and she was still pregnant with their child. He didn't believe that she could not compare to the one named He.
An'an, I don't care who you love, but I will never let you leave my side!
System 6666 looked at the rising blackness value of the character in the guide and fell into deep thought. Then he switched the page to the host. The scene where she and Mu Bochen got along in the ward was very warm.
It was wondering in its heart, what happened?The main system went crazy again?Nothing is happening now.
It's so weird.
At this time, there was a knock on the door of the ward.
The nurse opened the door and walked in, saying warmly: "It's time to change Miss Xia's dressing."
"I'll help her change it." Mu Bochen took the tray from the nurse and walked to Xia Ji's bedside.
Xia Ji started to take off her clothes when Mu Bochen held her shoulders: "Don't move, I'll help you."
"Be careful of the wound." Mu Bochen warned.
He skillfully untied Xia Ji's clothes, and as the bandage faded away, a bright red scar was revealed.
The porcelain white body is like a white jasmine flower. The only drawback is that there is a terrible knife mark on it.
Mu Bochen's deep eyes looked at the red mark, with a hint of pity in his eyes. He would never let his An'an get hurt again.
He dipped a cotton swab in the medicine and gently applied it to her wound.
"Sigh~"
Xia Ji couldn't help but frowned, with pain in her expression.
Mu Bochen's movements in his hand paused, and he blew on her wound gently before applying it lightly.
Xia Ji lowered her eyes and looked at Mu Bochen who was carefully blowing air into her wound, and her heart moved slightly.
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