Newly married wrong love, blaming ex-wife

Chapter 290 Still Useful

She moved her hand, and it hurt a little, no, it hurt a lot, even if it was just a slight movement, it was almost heart-piercing pain.

Still feeling pain, still alive.

She looked at that window again, as if she could still smell a kind of spring air, and even the wind was warmer.

And those winds also bring a light fragrance of flowers.

She looked away again, and finally landed on the man in front of her. The corners of her lips were chapped and slightly moved, but she couldn't say anything?

Something is finally broken and never sticks back.

Ling Ze picked up the cup from one side and put it in front of her.

"Drink water."

He remembered that the nurse said that as long as she wakes up, she can drink some water. He has kept this glass of water here all the time and has changed it many times, but he has not counted how many times it has been changed.

Mu Tianen looked at the cup in front of her, she wanted to pick it up, but found that she didn't have any extra hands at all, one was wrapped tightly, and the back of the other was getting an injection.

Ling Ze seemed to have discovered something, he stretched out his other hand to the pillow, and also helped her head up, but Mu Tianen smelled a strange smell on him.

He seemed to have not changed his clothes for a long time, and he had a sour smell all over his body.

She opened her mouth and drank some water, but she seemed to have lost her soul. The light in her eyes finally went out, and she was timid.

Ling Ze moved the cup away, and pulled the quilt for her.

It's just that when his hand touched her face, he couldn't feel any warmth?
Her face was like that of a dead man.

And his hand seemed to have touched a piece of ice, so he quickly withdrew his hand.

Mu Tianen closed her eyes again, she wanted to sleep.

She woke up again, and when she opened her eyes, it was dark outside. It turned out that she had slept for another day, and the medicine was stopped.

She raised her left hand, which was still covered with gauze. There were a lot of injuries, how many?

But it didn't seem to hurt much.

She raised her right hand again, shaking it slightly, and it was that unbearable pain again.

Will she always be in pain like this in the future, she doesn't know?

But she knew that this seemed to be the time when she was in the most pain. If it still hurts like this in the future, why would she still be alive? Wouldn't it be good to give this life back to Mu Tianqing?
Ling Ze walked in, also carrying something in his hand, and when he saw Mu Tianen sitting on the hospital bed, he couldn't help speeding up his pace.

"I bought soup dumpling, would you like to eat some? Your sister said you like this the most."

Ling Ze put the soup dumpling on the table, and then his body shook slightly, as if he also realized that he had said something wrong?

"I bought beef."

He put the buns from the bag into a bowl, and said, "Zhuo Xinming said you can eat them."

He brought out the bowl again, and blew on the steamed stuffed bun. The shrimp meat and crab roe were not edible, so he could only eat this.

He put the buns in front of Mu Tianen, picked up the chopsticks and put one by her mouth, and ate one.

Mu Tianen raised his hand, knocked over the bowl with a snap, and the bun also fell on the quilt.

Ling Ze's hands were still in the air, while Mu Tianen pulled up the quilt and continued to sleep.

She hasn't eaten soup dumplings for a long time, and she doesn't like to eat this kind of buns anymore.

Ling Ze picked up all the buns on the quilt, but the bun juice was all over the quilt. He walked out, and a nurse came over after a while, and changed the quilt.

When the quilt on her body was uncovered, Mu Tianen didn't even move, she was not afraid of the cold, she just opened her eyes and looked at her wrist which was tightly wrapped in gauze, moving her fingers slightly, it was the kind of unbearable pain .

Then the quilt was covered, and one hand pressed the quilt lightly. It was a pair of man's hands with slender fingers and well-defined joints, but it was just such a pair of hands that pushed her to those Inside the glass slag, almost all the blood on her body was drained.

She begged him.

She begged many times, she knew he was outside, she heard his footsteps, but he still left in the end.

"Sorry……"

In the low and helpless voice, I don't know how much heaviness has been added in, and Mu Tianen has heard this kind of sorry many times.

Not every sorry can be exchanged for a sentence.

It doesn't matter every time, it means I forgive.

She also said sorry, she said it countless times, but no one forgives her, no one forgives her, even in this life, they will hear her sorry, but it doesn't matter that they will never give her.

She doesn't want to eat soup dumplings, she doesn't want to eat them at all, she also hates soup dumplings, just like Xu Lanying hates her, just like Ling Ze hates her.

She took her right hand out of the quilt. At this time, her hand was swollen, no matter whether it was the left hand or the right hand, it was the same. Even the ring on the finger seemed to be a little tighter.

She raised her right hand with great effort, touched the ring, and wanted to pull it off.

"do not move."

Ling Ze also held her hand tightly, the wound would open
Mu Tianen finally put down her hand, she shook her hand, and then put her hand under the quilt, but she still touched the ring, and she wanted to take it off.

But as long as she moved, it would be such a pain, and there was a lot of cold sweat on the top of her forehead, as if neither the left nor the right hand belonged to her.

Zhuo Xinming finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then put down Mu Tianen's paw.

"The wound is not open, it's good. Don't move around anymore. You were very cooperative and obedient before. Why are you so disobedient now?"

Mu Tianen looked at his thick claws.

"Is it still working?"

Now she almost can't feel this hand, can it still be used, is it a decoration, can it be seen in the future, but it can't be used?

"It's just that the wound is deeper, you think too much."

And when he said these words, he couldn't help hiding a bit of guilt in his eyes. This wound is deeper and heavier, but troubles will come. It hurts the nerves, and the flesh and blood can grow well, but But the nerves can't grow well, just like what he once said, Mu Tianen may be disabled, and he still has his right hand, but no matter what, the hand is still there, and it shouldn't affect his future life.

"Doctor Zhuo..."

Mu Tianen retracted her hand under the quilt, as if she was afraid of being seen, but her hand was tense.

"I want to eat buns."

"Steamed buns, okay," Zhuo Xinming knew, "You want to eat buns, I'll buy them for you in a while, what kind of buns do you want?"

(End of this chapter)