Lucky to Have You Till the End

Tang Xinyan closed her eyes and tried to break his big hand around her waist.

But he refused to loose a point.

The nurses who came and went, the patients who were in the hospital, gave them strange eyes from time to time.

Tang Xinyan is not as strong as he is, and simply stops struggling, "You let me go first."

Mo Chiwei let go of her. Before she could say anything, she saw him bend down, with his palms on his stomach, his sword eyebrows furrowed, and an expression of pain.

Tang Xinyan chased her out when he thought of his stomach bleeding before finishing the operation. She quickly supported his arm, "Go back to the ward first."

"Are you not leaving?"

She wanted to go, but how could she go if he didn't take the body seriously?

Helping him to lie down on the hospital bed, she poured the porridge into a bowl and fed him with a spoon.

"During my stay in the hospital, do you come every time you post?" He asked in a low voice after taking a sip of porridge.

Tang Xinyan took another sip of porridge, and after blowing the heat, he fed it to his thin lips, "Tomorrow I will go back to the village with my mother, and grandpa and grandma will celebrate the day."

"Back to the village?"

"Ok."

"How long will it take?"

Tang Xinyan glanced at him, "Don't worry about too much, take care of your illness in the hospital."

After feeding the porridge, looking at him silent and cold, she pursed her lips and said lightly, "I'm going back. If you still want to have porridge tomorrow, I will praise it in the morning and let Jiancheng get it downstairs from my house. "

...

After Tang Xinyan left, Mo Chiwei sat on the hospital bed in silence.

Not long after, Chi Zhiheng pushed the door in.

"Fourth brother, in order to recover your wife, you have used it to pretend to be sick. Why are you so good at it?" Chi Zhiheng moved a chair and sat down on the bed.

Wei Mo Chi said with a deep face, "Have you brought cigarettes?"

Chi Zhiheng raised his eyebrows and stared at him, "Are you not having stomach bleeding?"

"Stop talking nonsense, give me a cigarette."

Chi Zhiheng took out two cigarettes from the cigarette case, and handed one of them to Mo Chiwei. After the ignition, he looked at Mo Chiwei who was squinting his eyes and said, "Fourth brother, does this trick work? "

"It's useless, she is going back to the village tomorrow!" If he followed, wouldn't he be exposed?

Just as Chi Zhiheng wanted to say something, he suddenly noticed that Mo Chiwei's expression sank. He also realized that something was wrong, so he quickly turned his head and looked at the little woman who was standing at the door.

It was Tang Xinyan who had gone and returned.

Tang Xinyan forgot to take the heat preservation box when she left, thinking that she would praise the porridge tomorrow morning for Jian Cheng to send it over, she folded it again.

But I didn't expect to hear the dialogue between Mo Chiwei and Chi Zhiheng.

He even pretended to be sick!

In the morning, after she learned from Jian Cheng that his stomach was bleeding, she had been restless and worried, but as a result, he actually pretended to be sick!

Seeing his smog-like handsome face, her eyes reddened, and she nodded with gnashing teeth. She didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

Mo Chiwei wanted to catch up, but Chi Zhiheng, who realized the seriousness of the matter, quickly stopped him.

"Four brother, she doesn't believe you anymore. If you chase to explain, it will undoubtedly add fuel to the fire. Then, if you believe me, I will explain to him!"

Mo Chiwei's sword frowned, his eyes coldly looking at Chi Zhiheng, "Don't talk nonsense!"

"I know."

...

Chi Zhiheng is Tang Xinyan who catches up in the parking lot.

He wanted to pull her arm, but felt it was wrong. He directly buckled the door of the car and squinted at her angry face, "Miss Tang, let's talk."

"Are you here to be a lobbyist?" There was a hint of sarcasm in her flushed eyes, "Do you think I will believe him again? I don't know what he said is true or what he said. Is it fake?"