The room was quiet and no one answered her.
Xue Yu was not surprised. She had just smelled such a strong smell of blood outside the hospital. She knew that the injuries were extremely serious without even looking.
I'm afraid I'm still in a coma now.
Xue Yu was about to return to the kitchen to continue warming the soup, but suddenly a very low voice came to her ears.
"thirsty....."
Xue Yu thought the man was awake, so she picked up the wooden stick placed beside the bed and leaned forward slightly.
I want to hear clearly what the man is saying.
Strands of hair fell on the man's face, and a faint fragrance could be smelled, refreshing into the heart.
Xue Yu didn't pay attention to this.
The man frowned subconsciously, and the thirst in his throat prompted him to utter a hoarse voice, "Water..."
Only then did Xue Yu clearly hear what the man said. She walked out with a wooden stick and brought a cup of warm tea.
Seeing that the man hadn't woken up, Xue Yu thought for a while, then sat on the edge of the bed, clutching a spoon with a green green root, and scooped water up to the man's lips.
The man seemed to know that someone was feeding him water, and he swallowed it subconsciously.
A bowl of water quickly reaches the bottom.
Xue Yu secretly thought that since he drank water consciously, he should wake up soon.
Just as he was about to stand up and pick up the wooden stick, Xue Yu's lonely wrist was suddenly grabbed by a big cold palm.
The man was obviously bruised and bruised, but his strength was so great that he almost crushed her wrist bones.
Xue Yu had never been in such close contact with a man other than her husband, and she suddenly panicked.
The palms of his hands loosened subconsciously.
The stick fell to the ground and rolled to no one knows where.
Xue Yu endured the pain and hurriedly tried to pull her hand away, "It hurts, please let me go..."
But the man was still in a coma, and he vaguely heard a low pleading voice in his ears, like an oriole being tortured, very pitiful.
He frowned subconsciously, feeling that it was so noisy. Who dared to be so presumptuous in the inner room!
A strong murderous intention rose unconsciously in his heart.
For Xue Yu, who was almost in darkness, she felt that the hand was like a slippery snake, which caused goosebumps all over her body and panic.
Trying hard to pull out, perhaps because the man was in a coma, Xue Yu quickly left the confinement.
But her eyesight was not good, so she didn't notice her feet and suddenly fell on the man's body.
A smell of blood rushed straight into the tip of his nose.
At the same time, she could feel the hardness under the fabric, and the hot temperature was transmitted through it, extremely hot.
Xue Yu didn't react for a moment. Suddenly, the world was spinning and she was suddenly pressed under her body. A big hand pinched her neck tightly.
Perhaps because she was too close, Xue Yu could clearly see the man's dark eyes filled with frost.
It was cold and heavy, as if falling into an endless abyss.
Death and fear tightly wrapped around her body, and the air in her chest was squeezed out bit by bit, making her a little dizzy.
Xue Yu seemed to be in hell, subconsciously trying to open the man's hand with both hands, and reluctantly said, "Let go..."
Wei Jingchen is the prince. He has experienced countless undercurrents in the palace and is extremely wary of any disturbance.
Even if he is in a coma at this time, he can force himself to wake up for a moment.
Wei Jingchen forcibly held up his body, with a fairy-like face and a cold temperament, looking at the woman condescendingly.
"Who are you?"
A cold voice came from her ears, but to Xue Yu, it was like the voice of Shura, and her body trembled slightly.
"...It was me, my husband who saved you..., let me go..."
Xue Yu was a little incoherent.
Wei Jingchen narrowed his eyes slightly and vaguely remembered that a country man had indeed rescued him in the stream. In other words, the woman he was pinching was his wife?
But he didn't believe it.
He was in such a mess, covered in blood, and so horrifying that no matter who saw him, they would just run away.
Who in the world would take risks to save someone?
Wei Jingchen snorted lightly, "You still refuse to tell the truth?"
The strength of the palm never relaxed.
Xue Yu only felt that she was about to die. She couldn't see or hear anything, and Qiu Shui's eyes were filled with tears unconsciously.
My throat hurt so much that I couldn't speak.
Wei Jingchen suddenly caught a glimpse of Xue Yu's eyes, which were a little dull, like beautiful jade covered with a layer of gray gauze.
It turned out to be a blind man.
Harmless to him.
Xue Yu suddenly felt the restraint on her neck loosen, as if she had received an amnesty, and she pushed the man away violently.
Wei Jingchen's body suddenly seemed to have been drained of strength, and he fell heavily, and his eyes closed heavily.
Xue Yu had just found the stick when she heard a violent thumping sound behind her. She paused and looked back.
The man seemed to have fainted again.
But Xue Yu was now immersed in fear, how could she dare to step forward and left in a panic.
After being exposed to the fresh air outside, Xue Yu seemed to be reborn. She raised her fingertips and touched her neck, which felt a little painful.
An indescribable fear once again filled my heart.
If he hadn't let go in time, would she...have died?
Thinking that there might be scars on his neck, he quickly went to find ointment to apply on it, and changed into a hand collar, which just happened to block the pinch marks.
Suddenly, familiar footsteps came from outside the yard, it was Jiang Xuze.
"Madam, I'm back." Her husband's gentle voice came to her ears.
Xue Yu didn't want Jiang Xuze to worry about her, so she didn't plan to tell him what happened just now. She forced a smile and said, "Not yet..."
After saying just two words, Xue Yu felt a slight pain in her throat.
Jiang Xuze heard something was wrong in Xue Yu's voice, "Madam, what's wrong with your throat?"
"It's okay, I'm just a little uncomfortable." Xue Yu tilted her head and smiled at him.
The smile is like the snow-white pear blossoms blooming on the branches in early spring.
Jiang Xuze flashed a look of surprise and said with concern, "I'll make you a pot of pear water later to moisten your throat."
Xue Yu's cheeks turned red and she slowly lowered her head, "Thank you, husband."
A smile appeared on Jiang Xuze's lips and he held her delicate hand.
A feeling of joy suddenly rose in his heart.
He has no regrets about what he did three years ago.
When she is cured, he will definitely make Xue Yu his woman, and from then on she will give birth to children for him.
"Madam, is he awake?" Jiang Xuze has not forgotten the person he rescued.
Xue Yu's body stiffened suddenly, and she felt her neck started to hurt again, "It seems she hasn't woken up yet..."
Jiang Xuze didn't notice anything was wrong with Xue Yu, "You go back to your room and have a rest first, I will take care of the rest."
Xue Yu reluctantly spoke, "...Okay."
Xue Yu knew that Jiang Xuze had not eaten yet, so she planned to go to the kitchen to heat up the food first.
After the food was heated, Xue Yu was afraid that Jiang Xuze would be hungry, so she just walked out of the guest room holding a wooden stick.
A cold voice faintly came from inside, "...Thank you very much, I will repay you..."
His tone was very grateful, and his voice was as clear as pure snow falling on boulders.
Completely opposite to the terrifying image of an evil ghost.
