But even if she said so, there was pain of remorse in her dark eyes.

And her pain, as if infected her, she suddenly hugged him.

Even she was surprised by her abrupt behavior.

If it had been before, I'm afraid she would never have thought that she would hold Ye Wenming again.

But now, she really hugged him!

Guilt? Is it heartache? Or... What else?

"Ye Wenming, that's enough... You don't have to blame yourself, do you know? When the blood is transfused back to your body, I am even very glad that there is still this blood. If there is no blood, if you really have any accident, then I... "Her voice choked, some can't go on," fortunately, you got off the operating table safely. "

Ye Wenming was stunned, her nose full of her breath.

She is holding him... How long, she did not take the initiative to hold him?

Vaguely, as if a long time ago, when she loved him, she would always take the initiative to hold him, and then coquetry him to love her more.

What she said at that time was "not enough. I want you to love me more. Wen Ming, I am a greedy woman. If you can't give me a lot of love, I will never feel enough."

But now, what she said was "enough, really enough!"

Ye Wenming closed his eyes, opened his arms, and gently hugged the person in front of him. He was afraid of the hug. It was just his fantasy. He was afraid that the hug had never existed.

Zhuo qianyun's body was slightly stiff, but he didn't push away Ye Wenming. Instead, he continued to say in a soft voice, "you have done a lot for me. If I was afraid of you before and didn't believe you, then... Now it's gone. I know that no matter what danger my children and I have, you will save us with your own life!"

Looking at him lying on the operating table, all she wanted was to hope that he would be safe!

Also today, she found out that she would love this man.

For a while, ye Wenming's hoarse voice came low, "aren't you afraid of me?"

"Yes, I'm not afraid." She murmured, for fear that he would be hurt more.

"Qian Yun... Qian Yun..." he kept mumbling, face buried in her chest, voice is so choked.

Even now he, in fact, each word, will affect the wound, but he can't help but read her name.

It's like this name has been on his mind for a long time...

- -

Zhuo qianyun woke up in Ye Wenming's hospital bed.

It was embarrassing for her.

Although Ye Wenming's ward is a VIP ward, and the bed inside is bigger than an ordinary bed. Even if two people lie on it, there is still room, but it's still embarrassing.

What's more embarrassing is that when she opens her eyes, she meets Ye Wenming's eyes in front of her.