This loss made him feel a little flustered.

Fanji has such a good wife. Shouldn't he be happy for him?

Jin Shou went to the bathroom to wash his face and looked at the slightly pale face in the mirror in a daze.

He settled his mind, put aside what he had and didn't have in his mind, returned to his bed and continued to look at Fanji in a daze.

Sleeping in bed, the edges and corners of his face seemed to soften, and the aura he had in the past dissipated. In fact, he was no different from ordinary people except his handsome face and strong figure.

Kam Shou looked at his facial features, his eyes gradually lost focus, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this time, Fanji's eyelashes moved gently.

Jinshou was stunned. He hurriedly rang the call bell by the bed, and then looked at Fanji nervously for fear of missing his slightest change.

Fanji moved her head, and her eyelashes trembled even more. It seemed that she was about to wake up.

Jin Shou whispered, "Fanji, can you hear my voice?"

Fanji slowly opened his eyes and adapted to the light of the day. The first thing that came into his eyes was the nervous look of Jinshou.

"Are you worried about me?" Fanji whispered. Her voice, which had not been used for a long time, sounded a little sick and hoarse. "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"You've been lying in bed for three or four days," Jin Shou said. He really didn't seem to be in a trance, and there were no symptoms that the doctor had said might worsen. A big stone finally fell to the ground. "I haven't had time to thank you..."

Fanji pulled the corners of her mouth, and then felt the current state of her body. She was also helpless.

Originally I wanted to take advantage of this time to take Jin Shou out and walk around. Now I can only stay in the hospital bed and wait for complete recovery.

"Oh, by the way, there happens to be some Sydney soup here, which your wife specially made for you," Jin Shou looked at the pale color on his face and turned to take the thermos pot. "She brings some soup every day these days..."

After listening to Jinshou's words, Fanji didn't react to what he was saying for a while. He just frowned and looked at the full thermos.

wife?

When will a wife emerge from such a good young man who has been single for more than 20 years?

Jinshou is busy lowering his head to serve soup for Fanji. He doesn't notice anything wrong with him. He unfolds the small table on the nursing bed and carefully puts the bowl in front of Fanji.

When the familiar aroma came, Fanji's frown could not help stretching.

"I have devoted all my life to the Legion in the past 20 years. Where is my wife?" he took a sip from the bowl and suddenly felt that the dryness of his voice was relieved a lot.

Jin Shou blinked and looked embarrassed. "I thought she was your wife... Is she your sister?"

"I have no sisters."

Jin Shou was stunned and said, "is that your confidante? Girlfriend?"

Fanji couldn't help but smile, "where do you want to go..."

Fanji put down the empty bowl and jokingly said, "that's my mother."

Jin Shou looked at him with a confused face. After a long reaction, he realized what he was talking about.

Mother... Kiss?

"So that's an aunt?" he said with a surprised expression on his face. "How can an aunt be so young!"