Pampering Husband And Sweet Wife
Chapter 38 Who's Worried About You?

Who's Worried About You?

He was so amused that Lu Zhanke barely resisted the urge to laugh, stared innocently with his pair of big, bright eyes and said, "I still want to chat, huh?"

Ai Changhuan subconsciously refused, "No, of course not... Wait, what? You want to talk to me?"

After contacting Lu Zhanke's joking gaze, Ai Changhuan finally replied that he was being tricked.

With a grim face, he threw away the blanket, then lay down, turned his back on Lu Zhanke and said, "Don't chat, get thirsty."

Although he spoke very calmly, in reality, Ai Changhuan was secretly gritting his teeth. He dared to play it!

Seeing Ai Changhuan get angry, Lu Zhanke inevitably became awkward. He just wanted to tease her without any intention of surpassing himself.

She knew she wouldn't notice him if she pretended to have chest pain again.

He regretted.

"Changhuan..." She tried to make up with him by tugging at the corner of her dress.

"For what?" Ai Changhuan replied angrily.

"That's ..." He blinked his eyes, trying to think of saying something that would not bother him anymore. "Oh, I just wanted to ask, how long have I been sleeping?"

It was a typical way to ask when he didn't know anything else to say! Ai Changhuan replied seriously, "It's been three days since you came out of the operating room."

"You've been by my side for three days?" Lu Zhanke was slightly moved.

"Yes, said the doctor ......." Recalling the doctor's words that Lu Zhanke might never wake up, Ai Changhuan was saddened, so she didn't want to remember those feelings anymore. He let out a heavy sigh, and said, "Well, it's okay, it's best that you've woken up."

Hearing Ai Changhuan say so, Lu Zhanke was deeply moved. What he initially thought was that he had at most only come to see her once, yet, now he knew that she had even continued with him for days. He feels very guilty, “Are you tired? If you're tired, go to bed, I promise I won't bother you.

Ai Changhuan's body suddenly became stiff, then slowly turned to look at Lu Zhanke, which indicated that he was not angry. He gently channeled his mouth, saying, “You are still alive, this is better than everything. It doesn't matter if you make me angry."

"It's so stupid." Lu Zhanke raised his hand, and gently scratched the tip of his nose, looking into his eyes where he could see many things: joy, love, pain, nostalgia, sentimental attachment, and an overbearing atmosphere. He was determined that he would not let her go so easily.

"You called me an idiot again." Ai Changhuan muttered a word, but could not help but laugh, "It's nice to hear you curse, you know, I'm really scared, then. But I don't have anyone to talk to."

At that moment, everyone was worried about Lu Zhanke, and everyone was extremely depressed. She was afraid that expressing her worries would only make them feel more stressed, so she had to endure and not say anything.

But now Lu Zhanke was awake, and he seemed to have found someone to rely on, so the words were spoken involuntarily. They talk to each other like the closest people.

Lu Zhanke clearly felt his different intimacy. A strong-willed and courageous young man like him, he could not help but hold a soft heart, whispering and comforting him, "I promise, I will never let you worry."

Seen through, Ai Changhuan felt a little embarrassed, "who's worried about you? I'm not worried. I'm not worried at all."

“When I am in a coma, why do I seem to hear someone talking to me all the time? I gotta get up. Is that someone else?"

Ai Changhuan suddenly blushed, and she also stuttered, "You are you ...... You must have misheard, you're hallucinating, hallucinating!"

"OK, okay, it's an illusion ..." Seeing him become agitated again, Lu Zhanke hurriedly stopped.

After a while he added, "I'm happy, really."

Ai Changhuan turned around and buried her face in the pillow, and no longer answered her.

Satisfied and silent, Lu Zhanke went to sleep with his hands and head next to each other.

He's been sleeping till the afternoon. Lu Zhanke woke up when Ai Changhuan was still sleeping, but he had changed his posture, like a koala, half-hugging his body.

As soon as Lu Zhanke turned around, he saw her sleeping on his shoulder. Judging from the bruising of her eyes, she learned that she really did not have a good rest for a long time, and her hair was laid out randomly. As he knew, he was dressed neatly even when he was taking a walk in the courtyard. It was not her style to dress in an unkempt manner.

But looking at Ai Changhuan, Lu Zhanke felt his heart warm. "This is my wife, and being with her is happier than anything."

In the evening, Lu Zhanke ate a nutritious meal cooked in the hospital. Since he was severely injured, he had to replenish his nutrition in time.

But the food, even though it is called nutritious food, tastes very bad. Lu Zhanke barely ate two bites, and lost his appetite, which made Ai Changhuan anxious about him, and he urged him to eat a little more.

Lu Zhank felt like his eyelids were hot and heavy, but he pushed himself to talk to Ai Changhuan, "I don't want to eat hospital food... I want to eat your cooking..."

Actually, her voice was very low, but Ai Changhuan thought she was intentional, so she did not realize what was wrong.

"Thank you?" Lu Zhanke looked at him a little.

“For what 'really'?

"really... Cook for me?"

"Of course it's true... As long as it doesn't feel bad." Ai Changhuan did not tell her that her cooking skills were soaring because she wanted to give her a surprise.

He lifted the spoon to his mouth and gestured for her to open her mouth and eat more.

"It's a pity .. I didn't have it last time ..."

What he said was the last time Ai Changhuan cooked food for him, and then he went to look for Du Yucheng. When he came back, he fainted, so no one had an appetite.

Ai Changhuan reached out to help her wipe a bit of sauce from her mouth. He comforted her, "Have it, I will give you better food, but now, you must eat these things."

With Ai Changhuan's promise, Lu Zhanke roused his spirit to eat the rest of his food.

Before going to bed, Lu Zhanke told a joke, and then tried to let Ai Changhuan sleep with her, but she refused. He was afraid to press his wound. To calm her wounded heart, Ai Changhuan also offered a kiss.

Perhaps due to the afternoon sleep, in the evening Ai Changhuan did not sleep for a long time, lay on the bed calmly counting sheep, and after the sheep she began counting dumplings, she began counting dumplings, but still could not resist getting upset, wanting to turn around and move. . In order not to wake Lu Zhanke up, he could only lie motionless.

At midnight, she ended up sleepy but had nightmares. It was like something was pressing against his chest, and he was almost out of breath. In the dream, an invisible monster kept chasing him, and the only thing he could do was to keep running, keep running, however, eventually the monster cornered him to the edge of the cliff.

In desperation, he hoped someone would come to his rescue.

"Lu Zhanke, Lu Zhanke, Lu Zhanke!!" He woke up screaming from his nightmares, and the moon outside the window was shining coldly on the floor and the room. Turning around to see Zhan Ke lying on the side, Ai Changhuan felt relieved.

But he could not help but worry about her thinking about that terrifying dream.

He quickly got up and went to him, and under the moonlight, he saw Lu Zhanke's brows knitting tightly, his mouth still muttering something.

Ai Changhuan rushed to open the bedside lamp, and Lu Zhanke's pale cheeks looked extremely red at this moment. He reached out a hand to his forehead and he was instantly frightened as Lu Zhanke's forehead was extremely hot.

He's feverish!

Ai Changhuan knew it was not good, and not daring to ignore her symptoms, she quickly ran out the door to call the doctor.

The most terrible of the injured person is that the wound infection will cause fever and inflammation, because it will worsen the patient's condition and it will be more difficult for him to recover. Ai Changhuan's heart had hung tightly, daring not to be negligent at all.

While waiting, Ai Changhuan finally remembered that in the afternoon Lu Zhanke was acting a bit strangely, but unfortunately he did not notice it at all.

Ai Changhuan was full of regrets and self-blame. If something happened to Lu Zhanke, he would never be able to forgive himself for a lifetime.

Fortunately, after a difficult night of being saved, Lu Zhanke's fever finally subsided.

Right now, the day was already bright, and Ai Changhuan was no longer sleepy. He went after the doctor and asked him many details such as what to watch out for when treating the patient, what to touch and what not to touch, and he kept all of that doctor to him, dare not. careless.

At this time, a black car stopped at the hospital door, and the driver's seat door opened, and a man in uniform and white gloves came out of the car. The man was wide-eyed and handsome, but not smiling.

Everyone thought he was a great person, but they never thought that he would open the back door of the car with a respectful look.

Then everyone understood that he was a driver. Then they inevitably become more interested in the person sitting in the back seat, because they want to know what kind of person would be such a driver.

The door slowly opened, and everyone stared in that direction. Some of them could not see clearly, and some even tiptoed for fear of losing something.

The first thing that appears in the eyes of everyone is leather shoes that improve the quality of the skin. Those who know it recognize that the shoe is the latest handmade leather shoe of the year designed by a famous Italian designer, with only three pairs in the world.

It is not something that can be bought with money.

Amidst everyone's admiration, the man finally got off the car.

The first thing that caught everyone's attention was a pair of long straight legs, black suit pants that fit in straight stitches, which made his figure look long and slender.

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