Chapter 340 I Just Want to Save You!
Yun Zheng was choked by his straightforward love words, and the tips of her ears turned red, almost bleeding.
She hurriedly packed the medicine box, and the crisp sound of metal instruments colliding was particularly clear in the quiet ward.
Fu Linghe suddenly reached out and pressed her busy wrist, "Don't take it."
His fingertips gently rubbed her pulse point. "Lie with me for a while."
"Just lie down alone, don't..." Yun Zheng protested softly, but he pulled her down onto the bed with force.
She subconsciously supported his chest, and felt a strong heartbeat under her palm.
"Be careful with your wound, it might open again soon." Her tone was full of tension and worry.
Fu Linghe groaned, but still held her tightly, "Don't move."
His breath sprayed on the top of her head. "Just like that, let me hold you for a while."
Yun Zheng froze and dared not move, but she could clearly feel the warmth of his chest through the thin hospital gown.
The smell of disinfectant mixed with his unique fresh scent made people feel inexplicably at ease.
Dusk deepened outside the window, and the last rays of sunset shone through the blinds, casting a golden grating on the floor.
The liquid in the IV bottle drips regularly, like some kind of sleep rhythm.
Yun Zheng relaxed unconsciously, her fingers curled unconsciously on his collar.
A man's tentative voice suddenly came from above her head, "Mo Shian is not a good person. He even wants to steal my girlfriend right in front of me. Can you... please stop meeting him?"
"No!" Yun Zheng refused quite straightforwardly this time.
Fu Linghe's arms suddenly tightened, and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes.
"Why?" He said in a low voice, full of jealousy.
Yun Zheng was almost out of breath from being held in his arms. She struggled to get up, but was met with his gloomy eyes.
Oh! This jealous jar is really overturned.
"Because he deserves half the credit for successfully finding you this time, and all your current attending physicians were found by him." Yun Zheng explained to him in a calm and unhurried voice.
"Why did he save me?" A hint of confusion flashed in Fu Linghe's deep eyes.
The Fu family and the Mo family were originally irreconcilable. His death was just what the Mo family wanted. How could they possibly save him?
The 17-year-old Fu Linghe didn't know the relationship between Yun Zheng and the Mo family, so it was normal for him to be confused.
Yun Zheng didn't hide it from him. She looked him in the eyes and said truthfully, "I went to beg him."
Fu Linghe's eyes suddenly darkened and his knuckles turned white from clenching.
"You're going to beg him?" His voice was as cold as ice, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. "Yun Zheng, do you know who Mo Shi'an is?"
Yun Zheng was shocked by his sudden anger, but still stared back at him stubbornly, "I know."
"You know?" He sneered and suddenly grabbed her wrist with such force that it almost made her wince in pain. "The Mo family hates me dead, and you actually beg him?"
"What if they knew you were my wife and attacked you?" Fu Linghe was a little excited, but the uncontrollable worry in his eyes could not be hidden.
Yun Zheng reached out to help the man straighten his slightly disheveled hospital gown, and said firmly, "He won't touch me."
Fu Linghe's pupils suddenly contracted and his fingers tightened unconsciously, and a circle of red marks immediately appeared on Yun Zheng's fair wrist.
"Do you trust him so much?" His voice was terribly low, and dark currents were surging in his eyes.
Yun Zheng frowned in pain, but did not struggle. Instead, she gently stroked his tense cheek with her other hand.
"Fu Linghe," she sighed, "Would you please listen to me?"
The man stared at her, his chest heaving violently, obviously trying hard to suppress his anger.
He released his grip on her, but instead grabbed the back of her head and forced her to look into his eyes.
"Speak." He opened his thin lips and uttered a cold word.
Yun Zheng looked into his dark eyes, and the uneasiness and jealousy in them made her heart soften.
She moved closer, her nose almost touching his, "Mo Shi'an is my brother."
Fu Linghe's breathing stagnated, and the emotions surging in his eyes suddenly froze.
He stared into Yun Zheng's eyes, his voice low and tense, "What did you say?"
Fu Linghe has learned everything about Yun Zheng's past in the past few days since he woke up, but he has not had time to find out about the relationship between Yun Zheng and the Mo family.
Yun Zheng's fingers gently stroked his cheek, her fingertips were slightly cool, but with a soothing force.
She looked at him and repeated word for word, "Mo Shi'an is my biological brother, and the Mo family won't touch me. Although I didn't recognize them, they helped me."
Fu Linghe's pupils suddenly constricted, and his heart seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand.
His throat tightened and his voice was hoarse, "Why don't you acknowledge them?"
Yun Zheng looked at him and suddenly smiled.
The smile was light, but it seemed to carry a certain firmness that was almost stubborn.
"Because I have already made a choice between you and them." She looked into Fu Linghe's eyes, her tone firm, with a faint smile on her lips.
A hint of surprise flashed in Fu Linghe's eyes, and his hands unconsciously clenched the bed sheet.
"I chose you from the beginning, so I won't be greedy for them anymore."
Fu Linghe's breathing suddenly became disordered, and the hand holding the back of her head trembled slightly.
The afterglow of the setting sun filtered through the blinds, casting mottled shadows on the side of his face, making his suddenly contracted pupils appear as translucent as amber.
"Say it again." His voice was hoarse and his fingertips unconsciously stroked the delicate skin on the back of her neck.
Yun Zheng's ears felt hot from his burning gaze, but she still raised her face to meet his gaze.
Her fingertips gently traced the line of his tense jaw. "I said I had already made my choice between them and you..."
Before she could finish her words, Fu Linghe suddenly lowered his head and sealed her lips.
The kiss came quickly and fiercely, with irresistible force, but it turned into a spring breeze and drizzle the moment it touched her lips.
Yun Zheng was so startled by his sudden intimacy that her eyelashes trembled. She subconsciously pressed her palm against his chest, but felt an unusually rapid heartbeat under the gauze.
"Um...wound..." she protested vaguely, her fingertips curling up and tugging at the collar of his hospital gown.
Fu Linghe stepped back slightly, breathing heavily against her forehead, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Fu Linghe's fingertips trembled slightly, and he held her face as if holding a fragile treasure.
"Do you know what it means to be recognized as a member of the Mo family?" His voice was hoarse. "They are the most prominent family in Country A. They can give you..."
"Can you give me wealth and honor? Power and status?" Yun Zheng interrupted him softly, her fingertips stroking his furrowed brow. "Fu Linghe, can't you give me what you said?"
The man's Adam's apple rolled violently, and he suddenly pressed her into his arms.
Yun Zheng's cheek was pressed against his violently heaving chest, and she could hear his heartbeat so fast that it almost burst through his chest.
"It hurts..." She protested softly, but he held her tighter.
"Hmph." Fu Linghe's voice came from the top of her head, "When I was jealous, my heart hurt much more than it does now."
Yun Zheng couldn't help but chuckle, nuzzling the faint scent of disinfectant on his hospital gown. "If seventeen-year-old Mr. Fu knew his wife was the daughter of his enemy, he'd probably want to write a divorce agreement right there and then."
"What nonsense!" Fu Linghe suddenly let go of her, a trace of panic flashing in his eyes.
He held her face in his hands and examined it carefully, his thumb unconsciously stroking the corners of her red eyes. "I wouldn't..."
Before he could finish his words, Yun Zheng suddenly raised her head and kissed his slightly cold lips.
The kiss was very light, like a dragonfly touching the water, but it made Fu Linghe freeze in place instantly.
"I know." She pulled away a little, nuzzling her nose against his. "I know everything."
Fu Linghe's eyes suddenly darkened, and he held her neck to deepen the kiss.
Unlike the rough kiss before, this kiss was so gentle that it made people's heart tremble.
Yun Zheng could feel the slight trembling of his lips, as if he was suppressing some surging emotions.
He laid her down on the bed and stared down at her, "Yun Zheng, remember..."
The voice stopped abruptly, the monitor suddenly issued a sharp alarm, and the blood pressure value began to rise rapidly.
Yun Zheng hurriedly stood up, "Look! The wound must have opened again!"
Sure enough, the gauze on his chest had soaked bright red.
Fu Linghe didn't care at all, and stubbornly held her wrist, "Promise me first."
"What did you promise?" Yun Zheng was so anxious that her eyes turned red. She hurriedly pressed the call bell, "You are in this state and still..."
"Promise yourself never to leave me in this life." He repeated stubbornly, beads of sweat already oozing from his forehead. "Even if the Mo family comes to take you away, you are not allowed to leave."
Yun Zheng's hands were suspended in mid-air, and she suddenly burst into tears of laughter. "Fu Linghe, are you childish?"
She leaned over and gently placed her hand on his bleeding wound. "If I wanted to leave, would I still ask Mo Shi'an to save you?"
Fu Linghe's breathing stagnated, and he suddenly fell on the pillow with a groan.
Yun Zheng was so frightened that her face turned pale, but she saw a hint of cunning in his eyes.
"It hurts..." He blinked weakly, his fingers tightly hooked around the corner of her clothes, "It will only heal if Madam kisses you."
"You!" Yun Zheng was angry and amused. Just as she was about to speak, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open.
"Why did Mr. Fu's blood pressure suddenly..." Doctor Smith's voice stopped abruptly.
Yun Zheng's face turned red all the way to her neck. She tried to get up from Fu Linghe in a panic, but he held her waist tightly.
The conditions in the hospital really don't allow the couple to do anything intimate!
Look, I get interrupted every time! And yet I'm always so punctual, no one else can compare!
"Get out." Fu Linghe said coldly, without any trace of the weakness he had just shown.
The older doctor pushed his glasses up, turned calmly, and closed the door. "Young man, be careful. It's very troublesome if the stitches break."
The moment the door closed, Yun Zheng punched his shoulder in embarrassment, "You did it on purpose!"
Fu Linghe laughed softly and let her beat him, then suddenly turned over and pressed her under him.
The strands of hair on his forehead fell, casting shadows between his eyebrows, but it could not hide the fiery light in his eyes.
"So what?" He leaned over and whispered in her ear, his warm breath making her shudder. "Does Mrs. Fu have any objections?"
Yun Zheng was about to retort when his lips were sealed again.
This time his kiss was extremely passionate and gentle, causing her to unconsciously wrap her arms around his neck.
The last rays of the setting sun shone through the gap in the curtains and fell on their clasped fingers, as if giving the entangled figures a golden edge.
His thumb brushed the corner of her wet lips, his voice hoarse with satisfaction, "Remember your choice, Mrs. Fu."
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