An Mu helped Deng Yanchen and walked to the next bed. When Deng Yanchen was about to lie down, he suddenly heard Fenghou's voice, "Wife!"

Deng Yanchen sat up straight and rushed over, "I am here, Fenghou, I am."

Feng Hou's hand immediately grabbed Deng Yanchen.

Then, he slowly opened his eyes.

The eye-catching is Deng Yanchen's face, his eyes are bloodshot, his lips are dry, his skin is a little pale, he is wearing cotton pajamas, his hair is messy, and he is dressed in Feng Xiao's suit.

At this time, Deng Luochen is definitely not beautiful, but Fenghou felt that Deng Luochen at this moment is the most beautiful woman in the world.

Fenghou looked at Deng Yanchen and said domineeringly: "My wife, don't run away. I will definitely hold you tight this time."

Deng Luochen's tears rolled down all at once.

Deng Luochen and Fenghou have always lived a life like a needle-to-head. The two of them quarreled, argued, and even acted.

However, Deng Yanchen seldom shed tears in front of Fenghou.

Seeing her tears at this moment, Feng Hou only felt bored in his heart. He stretched out his hand and tried to wipe Deng Yuanchen's tears, "My wife, don't cry, don't cry, can I be wrong? I'm a bastard! Wife... …"

Deng Yanchen took his hand and lay down on the bed all of a sudden, "Yes, you are a bastard! Why do you drink so much alcohol? Don't you know that your stomach is not good?! You bastard! You want me Are you worried about you?"

Deng Luochen’s curse, accompanied by a choking sound, made Feng Xiao anxious all at once, "Wife, don’t cry, yes, yes, I’m a bastard, it’s all my fault, wife..."

Seeing that he was ready to do it, Deng Yanchen raised his head and glared at him, "Lying down, who asked you to do it! Didn't you see you still taking some drips?!"

Fenghou just lay down obediently, and then looked at Deng Yanchen eagerly, "Wife, are you still leaving?"

Deng Luochen:...

Deng Yanchen sighed, "Well, I won't go, I'll be here to guard you."

Fenghou's eyes turned red. "Wife, yesterday I, I thought I really wanted to lose you."

Deng Yanchen also took a look at her chest, feeling that tears for several years seemed to gush out at this moment. She tilted her head and wiped the large teardrops from the corner of her eyes, then smiled and looked at Fenghou, "What stupid words?"

The two people over there were flirting. An Mu was standing in the room, but it was really embarrassing. She walked quietly to the door, trying to leave this room for two people, but she just walked to the door when the door to the ward suddenly Was opened.

Then, with the help of Feng Siyue, the old lady walked in aggressively.

As soon as she came in, her gaze first fell on Fenghou who was on the hospital bed, and then she yelled, "Deng Yuanchen, Fenghou is so ill, why are you still crying here? Why are you crying? Don’t you know how bad you are crying in the ward? ?"

After a word fell, Deng Yanchen sat up straight, his back straightened, and he was about to speak back subconsciously.

But suddenly... Deng Yanchen slid to Fenghou on the hospital bed, the words whispered in his mouth, and swallowed back.

If she quarreled with the old lady, the saddest thing would actually be Fenghou.

Deng Luochen didn't speak, but An Mu was not a person who could see Feng's mother getting angry, so she couldn't help but speak, "Old lady, what you said is wrong..."