Jiang Ci snorted coldly.

Su Yue looked at his arrogant appearance, and bent her eyes with a smile in her eyes.

It didn't take long for Jiang Ci to let go of his big hand, and Su Yue watched him put his big hand on the warm water bag. She just wondered how Jiang Ci's cold hands could be warm. Was it really warm?

"You... you can give me the hot water bag directly, you don't need to be so troublesome." Su Yue suggested in a low voice.

"My pleasure!"

Speaking, Jiang Ci raised his eyebrows, and then put his big hand on the soft, warm stomach again.

Chapter 37

Su Yue slept in a daze, and occasionally felt the man's hand on her belly let go, and when she put it back, it became warm again.

Jiang Ci pursed his lips, and under the palm of his hand was a soft and soft belly. Such a delicate place, it would be very uncomfortable if it hurts.

The big hand was frozen again, Jiang Ci moved away from the warm water bag again, and Su Yue's body moved towards him.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, really squeamish.

Disgusted, the big hand moved back naturally.

It was quiet in the hospital ward.

Jiang Xuan was lying on the side of the hospital bed. When Jiang Muhang's hand moved, she immediately woke up.

"Mu Hang, are you awake? I'll call the doctor for you." Jiang Xuan's eyes lit up and she immediately rang the bell.

After the doctor checked, he explained the matters to be paid attention to and left.

Song Xiaoqing rushed over immediately after hearing the news, "Mu Hang, you scared your mother to death, even if you want to save people, you shouldn't disregard your own safety. You should follow the police's orders."

When she heard that her younger son had been stabbed and taken to the hospital, she almost fainted with fright. Knowing that the younger son was trying to save this daughter-in-law, she was not without complaints.

She heard the police say what happened. Those women are pitiful, but Jiang Xuan just reported the case. If she hadn't been busy with her own business, how could she have been caught, and her younger son would not have been injured because of saving her, thus putting her life in danger. . The doctor said that if the knife stabs a little further, it will not be saved on the spot.

Thinking about it now, Song Xiaoqing was afraid for a while.

There was resentment in his heart, but Song Xiaoqing's tone was not very good, "Your eldest brother is already blind, what happens to you again, what do you want me to do?" The younger son grew up by her side. She even raised her younger son as an eyeball, and gave him all her mother's love, lest even her younger son be gone.

Seeing her little son lying on the bed now, as a mother, how could Song Xiaoqing not feel distressed?

"Mom, I'm fine, don't worry about it." Jiang Muhang's voice was low and hoarse. He looked at his wife, only to see her with a small white face and red eyes, as if she was pitiful, obviously crying for him pass.

"Are you injured?" Jiang Muhang asked Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Xuan hid her bruised hand behind her back. She bit her lip and shook her head, tears in her eyes shaky, "No, you scared me to death."

When she was caught by the man with mental problems, she was tied to the post of his wooden bed. The man said a lot of dirty words and reached out to touch her face, she was about to die of fright. Just when she was about to despair, she didn't expect Jiang Muhang to come. Such an aloof man, with a worried look on his face, came in a hurry.

For her sake, she also fought the mentally ill man with her bare hands.

At that moment, Jiang Xuan felt that her eyes were full of Jiang Muhang, and that she was reborn in this life probably just to be with him.

"Bring it here, hurt?" Jiang Muhang said when he saw Jiang Xuan's small movements.

"No, I'm fine." Jiang Xuan hid her hand behind her back again, not wanting Jiang Muhang to find out.

Jiang Muhang rested his hand on the hospital bed and wanted to grab Jiang Xuan's hand, but just as he moved his body, he pulled the wound and the wound hurt, "Hi!"

"Did you pull the wound? Hurry up and lie down. What do you do when you remember? The doctor said you can't move yet." Song Xiaoqing was so worried that she stepped forward and stopped Jiang Muhang from getting up.

"Xuanxuan, show me your hand." Jiang Muhang lay back on the bed.

"Hurry up and show him your hand, or he won't feel at ease, obviously he almost lost his life, and he doesn't care, he only cares about your scratched hand." Song Xiaoqing said to Jiang Xuan angrily, if he really wanted his son Worrying, she should go to bandage, and who will show that little scratch?

Song Xiaoqing knew that his son could save Jiang Xuan's life, so he complained to Jiang Xuan in his heart, and now Jiang Xuan's face is not very good.

Jiang Xuan knew that Song Xiaoqing was in a bad mood, she lowered her eyes and stretched out her hand a little aggrieved, "It's alright, it's just a scratch, you don't have to worry."

"Yes, I don't think it's a big problem. If you don't worry, Jiang Xuan will go to the doctor later and ask him to prescribe some disinfectant. Mu Hang, you should rest quickly. I'll go back and have the soup boiled. Bring it here, this time you bleed so much, you have to make up for it recently." Song Xiaoqing saw that her son's face was not very good, and she was still holding on to it.

"I know, Mom, you should go back to rest first, and Jiang Xuan can take care of me here," Jiang Muhang said.

Song Xiaoqing didn't know that this was because his son thought he was in the way. "Okay, Jiang Xuan, take good care of him. I'll have someone bring food over. How can the food in the hospital be as nutritious as the chef at home?"

"Mom, I know." Jiang Xuan replied warmly.

After Song Xiaoqing left, Jiang Xuan's nervous nerves relaxed, and tears began to flow from her beautiful eyes, which were so pitiful.

"Why are you crying?" Jiang Muhang worried, "Where are you still injured?"

"No, I was just frightened, fortunately...fortunately you are fine."