It was already three o'clock in the morning, and Jiang Mo hadn't woken up yet, so Wen Yu was a little worried: "Jiang Mo, when did you wake up?"

Jiang Mo frowned slightly, as if he was having a nightmare, his forehead was covered with sweat.

Seeing this, Wen Yu stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, it was really hot!

Wen Yu was terrified, and asked the nurse to take a thermometer to measure it. It was 38.9°C, so he hurriedly called the doctor to check it.

After the doctor's examination, he said: "The patient needs an infusion, come with me!"

Wen Yu followed the doctor into the VIP ward, and the nurse helped him replace the medicine with a hanging needle.

Wen Yu stood by the window and looked at the scenery outside the window, his mind drifted away.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Mo's hoarse and deep voice sounded in his ears: "Ayu, don't go, don't leave me!"

Wen Yu was stunned, turned his head slowly, and saw Jiang Mo lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his hands clenched into fists, and the word "Don't go" was muttering in his mouth.

The tip of his nose suddenly turned sour, and his eye sockets gradually became moist. He sniffed and tried hard to control himself so as not to cry out.

He approached Jiang Mo lightly, bent over to approach him, and coaxed softly: "Mo, I didn't leave, I will always be with you."

He should have fallen in love with Jiang Mo a long time ago, but because of his self-esteem, he didn't have the courage to express it.

Wen Yu raised his hand to wipe away his tears, leaned over and kissed the corner of Jiang Mo's mouth gently, and said softly, "Mo, open your eyes and look at me!"

"Huh?" Jiang Mo opened his eyes in a daze, saw the person in front of him clearly, and was startled, "Ayu, you..."

He wanted to sit up, but he couldn't make any effort, so he could barely support the edge of the bed.

Wen Yu stretched out his hand to hold his shoulder, and let him lie down peacefully: "You are injured, please rest."

Jiang Mo stared at him, his heart beating faster.

Wen Yu's eye sockets were red and swollen, and his cheeks also faintly revealed a tired look.

"Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?" Wen Yu asked.

Jiang Mo shook his head. He didn't feel hungry at all, but felt full of strength. Just now, Wen Yu seemed to kiss him in his sleep. This was the first time Wen Yu kissed him. It made him ecstatic, and he was so excited that he almost passed out again..

Wen Yu tucked the corner of the quilt for Jiang Mo: "Then you rest first, I'll go buy porridge."

"En." Jiang Mo responded softly.

"Wait for me to come back." Wen Yu said, walked out of the ward, took a few deep breaths, and then walked towards the stairs with long legs.

On the way back from buying porridge, Wen Yu called the company and explained to the assistant and secretary the work content of the past few days. He will not return to the company these days, and they will be in charge of the company for the time being.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yu returned to the ward with the porridge he just bought. Jiang Mo still kept his original posture lying on the hospital bed, sideways, staring at him with burning eyes.

Wen Yu stepped forward, sat down beside the hospital bed, put the food box on the coffee table, brought out the porridge and handed it to Jiang Mo: "Drink a bowl of porridge to warm your stomach first, you are very weak, you'd better stay in bed for a while to recuperate."

Jiang Mo pursed his lips and looked at him, feeling a sense of sweetness in his heart, and reached out to take the porridge bowl: "Thank you, wife."

"Pfft!" The mouthful of soup that Wen Yu just drank into his mouth almost spurted out. He took out a tissue to wipe off the stain on the corner of his mouth, and gave Jiang Mo a reproachful look: "What nonsense, who is your wife!"

Jiang Mo smiled and said, "You, you are my wife."

Wen Yu rolled her eyes, said nothing, and silently fed Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo was full after eating half a bowl of porridge. He wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully with a paper towel, his eyes fell on Wen Yu's face, and he suddenly reached out to wrap his arms around his waist, and pulled him into his arms violently.

"What are you doing?" Wen Yu didn't dare to struggle for fear of touching his wound.

Jiang Mo hugged Wen Yu tightly, buried his head and sniffed at his neck, sniffing his scent greedily, and whispered: "Daughter-in-law, I want to kiss you."

Wen Yu's face turned red: "You're hurt, what are you kissing for?"

Wen Yu breathed hard, her cheeks were rosy, her misty eyes were full of shyness and helplessness, she stared at Jiang Mo's eyes watery, bit her lower lip lightly as if frightened, her white teeth were white and neat.

Looking at his alluring and delicious appearance, Jiang Mo felt hot in his eyes, and his movements became more presumptuous.

Wen Yu felt his body was numb and hot all over. He pushed Jiang Mo's chest and gritted his teeth in embarrassment: "Jiang Mo, be more honest."

His refusal undoubtedly stimulated Jiang Mo's desire even more. He held his face and forced him to meet his eyes, and seduced Wen Yu with his hoarse and sexy throat; "A Yu, I want you."

Wen Yu was so teased by Jiang Mo that his whole body was on fire. He licked his lips, rolled his eyes, showed a charming attitude, and deliberately provocatively said: "Jiang Mo, I don't want you now, unless... your wound has healed."

Jiang Mo's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was so excited that he was going crazy!He took Wen Yu's hand, his voice hoarse: "A Yu, do you agree?"

"..." Wen Yu's face flushed red!

Jiang Mo took the opportunity to press on Wen Yu, his fiery eyes fixed on Wen Yu's exquisite facial features: "A Yu, you are willing, right?"

Wen Yu was cornered by him, and gave him a hard look: "Yes, I am willing, how about it!"

"I really want to!"

He growled in great surprise, and couldn't restrain his emotions anymore, he lowered his head and kissed his lips fiercely.

While the two were kissing passionately, there was a knock on the door, followed by a man's voice, "Hi, we are from the police station. Please cooperate with the investigation regarding Mr. Shen Yichen's wounding case."

Hearing this, Wen Yu immediately let go of Jiang Mo, and quickly tidied up the messy clothes and hair, panicking.

Jiang Mo's face was frighteningly dark, and he gritted his teeth with hatred, but he could only bear it.

"Come in." He said coldly.

The door was pushed open, and two men in police uniforms came in from outside, one of them was holding a folder, and said to Jiang Mo: "Mr. Jiang, you are the person involved, please describe to us the process of Mr.Have you ever had conflicts with Mr. Shen Yichen?"

Jiang Mo frowned: "You want to determine why he attacked me?"

"We just need to get some information from you, please make a record with us." Another policeman said.

Jiang Mo glanced at Wen Yu who was standing aside, and said in a deep voice, "I have no conflict with him, as for attacking me... You can ask Shen Yichen himself about this."

The two policemen looked at each other, and then asked, "Did you have any conflicts before?"

Jiang Mo frowned: "We are not familiar with each other, I have never seen him before!"

"Oh." Seeing that he showed no signs of lying, the policeman nodded, "In that case, let's check with Mr. Shen Yichen, I hope you don't mind."

Jiang Mo said a faint 'hmm', which was regarded as an answer.