The only favorite ex-wife: The president's husband owes training

The breath of the Spring Festival is slowly weakening, it seems that everyone has started to get busy, but the weather in early spring is not so warm, it seems that a little rain brings a little bit of coldness.

Jian Ziyu stayed next to the hospital bed all night, and Gu Chenglin never woke up. Jian Ziyu called the nurse several times to ask the doctor why he still didn't wake up. She was really scared, afraid that this man would not wake up.

The nurse said it would take a little time, after all, there was too much bleeding, and it also had the effect of anesthesia.

Jian Ziyu sat anxiously beside the hospital bed. She hadn't eaten anything since yesterday, and her energy became listless, but she still looked at Gu Chenglin.

In the morning, Gu Chenglin's mother brought chicken soup and various supplements. Seeing that Gu Chenglin was still awake, she scolded Jian Ziyu again.

Jian Ziyu ignored it, just held Gu Chenglin's hand, and kept looking at Gu Chenglin. Since this morning, Gu Chenglin's hand became a little warmer. Jian Ziyu smiled slightly, which seemed to be a kind of comfort, but Gu Chenglin hadn't woken up yet. She was still in a hurry.

Gu Chenglin's mother scolded Jian Ziyu, seeing that Jian Ziyu didn't speak and was not interested, she went out of the ward to ask the doctor.

Jian Ziyu took a cotton swab and wiped Gu Chenglin's lips again, carefully. At this time, Jian Ziyu saw Gu Chenglin's eyes tremble, and then opened them.

A surprised smile appeared on Jian Ziyu's face, she looked at Gu Chenglin, her eyes fixed on Gu Chenglin's face.

Gu Chenglin's expression was originally uncomfortable and tired, but after seeing Jian Ziyu, it also changed into an intriguing expression.

"I'm not dead yet? Look at my expression, it looks like my husband is dead." Gu Chenglin wanted to sit up, but he was still limp, and the wound on his back was still painful.

Jian Ziyu was called back to her soul by Gu Chenglin's hoarse voice, then she immediately sat up straight and looked at Gu Chenglin.

"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat? Is there anything you want to eat?" Jian Ziyu's anxiety did not disappear, which was a kind of gratitude and a kind of relief.

Gu Chenglin smiled, and suddenly stretched out his hand a little tired, and stroked Jian Ziyu's cheek when Jian Ziyu had no warning.

"I made you worry." Gu Chenglin said lightly, with a low-pitched warmth in his voice, which suddenly made Jian Ziyu feel a little pain in his eye sockets, thinking what the hell is going on?
"Why haven't you cleaned up the blood on your face? Does your neck still hurt?" Gu Chenglin's hand came to Jian Ziyu's neck, his movements were gentle and distressed.

Jian Ziyu wanted to avoid it a little bit. Although she thanked her yesterday, she still didn't want Gu Chenglin to make such a small move.

"Mom sent you some chicken soup and I'll get it for you. I'll call the doctor later." Jian Ziyu stood up and avoided Gu Chenglin's hand. She was still a little afraid of the two being too close, after all.
The doctor came, and Gu Chenglin's mother also came.

The doctor checked Gu Chenglin's wound and physical signs, and was quite satisfied.

"If you didn't save your wife, you must be a hero, but you are already a hero among thousands of women, because everyone said on Weibo that if you marry someone, you must marry Gu Chenglin." The doctor prescribed the medicine, then smiled Talking about Gu Chenglin.

Jian Ziyu lowered her head, her mood was very complicated, she didn't know what kind of expression she should show in this state, after all, she and Gu Chenglin were emotionally