Become a stepmother and save the male protagonist of the painful literary school

He tilted his face slightly cautiously, and suddenly stopped when he caught a glimpse of the other person's white flat shoes out of the corner of his eye.

Suddenly, she chased after her and grabbed the nurse's arm.

"You're not a nurse here! Who are you?"

The nurse was startled and almost dropped the tray in her hand. She was wearing a medical mask that covered most of her face. She had bangs, leaving only a pair of eyes. She smiled appropriately, "Ma'am, what are you talking about? I'm a nurse in the hospital."

"No, you're lying!"

The other party did not lose his composure and kept smiling. "Ma'am, I just got my shift. You may not have seen me before, so you said that."

Jian Yan held her tightly, his eyes fell on her trouser legs, and said sternly: "Just now when you walked over, I saw your ankles, and the socks you were wearing were dark brown! Jiangcheng Hospital has strict regulations on medical care. Nurses can only wear light-colored socks that match their shoes or boat socks that don't show the edges. You are not a nurse at all!"

As she spoke, she pulled down the other person's mask with her other hand, revealing the face of a thin woman in her thirties.

The other person's face suddenly changed, and a hint of viciousness suddenly flashed in his eyes. He used his elbow to hit Jian Yan's lower abdomen hard. While she was in pain, he lifted the dust cloth of the tray, revealing a dagger flashing with a cold light.

He picked up the dagger and was about to chop her.

Jian Yan dodged backwards, and several bodyguards at the door of the ward saw her and immediately rushed over to protect her and fought with the woman.

She staggered and was pushed aside. She caught a glimpse of a figure quickly flashing into Tong Ruixiao's ward. It was a man!

The pupils suddenly contracted.

Make a sound in the east and attack in the west!

"Someone has entered the ward with a weapon! Go to the ward quickly!" she shouted suddenly.

This shout attracted the doctors and nurses. The bodyguards stopped fighting and rushed to the ward together.

When they pushed open the half-open door, everyone was stunned, because lying on the floor next to the bed was a thin man in casual clothes!

A dagger was stuck in the man's heart, and blood was flowing along the dagger's bloodletting groove. He had a dark complexion and a red birthmark on his face. He was conscious but unable to get up, and his fingers were still trembling because he wanted to escape.

Jian Yan looked towards the bed. When he saw the familiar person, his body suddenly stopped. His eyes became hot and he couldn't help but shout out his name: "Tong Ruixiao!"

"Take him out first and rescue him... call the police, keep an eye on him..."

Tong Ruixiao was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown. He held his abdomen with one hand and supported himself on the bed with the other hand to keep his body stable, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

Just now, he took advantage of the murderer's unpreparedness and suddenly turned the dagger to stab into the murderer's heart. He used too much force and tore the sutured wound. The pain was unbearable and it was difficult for him to speak.

His face was pale, as if he was about to die after saying the next sentence.

When the attending doctor saw him wake up, he was overjoyed, but was horrified by the blood in his abdomen. He immediately examined him, treated the wound again, and changed his blood-stained bandage.

Several nurses brought a stretcher, put the attempted murderer into the car, and pushed him into the operating room.

Jian Yan ordered two bodyguards to chase the escaped female killer, and arranged another group of bodyguards to guard in front of the ward with guns, while some of them controlled the entrances and exits of this floor to guard it strictly.

I then called the Jiangcheng Criminal Police, explained the situation to them, and received a reply that they would be there soon.

After the phone call, my frightened heart finally felt relieved for a moment.

She opened the door and entered the ward, and saw the man lying back on the bed, talking on the phone.

I can’t explain why, but the haze that had been hanging over my heart for days was gone.

He finally woke up.

If I continue to fall asleep...

Jian Yan didn't think about it any further, and turned to the positive side. For example: He was really lucky, if he had woken up a little later, the knife would have been stuck in his neck.

When he finished, she walked up to him and asked, "Fighting with Assistant Li?"

"Well, I asked him about the situation before I woke up, and he told me all your arrangements."

Tong Ruixiao put his phone aside and looked at her with deep eyes. His words were of relief, but there was no joy in his eyes, but a complicated expression, "Thank you for your hard work over the past few days."

Thinking of the endless dark sea, she looked into it and fell into the whirlpool of swirling emotions.

"It's what I should do. We are husband and wife, and husband and wife have the obligation to support each other. Even if it's a marriage of convenience, we will stand together if something happens."

Jian Yan managed to look away with great difficulty; the way the other person looked at her was so weird!

Completely different from usual.

He carefully observed her expression, and when she looked over at him, he stared at her deeply, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was doubting something.

Anger, pain, hatred, and worry, these emotions intertwined in his eyes. It was as if the one who was seriously injured was not him, but her.

This made her feel ridiculous and a little creepy.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

She sat on a chair next to the bed and asked herself whether she had been so cautious these days and had done nothing to harm the Tong family.

Her question pulled Tong Ruixiao out of his emotions. He looked at her again, his pale face showing his usual gentleness, but his expression was still tense and not relaxed.

"During the time I was in a coma, I had a nightmare. It was horrible." His tone was smiling, but Jian Yan could hear the faint trembling fear in his voice.

"Dreams are always the opposite of what they actually are. Do you still believe in dreams?"

"It was so real that I can't tell whether it was reality or a dream. When I killed the man with the birthmark on his face, I felt like Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly."

Jian Yan listened to his incoherent words and seriously suspected that his brain was also injured. "Of course it is real. You just pulled the wound, don't you feel pain?"

"yes……"

The man lowered his eyes, "Jian Yan, you can pretend you didn't hear what I said to you before I passed out."

It was bitter and difficult to say these words.

That nightmare made him witness horrific scenes, seeing her being deceived, framed, and forced to death.

She died in front of him!

The scene was like a bayonet cutting into his heart, causing blood to flow and excruciating pain.

It was extremely painful, and I was also filled with fear and horror.

He found that he only had one request for her, that she should live well. The rest was not important.

If she is disgusted, he can choose to stay away from her and always keep a safe distance.

"Ah? You regret it?"

Jian Yan frowned, a little embarrassed, "I've been thinking that if you wake up, I want to discuss my feelings for you."

He was stunned and struggled to sit up, "What?"

She was afraid that his wound would bleed again, so she supported him and let him lean on the pillow. "I don't know what love is like, so I want to ask you what my feelings for you are. I hope you can help me solve this puzzle."

"I was very scared after you were shot, afraid you would die. I wanted to cry but I held it back, afraid that the tears would get out of control, so I tried to stay calm and sober, and keep the situation under control."