The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

But Ye Yuchen did not go to the cardiovascular department.

He returned to Mu Wanqing's ward, moved the chair closer, and slept with her beside her.

But the girl is inconvenient now, he can't go to bed.

The next day, Mu Wanqing took off the oxygen mask.

She took a deep breath and felt that she was more relaxed physically and mentally than before, and she was not so burdened.

"fool."

Seeing Mu Wanqing's greed for the air, Ye Yuchen couldn't help but shook his head and burst into laughter.

Mu Wan poured out his tongue, "You don't understand."

Before, she had a short breath without breathing. Just after a short breath, she would feel hypoxia again, so she kept craving for oxygen, but couldn't breathe deeply.

The chest tightness is unpleasant.

And now, even though she hasn't adjusted to the new heart, her chest cavity is still very painful, and the postoperative wound has not even begun to heal.

But this feeling of regaining a new life made Mu Wanqing very comfortable, just wanting to feel the air more.

That is the feeling of being alive.

"It's good if you are happy." Ye Yuchen's thin lips lightly hooked.

Mu Wanqing was lying on the bed bored, this time she could only lie down completely, and could do nothing but sleep.

Shen Jingshu boiled a light soup and brought it over. Ye Yuchen would also put the soup in a bowl, and when the temperature was just right, he prepared a straw to feed her soup.

The girl bit the straw resentfully, "I don't like straws."

She can't even drink soup, and Shen Jingshu's craftsmanship is very good, and the taste of the broth is deep in her heart.

"Hey, just stick to it for a few days."

Ye Yuchen took another straw, threw it into her bowl, and accompanied her to bite the straw and drink soup.

Mu Wanqing curled his lips, "Don't force yourself."

She was really not that hypocritical, but she was feeling the distress that she could not return to her normal life for the time being.

"Smelly boy, behave like your dad."

Shen Jingshu looked at the appearance of his son's spoiled wife, really helpless, but also deeply pleased.

Ye Yuchen's thin lips lightly hooked, "Dad has a good inheritance."

Thanks to the inheritance of doting his wife, otherwise he would not be able to marry a wife.

Shen Jingshu chuckled, "Take good care of Qingqing, and see that we have lost so much, we have to bring it back."

After gaining weight, you can have a big fat boy.

Of course Mu Wanqing didn't know that Shen Jingshu's true thoughts in her heart actually made her fatter and gave birth to a baby...

"Yuchen is also thinner." Mu Wanqing muttered with a laugh.

She raised her eyes to look at Ye Yuchen's cheeks, only to feel that the lines of his cheeks, especially the jaw line, were more distinct.

In the past few days, Ye Yuchen is probably more tired than her.

She was just in a coma and slept unconsciously. When the cold instruments stirred in her body, Mu Wanqing actually couldn't feel anything...

It was sleeping anyway.

"Don't feel sorry for him." Shen Jingshu coaxed Ye Yuchen, "You can raise yourself white and fat quickly."

Ye Yuchen glanced at her bitterly.

Suddenly wondered if he was his biological son...

"Thank you Aunt Shen." Mu Wanqing smiled lightly, "This period of time has made you worry."

Her face was still a little pale, and although her smile was clear and sincere, it was still distressing.

Shen Jingshu wanted to correct her name, but suddenly remembered that she was still hiding her marriage from her, so she didn't ask Mu Wanqing to change her name to mom, "good boy."

When can I change my voice?