Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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Jun Mohan was sitting next to the bed with a misty atmosphere. He looked at Feng Sujin, his eyes were dark and deep, as if there was something in it.

For a long while, he sighed softly and whispered, "Ajin, I'm sorry."

The sound is as long as the ancient harp.

As he said, he stretched out his slender fingers and arranged hair for Feng Sujin, with gentle movements, as if treating a fragile doll.

His fingers slowly slid down and passed Feng Sujin's cheek.

The once warm cheeks were now cold to the touch and her face was extremely pale.

Feng Sujin, who is so fragile and comatose, can actually make people unbearable.

Jun Mohan took Feng Sujin's hand and gently held it in his palm.

In fact, he wanted to let go of her, and that was her outbreak. Her stubbornness made him decide not to let go.

It was only this time that her injury, life and death, made him have to re-examine some things.

Some things must be decided with rational thinking.

Just when Jun Mohan put down Feng Sujin's hand and was ready to get up and leave, Feng Sujin's eyelashes trembled slightly, then slowly woke up.

When she woke up, she saw Jun Mohan, and she said uncertainly: "Mo Han?"

The atmosphere of Jun Mohan's body changed at this moment. He looked at Feng Sujin in wonder, "Ajin?"

Feng Sujin heard Jun Mohan's voice, slowly returned to her thoughts, and thought of the last thing in her memory.

She reached out and tried to catch Jun Mohan's pendulum, but only a slight movement, her whole body hurt terribly.

"Well……"

Feng Sujin had a kind of body twitching pain. For a moment, her face turned whiter, and she also sweated slightly.

Jun Mohan couldn't restrain the pain, and he leaned over and pressed Feng Sujin, "Don't move, you have injuries, what you want to do, tell me, I will do it."

Feng Sujin was actually struggling to speak. The wound on her body was too deep, and it was easy to get back first aid. The anesthetic had already passed. At this time, when she woke up and moved, it hurt.

Feng Sujin blinked and seemed to want to speak.

Jun Mohan bowed his head slightly and let Feng Sujin lean in his ear to say.

"Mo Han, I dream of you, I dream of you leaving."

When saying this, Feng Sujin's voice was a little trembling, and she seemed to be afraid of something.

When she was desperate many times, he gave her the chance to rely on him, but if he really depended on him, he would be afraid to be left.

Jun Mohan was shocked and knew that he had left a shadow on her last time.

But this time, he did consider it.

But looking at her like this, Jun Mohan couldn't say anything else. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his fingers, and said gently, "That's just a dream, I won't go."

After listening to this sentence, Feng Sujin smiled slightly. After a while, she closed her eyes.

Feng Sujin closed her eyes at this moment, it really had a shocking visual impact.

Jun Mohan's heart trembled suddenly, and he quickly called the doctors and examined Feng Sujin.

"She would have been awkward to be able to wake up at this time. Her physical strength had not recovered and she needed recuperation. As for when she would wake up again, I could not say the exact words.

You also know that the stab wound was so severe that she bleed so much blood that it would not be easy to get back a life ... "

Listening to Qiu Wenyu's words, Jun Mohan's face became even colder.

Looking at him like this, Qiu Wenyi didn't say anything else, fearing that he would not be able to bear it for a while.

The news of Feng Sujin's injury was actually blocked by Jun Mohan for the first time, but there were too many people watching on both sides of the street at that time, and the news of the trail was circulating in some people.