Chapter 788
The wife of a powerful family: Huo Shao, how dare you flirt with me
Author: Gu Rong Rong MACHINE TRANSLATION
After much difficulty, Huo Nanchen was finally sent to the VIP ward after he had left the operating room The doctor briefly explained his physical condition, âYoung Madam, your husbandâs physical condition is still very good. However, his back and other parts of his body have suffered injuries of varying degrees and he has also inhaled some harmful gases. However, donât worry, he will be more or less fine after staying in the hospital for a few days.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âThatâs good. â
Gu Ruochu heaved a sigh of relief when she heard Qi ru call out from behind her, âRuo Chu, howâs Nanchen? â
Gu Ruochu had just paid the doctorâs fee when she gave a simple retelling. Qi Ru finally let out a sigh of relief and held Ruo Chuâs hand, âgood girl, youâve been scared out of your wits. The first thing Nanchen will want to see when he wakes up is you, so youâll have to suffer a little. â
âItâs okay, mom. â
Itâs just that sheâs pregnant, sheâs not that delicate.
When they entered, the doctor and nurse were still administering an IV drip for Huo Nanchen. Gu Ruochu looked at the electrocardiogram monitor before her gaze shifted to the man on the hospital bed.
She sat by the bed and caressed his face with her hand.
Whenever she saw him, she would feel at ease.
âAunt. â
Cheng Xi had entered the room at some point in time. His eyes looked at Gu Ruochuâs stomach with some difficulty.
Mommy said that once aunt had a child, she would abandon him. Although Mommy was not a good person, he still felt a great sense of fear because of this.
âCheng Xi. â
Gu Ruochu held his little hand, âyou werenât scared before, were you? â
Cheng Xi shook his head and asked subconsciously, âis auntâs baby about to be born? â
âHow could it be so soon? â Gu Ruochu laughed. âAuntâs baby will only be born in at least eight months. If Cheng Xi wants to see his little brother and sister, Iâm afraid that heâll have to wait for a few more months. â
Cheng Xi pursed his lips and did not speak. As sensitive as he was, he did not open his mouth to say anything but he seemed to have become much quieter.
Gu Ruochu did not pay much attention to him and only focused on observing Huo Nanchen. He should not be able to wake up for the time being. Perhaps it was because he was pregnant that his eyelids were drooping rapidly.
âCheng Xi, can you go out and look for grandma first? Aunt is tired. â
âOkay. â
Cheng Xi followed his footsteps and left the ward.
There was a sofa in the ward that could be used for sleeping. Gu Ruochu leaned against the SOFA and lay down for a while.
Perhaps it was because she had been thinking about what had just happened in her mind, Gu Ruochuâs sleep was not very stable.
She was still in a daze when she suddenly remembered that she was waiting for Huo Nanchen to wake up. She woke up with a thud and walked to his window to check his breathing and heartbeat.
The sniffing at the tip of her nose seemed to have disappeared. Her already blank mind thumped and she shouted, âNanchen? Hubby! â
Why isnât he breathing? Thatâs impossible!
Just as she was about to listen to his heartbeat, a pair of hands suddenly hugged her tightly. His Chin gently rested on the top of her head. âWhy are you so afraid that Iâll die? â
âAre you crazy? Is there any point in lying? â
This was the first time Gu Ruochu had lost her temper. She looked at Huo Nanchenâs face and was furious. âIs it fun to play dead? Why would I fall for someone like you! â
âalright, donât be angry. â After this kidnapping, they had deepened their understanding of each other. They only recognized each other. Not only did he not panic when he saw that she was angry, his voice was filled with joy instead.
âRuo Chu, Iâve been a jerk in the past. Iâll only love you with all my heart from now on. â
Gu Ruochu gently rested her head on her shoulder, âHuo Nanchen, youâre not alone anymore. The lives of my child and I are in your hands so you can only take care of your own life. Donât joke about your own life? â