Chapter 228 Walking into the morning fog and falling into the evening clouds (66)

Ma Junying ran over almost in a hurry. He couldn't control his trembling hands and forced his body to stumble in front of the bathtub, carrying the girl out of the water.

He trembled his fingertips and placed his fingers under Wen Xien's nose.

The breath was very weak, as if it would disappear in the next second.

Ma Junying pressed Wen Xien's head with both hands, vented her breath in her mouth, and then pressed Wen Xien's chest.

While pressing his chest, Ma Junying found that his heart was not beating at all.

This made Ma Junying's eyes become redder and redder.

"Jon! Jon!"

He shouted loudly and kissed Wen Xien's lips again. He pressed his heart for a while, then breathed mouth to mouth, leaned Wen Xien's head back fully, and alternated with heart pressure, and repeated.

"Jon! Did you hear it? You can't have anything to do!" Ma Junying lowered her head, and tears gathered in her eyes hit Wen Xien's eyelids. The veins on his forehead burst out, looking ferocious.

Just as the man was getting more and more broken, Wen Xien suddenly spitted out a sip of water, and then vomited more and more, and her heart began to beat again. Her slender eyelashes trembled, but she still didn't open it.

Ma Junying had no time to feel relieved. He patted Wen Xien on the shoulder, and when she spit out all the water, she picked Wen Xien up without saying a word.

This was not the first time Ma Junying held Wen Xien. He felt again that the person in his arms was really light and gentle.

His heart seemed to be tightly held by an invisible big hand, even if it was breathing, it was extremely difficult.

Fortunately, the apartment is very good and is very close to the hospital.

After a whole night of rescue, he finally snatched her back from the god of death.

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"The patient's physiological condition should be stable now, but his body is weak and he should be recuperating slowly in the later stage. She should have committed suicide because she has no trace of struggle. And we can also see that the patient does not seem to think about it well. This psychological problem is sometimes more serious than physiological problem. If it is not solved, we can save her once, but we cannot guarantee the second or even the third time. So my suggestion is that she is better for subsequent psychological treatment."

In the corridor outside Wen Xien's ward, the doctor said to Ma Junying.

Ma Junying underestimated Qiao Ling's position in Wen Xien's heart. He didn't even know that Wen Xien had such a serious tendency to self-destruct.

Whenever Ma Junying thinks of that scene, he feels scared and his hands are still trembling.

If it is a little later, he will never see you again.

No! He absolutely does not allow Wen Xien to leave!

During the days when Wen Xien was hospitalized, Ma Junying has been taking care of her personally.

But in fact, during this care process, Wen Xien never said a word to him. He was always looking for topics to activate the dull atmosphere. Even though she was silent, Ma Junying continued to talk with a smile.

He guarded her every day and night, and he took care of her eating and washing.

But even if he wanted to make the atmosphere as relaxed as possible, his heart became heavier and heavier.

He always thought that Wen Xien's depression had already been cured, but the psychologist said that it was not, but the appearance that Wen Xien had shown before was just a mask, all of which were illusions of appearance.

Every night, Ma Junying is watching over Wen Xien's ward and accompanying her.

After all, Wen Xien's situation is really inseparable from others, and it will be too late if an accident occurs.

After all, it was hard to watch every night, and Ma Qing also came to persuade him, but he refused. All the careers in the company were pushed to his subordinates. Now he is just taking care of Wen Xien wholeheartedly and keeping pace with him.

The girl's lifeless look still appeared in front of Ma Junying's eyes countless times. How dare he leave half a step again, how dare he leave her alone in the room?

Because he insisted on vigilance, he discovered Wen Xien's routine work and rest. Every night he found that even if the lights were turned off, Wen Xien was still not asleep. She just stared at a place in a daze, as if something attracted her.

But when Ma Junying looked over, she only saw a cloud of air.

He only waited until the early morning to breathe, but he woke up early at five or six in the morning.

I only slept for three hours a day, but I could not see any sleepy expression during the day. I just kept looking calm and rarely spoke.

This time, Ma Junying told her about interesting things recently with a smile, and she was still peeling an apple in her hand. In fact, he rarely smiled, but he never smiled with Wen Xien.

Wen Xien did not stare at a place in a daze this time, but looked at the handsome man with his beautiful but unsightly eyes. His eyes were very serious, but there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Ma Junying was not annoyed at all, but was still very happy. He enjoyed being stared at by Wen Xien, and no matter what look he looked, he could excite him.

Wen Xien, who had never said a word from beginning to end, suddenly spoke, "Have you ever loved your sister?"

Her voice was hoarse because she had been playing for a long time and didn't speak, but she was still very nice, soft and without any aggression.

Ma Junying paused in the posture of peeling the apples, and then continued to peel them. He did not answer, but just waited for the apples to be peeled and cut them into pieces and placed them in a porcelain plate.

He said softly, "Yeah, I'm here to eat apples."

This man was so heartless that even a woman who had been moved by her heart did not make him feel moved even if she died, but he did not show it in front of Wen Xien.

Wen Xien looked at him lightly, his pale lips curled up slightly, which was an extremely small curve, and he could not find it without looking carefully, but Ma Junying could see it at first glance. His heart was beating violently uncontrollably, and the sound of his heart pounding seemed to be in his ears. A hint of obsession appeared in his calm eyes.

Wen Xien was just a simple smile, and he couldn't even be considered a smile, so he was so confused that he was so powerful that he was confused.

"Have you ever loved your sister?" Wen Xien asked again.

This time, Ma Junying did not avoid it anymore. He grabbed Wen Xien's hand that was placed on the quilt.

The man smelled the white and tender little hand that was pinched in the palm of his hand, put it to his mouth and kissed him, "Yeah, you know, the one I love the most is you. Qiao Ling is gone, you and me, I will always be by your side, I will never abandon you and leave you alone."

The man's voice was low and magnetic. He lowered his voice in this way, and vented the rich love that was about to ejaculate in his heart.

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(End of this chapter)
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