You Were Her Husband?

He Xiyan clenched her fingers tightly out of caution, staring at her husband with twisted eyebrows. In her eyes, only doubts and incredibility could be perceivable, without any thrill or joy. Even her pupils shrank.

Mo Yixuan looked at his hand in the air. He smiled, then rested his hand on her narrow shoulders and patted it gently.

He knew that she didn't want him to touch her, so he would behave appropriately.

"Yanyan, do you feel better?" Mo Yixuan looked at her with great sympathy. She didn't know how nervous he was when he got a call saying that she was in hospital. He drove straight over even without having dinner.

At this time, she did not look good, her face pale as paper with no trace of blood.

"Is it because of gastroenteritis?" Mo Yixuan asked anxiously. Since this was the department of gastroenterology, she might have acute gastrointestinal problems, he thought, just like four years ago.