My Foolish Snake Husband Wouldn’t Stop Pestering Me

Yan Rui is all right now, and Duan Chen is the one who has something to do. He was originally told to take good care of Yan Rui, but in the end, he took care of himself.

Acute gastroenteritis and stomach bleeding caused him to faint directly on the ground last night. If the nurse on duty hadn't come to change the dressing to see him, I'm afraid he would have been cold on the ground all day.

Now lying on the bed just after the surgery, still thinking of Yan Rui.

He also said that Yan Rui told him as soon as he woke up.

Thinking of this, several doctors glanced at each other and saw the embarrassment on each other's expressions.

To say or not to say? Duan Chen's condition is very serious, and ordinary people are in pain just lying down.

If you tell him now that Yan Rui is awake, according to his temperament, he will definitely come over regardless of his illness.

"Let's go tell him!" One of the senior doctors thought for a while and decided.

It is well known that Duan Chen has a bad temper. Now that Yan Rui is awake, they are the happiest. After all, they can finally endure Duan Chen's anger.

"Then who will tell?"

"Should we be together?"

After hesitating for a while, everyone finally decided to go together.

Duan Chen was lying on the hospital bed with a transparent tube attached to the back of his left hand. The drip bottle was hung on it. There was still more than half of the medicine in it. The transparent liquid was slowly flowing down the plastic tube.

Seeing the doctors who treated Yan Rui coming over, Duan Chen's first reaction was that something had happened to Yan Rui!

He rubbed himself up and sat up straight, the place where the surgery had just been performed was colicky, and his face instantly turned pale again.

"Yan Rui, is something wrong?"

Several doctors were shocked by his actions, "Mr. Duan, you just finished the operation, be careful with your movements"

Before the doctor finished speaking, Duan Chen grabbed his arm violently: "Did he have an accident!"

His tone was gloomy, and his expression was even more vicious, making people see his calves spinning.

"No, no," the young male doctor swallowed, his brain clouded, and he explained inarticulately, "Mr. Yan woke up."

Duan Chen grabbed his arm and sat on the bed without moving. Several doctors didn't dare to hide it. You explained Yan Rui's symptoms carefully and clearly, and comfortably told him that Yan Rui was out of danger. I'm in the way.

Duan Chen listened silently, nothing except for heavier breathing and red eyes.

"I'm going to see Yan Rui." He looked extremely calm, but only the doctor who was caught by him knew how badly his hands were shaking.

Dr. Wang, who was standing in front, hesitated and said, "You have just finished the operation, and you are not in a good mood. What we suggest is that you take a day off and see Mr. Yan tomorrow."

In their opinion, they have waited for half a month, and it is not less than ten hours. Besides, Yan Rui's body is indeed fine.

Duan Chen stopped talking, grabbed the plastic tube with his hands and pulled it hard. The needle was bent because of too much force. When he pulled it out, even the blood was pulled out.

After pulling out the needle, he grabbed the cabinet in front of the bed and was about to get out of bed. Several doctors were startled by him and quickly stopped him. Duan Chen waved their hands and repeated gloomily: "I'm going Look at Yan Rui."

Not to mention more than ten hours, now he doesn't want to wait a minute or a second.

Yan Rui just experienced a life and death, and now he wakes up to find that he is inexplicably in the hospital, and there is no familiar person around him. How scared should he be?

When he thought that the little idiot was at a loss and his eyes were red with resignation, he could not wait to fly over immediately.

None of the doctors dared to persuade them, and ordered to find a wheelchair.

"Don't look for a wheelchair, just bring my clothes and I'll put them on and see him again."

If Yan Rui went to see him in a wheelchair in a hospital gown, he would definitely be worried.

Duan Chen quickly changed his clothes and staggered towards Yan Rui's ward.

There was no one to help him in the middle, and the pace went from shaking at first to steady, and it was completely impossible to tell that he had just had an operation.

At the door, Duan Chen stopped abruptly and looked in through the small crack in the door.

Yan Rui was sitting on the bed, holding his water glass with his head lowered. He didn't know what he was thinking. In the blue and white hospital clothes, his thin figure had an unreal illusion in the dim room.

The hand holding the wall trembled slightly, and the man who was impatient just now froze by the door as if he had tapped a hole.

He looked at the small shadow not far away with complicated eyes, until Yan Rui felt his gaze turned his head and looked over.

Yan Rui had just woken up, but his mind was not good. Now that Duan Chen appeared here, he was dumbfounded, unable to move his body.

Duan Chen walked over, stood in front of the bed and looked at him, because he hadn't rested for a long time, there was a circle of dark blue shadows under his eyes, his face was pale, and dark blue beard stubble appeared on his cheeks.

Seeing his blood-red eyes, Yan Rui didn't feel scared for the first time.

He opened his mouth to speak, but then swallowed it again, not knowing what to say to Duan Chen.

Yan Rui could only stare at Duan Chen blankly, helplessness and daze appear in his beautiful eyes.

Duan Chen stood in the same place and found that he had circulated thousands of words of concern in his mind, and now that Yan Rui woke up, all of them disappeared.

He couldn't even say "I'm sorry".

The hands on both sides of his thighs clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched, and after going back and forth a few times, he went over and took off the water glass in his hands, walked aside and poured him a new glass of warm water.

"The water is cold."

Yan Rui took it stiffly, the temperature in his palm seemed to warm to his heart along the blood.

"Thank you." Yan Rui lowered her head and took a sip, her drooping eyelashes sweeping the edge of the cup.

After sipping the water, Yan Rui looked up and saw that Duan Chen was still standing there. He blinked, looked at him blankly and asked, "Aren't you going to accompany Zhou Ran?"

"To accompany Zhou Ran?" When did he go to accompany Zhou Ran? Since Zhou Ran's surgery, he didn't even look at him. How could he accompany him?

Yan Rui saw him frown and asked again, "Could it be that Zhou Ran is in pain and wants my scales to relieve his pain and replenish his body?"

Before, as soon as he finished drawing blood, Duan Chen asked him to pull out a scale to relieve Zhou Ran's pain.

This time he was in a coma after the blood was drawn, and he just woke up now, thinking that Zhou Ran was in a hurry, otherwise Duan Chen would not have rushed to see him shortly after he woke up.

Seeing Duan Chen's brows getting tighter and tighter, Yan Rui confirmed his thoughts even more.

Yan Rui retracted his gaze and looked out the door. There was no one else except Duan Chen at the moment.

Yan Rui struggled to sit up, his legs were exposed, and the size of the hospital clothes was relatively large. When he moved, the trousers went up, revealing the uneven red scars on the calf.

Duan Chen looked at Yan Rui's actions and immediately lowered his face: "What are you doing?"

If you don't lie down, why move?

Yan Rui didn't notice Duan Chen's anxious and concerned gaze, and when he heard his voice, he thought that he thought he was slow again.

As long as Duan Chen disliked him, his heart couldn't help but panic.

"I'm looking for a knife, I'm looking for a knife to dig scales for you."

As he said that, he got up and rummaged on the cabinet. There was not a knife in the huge ward, nor did he see the shadow of the fruit knife.

Are you going to do it with your bare hands?

Yan Rui was in a hurry and lifted his trousers up to his thighs.

Those scarlet and eye-catching scars are not the first time Duan Chen has seen them. On the contrary, he has seen them many times, but there has never been such a moment of heartache, regret, and condemnation.

He grabbed Yan Rui's hand and said, "No need"

"I don't have a knife, I can use my hands." Before Duan Chen could finish speaking, Yan Rui interrupted him. "If you think I'm disgusting, you can turn around, I

It will be fine soon”

Duan Chen looked at him cautiously, his heart shrank suddenly, almost out of breath for a moment, he grabbed Yan Rui's hand and lifted it up, looking at his face: "I said, you don't need to pull it out. your scales!"

Yan Rui was stunned for a moment: Then why did you come?

Yan Rui thought to himself, but didn't dare to ask, it's not that he didn't think in a good place, but he had thought about it too many times, and all he got was disappointment, so he stopped thinking about it.

Expecting this kind of thing will make people die.

He let go of his hand, lowered his head and didn't dare to look Duan Chen's eyes directly, the room suddenly became very quiet.

Duan Chen suddenly felt powerless. Yan Rui usually acted like a foolish and submissive. He knew so little about him that he didn't know how to talk when they were alone.

"Zhou Ran's illness has been cured, and you won't need to draw blood to dig scales in the future."

Listening to Duan Chen's words, Yan Rui seemed to understand, but at the same time he didn't seem to understand.

Because of his lack of security, he always likes to analyze the bad.

When he signed a marriage contract with Duan Chen, the agreement clearly stated that when Duan Chen married him, he would save Zhou Ran.

Now that Duan Chen hasn't married him yet, Zhou Ran's illness is cured, does he no longer need him?

Yan Rui's dark eyes dimmed for a while.

"I see." He lowered his eyes and smiled slowly: "Since I have nothing to do with me, you can accompany Zhou Ran. You don't have to keep staring at me here, I won't run around."

Duan Chen instantly cooled down when he heard his words, what does Yan Rui mean? Doesn't he like him? Why are you still pushing him towards Zhou Ran?

People can't be that stupid, can they? He even began to wonder if Yan Rui had changed his mind about him.

"You want me to accompany Zhou Ran?"

Yan Rui hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"I'm used to it by myself. Since I don't have to pull out my scales to draw blood, you don't have to look at me here." After thinking about it, Yan Rui said anxiously again.

Said, "Don't worry, I won't tell grandma. If you are really worried, you can confiscate my mobile phone, cut off contact, and find someone to take care of S"

"Shut up!" Duan Chen regretted the question long ago. Now listening to Yan Rui's submissive explanation, he panicked and panicked. His heart was full of mixed feelings, and the veins on his neck burst out. The expression on his face could almost hold a hideous look.

"Don't you love me enough to use your life to make an agreement? Why do you want to push me out now?"

"Enough of playing backwards, do you want to play hard-to-get?"