Chapter 1397 - 1411: My Wife Is Very Strong

Chapter 1397: Chapter 1411: My Wife Is Very Strong

"What minor injury? I asked the doctor, and the bullet is stuck in the crack of your bone. Your arm was almost crippled. Not wanting me to worry? You haven’t replied to my messages for two days. Did you think I wouldn’t overthink?"

An Ran was pressed against his front, listening to the sound from his chest as she spoke, "Mu Xingfeng, promise me, no matter what the situation is, even if it’s just a scratch, tell me. You said we are husband and wife, we should be honest with each other. I’m not as fragile as you think. When you hide things from me like this, it makes me worry even more and overthink, you know?"

Mu Xingfeng caressed her soft hair, listening to her choked voice, feeling softened deep inside.

He knew each word she said was sincere. If it were him, he’d feel the same way, rather worry and be scared than know nothing at all.

"Darling, I’m sorry, it won’t happen again next time," Mu Xingfeng promised her.

An Ran looked up again, tears still in the corners of her eyes, "Really? Keeping your word, pinky swear."

Mu Xingfeng watched her childishly extend her little finger, and he hooked it with his own, "Really, pinky swear. Darling, do you know why I didn’t tell you? Hubby isn’t afraid of bullets, just afraid of you crying."

Seeing An Ran smile through her tears because of his response to her little gesture, Mu Xingfeng teased.

"I just cry easily, but I’m really strong."

Embarrassed, An Ran buried her head into Mu Xingfeng’s front, rubbing her face against his hospital gown, wiping her tears onto it.

"Yes, my wife is very strong," Mu Xingfeng commented seriously.

Yet his words somehow sounded ambiguous.

The room fell silent, with the two tightly snuggling together. Shortly, from her even breathing, Mu Xingfeng judged that An Ran must have fallen asleep.

This time should be the deep sleep stage of the day, but An Ran worried through the night and rushed over anxiously. Now relaxed, sleepiness naturally came upon her.

Mu Xingfeng touched her small hand, already warm, then reached for her little face, also warm.

Right now, An Ran leaned against Mu Xingfeng’s chest, her arms still around his waist. This position wasn’t comfortable for Mu Xingfeng, who had an injured arm, but he couldn’t bear to push her away.

Being close to her, the unique fragrance from her lingered around his nose, making Mu Xingfeng feel he could withstand the uncomfortable posture all night without moving.

Yet right now, An Ran still had an arm under his waist, worrying that when they woke up in the morning, her arm might be like his injured one. Despite not wanting to move, he adjusted his position, turned his body, faced An Ran, and enveloped her in his arms.

Disturbed, An Ran let out a soft sound, then found a comfortable position within Mu Xingfeng’s arms and drifted back to sleep...

Just past eight in the morning, He Yushu entered the hospital room with Nanny Chen and got startled seeing the two sleeping in each other’s arms on the bed.

She knew her son very well, how could staying in the hospital..."

Just as she thought to check which woman took advantage of her son’s injury and inconvenience, Mu Xingfeng opened his eyes, looking over at her.

"Son, what are you..."

Before He Yushu could finish speaking, Mu Xingfeng frowned, pursed his lips, and gestured for her not to speak.