Turn your love rival into your wife

Chapter 47 Go Home

Ren'er's crying gradually died down. He had lost too much blood, but he was wearing dark clothes. There was also Su Chen lying on the ground, his face was beaten out of shape and he was unconscious.

For a moment, everyone couldn't tell whose blood the blood on the ground belonged to.

But he didn't want to close his eyes. He was afraid. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to see Song Wanting after closing his eyes. He didn't have the strength to turn around to see how Su Chen was doing. He didn't know how Su Chen was doing, so he was still there. Worried, worried that Su Chen would pounce and hurt Song Wanting.

So he held on like this, trying hard to feel Song Wanting's breath and Song Wanting's arms. He wanted to ask him if he was okay, and wanted to say that he was wet and quickly went to change his clothes. He was so Afraid of the cold...

but he really didn't have the strength anymore. He felt tired even breathing.

He knew that Song Wanting had been talking to him, but he couldn't hear what Song Wanting was saying at all. Could he blame himself for not protecting him? He must be afraid, he is so cowardly...

He is like this He held on until the police appeared, he saw himself being carried on a stretcher, and he saw Song Wanting getting into the ambulance with him. Then he felt relieved and closed his eyes unbearably.

"Ren Er!" Song Wanting, who had been staring at him, shouted nervously when he saw him closing his eyes.

The doctor checked: "It's okay."

Then he looked at him again, not sure whose blood on his head belonged to: "Are you injured?"

Song Wanting held Ren Er's hand: "I'm okay."

The doctor Then she looked at his clothes that were dripping with water, then took a blanket and handed it to him.

When he watched Ren Er being pushed into the operating room, tears welled up again. Mr. Song, who had always loved cleanliness, was unsteady at this moment. Regardless of his image, he sat slowly against the white wall of the hospital. On to the ground.

Only then did he notice the blood stains on his clothes.

Touching it distressedly, this is Ren Er's blood. How could a person retain so much blood? How much pain does he have...

Why does his little friend have to suffer all this...

His eyes are dry after shedding too many tears . Staring at the red light, it seemed that I could never wait for the moment it changed color. I was still clutching my clothes tightly in my hands, and my heart felt like it was being burned on a fire.

When the door opened, Song Wanting didn't even know how he got up. But the moment he got up, his eyes suddenly went dark, but he continued to move forward in the darkness without any pause, and his vision quickly recovered. He looked in anxiously and uneasily: "How is he?"

"It's okay. The wound on the abdomen is the most serious, but luckily it didn't hurt the organs. It just required a lot of stitches. The wound on the back of the hand may be a little bit harmful to him in the future. It had some impact. Not only did it pierce, but it also scratched the bone. I have to be careful to use less force with this hand in the future, but how could he have so many injuries? And the scars looked like the suturing after the injury was not professional or careless. "

The doctor spoke to Song Wanting carefully.

Song Wanting only heard the three words "It's okay" in front of him. When he saw Ren Er being pushed out, he wanted to step forward, but his dizzy head began to spin again and he almost fell down.

It was the doctor who supported him.

He looked at Ren Er being pushed away in his distorted vision, took out his cell phone and called Wang Quan: "Central Hospital, come and take good care of Ren Er."

After barely saying Ren Er's name, the phone fell down, and he was gone. Unable to hold on any longer, he passed out and after a moment of panic, he was pushed into the operating room.

"Ren Er, you lied to me, how dare you lie to me!"

Song Wanting cried in tears, with a hint of stubbornness in her sharp eyes: "You promised to be with me forever, how dare you throw away " Get off me."

"No, I didn't lie to you..." Ren Er muttered on the hospital bed, his eyes rolling. Wang Quan, who was guarding him carefully next to him, showed an expression of joy when he saw this. He finally There are signs of waking up.

He came closer and said, "What did you say?"

"You just lied to me! Just leave! If you leave, I will find someone else. I will cook for others and sleep with others!"

"No! No! I won't leave!" I won't leave until I die!"

Ren Er opened his eyes suddenly and pushed his body upwards, almost hitting Wang Quan. Wang Quan was so frightened that he moved back, and Ren Er couldn't hold on anymore and lay back down again.

But he was obviously still stuck in a dream and his eyes were swaying: "Song Wanting! You can only sleep with me!"

Wang Quan raised his eyebrows, but he didn't think about it too much.

It took a while for Ren Er's rapid breathing to calm down. The unfamiliar environment filled the dog's eyes with doubts. Is this the world after death?

"How do you feel?"

He turned his eyes to look at the source of the sound, stared at Wang Quan for a while before recognizing him, and hesitated for a second: "Why are you dead too?"

Wang Quan's face was incomprehensible, He laughed good-naturedly: "I'm not dead, and of course you're not dead either."

Ren Er blinked a few times and his eyes brightened instantly. He wanted to get up again but still didn't: "Where is Song Wanting! He is here Where? How is he?"

Wang Quan quickly reached out and pushed him down: "Don't worry, the boss is fine. You also know that the boss is weak. He fell into the water and got cold and was frightened. , so he has a fever. The doctor has given him medicine and he is sleeping now."

Taking into account Ren Er's current situation and his general understanding of him, he chose to conceal the boss's head injury, otherwise he would probably ignore his own situation. , struggling to meet the boss.

The boss has already woken up once, and the doctor has checked that there is no major problem, so there is no need to create any situation.

But Ren Er was still worried: "I'm going to see him."

Wang Quan had to persuade him: "Mr. Ren, it's not convenient for you to move now. Your willfulness will only deepen your injuries and prolong your hospital stay. Let the boss help you Worry."

He handed over a glass of water: "Do you still want the boss to continue to worry about you?"

As expected, he followed Song Wanting and got to the point immediately. Ren Er's eyes flickered for a few times and then he shook his head silently. He shook his head, his face full of guilt and self-blame, and lay down honestly.

Wang Quan couldn't bear it: "Take a sip of water first. If you survive a catastrophe, you will be lucky. You and your boss have experienced so much together, and you will be very happy in the future."

Ren Er looked at him, wondering Why did he say that my eyes were a little sore, so I took the water glass and said thank you, and held back the tears while I was drinking water.

When he returned the water glass, he couldn't help but ask: "Do you think Song Wanting and I will be happy together?"

After experiencing these things, he felt a little less confident.

Wang Quan took the water glass. Logically speaking, he shouldn't say anything about his boss's emotional affairs, but he knew that his boss really liked the young man in front of him.

"If you are willing to work hard to give a person happiness, the other person will definitely perceive happiness, and I think the boss will definitely make the wisest choice. Maybe Mr. Ren can temporarily not believe in himself, but he might as well believe in the boss's choice. He chose Isn't it Mr. Ren?"

Ren Er stared at him for a while and nodded vigorously. Yes, that's right. A smart person like Song Wanting will never make the wrong choice. He believes in Song Wanting, so he can definitely do it. Make Song Wanting happy.

He talked to Wang Quan for a while and then fell asleep again. Even if he was physically strong, he was so seriously injured and lost so much blood.

Song Wanting opened his eyes at night. He had woken up once before, so there was no confusion in his eyes, but his mouth was a little dry and his throat was a little burning.

He raised his heavy arms and groped for the water glass on the table. A slight sound made him stop, and a glass of water was delivered to him.

The hand holding the water glass is a bit old, a man's hand.

His eyes swayed and followed the man's hand all the way to his cheek. It was a face that was calm and self-defeating. He thought he should look like this when his hair turns gray.

The man's tired eyes were looking at Song Wanting silently. The emotions in those eyes were hidden. No one could tell what his mood was now. They only knew that he was still here at three o'clock in the middle of the night. Able to deliver the water glass to Song Wanting as soon as possible.

Song Wanting sat up more with his arms, took the water glass with both hands, and called out respectfully and distantly: "Dad."

He was too thirsty to talk, and there was actually no relationship between him and his dad. There was nothing to say. I drank all the water in the glass and didn't let go of the glass.

"Thank you for your hard work. I'm fine. I'm mainly injured on my head. Nothing else is affected. You don't have to stay with me here. Go back and rest."

Song Wanting rubbed the water glass in his hand: "Wang Quan You are still in the hospital. I asked him to take you back."

He was a little worried. His father must know everything. If he wants to break up with Ren Er...

Song Yinshan looked at his son who was polite to him, with his head on his head. Wrapped in gauze, his face was pale and sickly. He knew that this was not the first time he had been injured recently, and he also knew that it was all related to the little boyfriend he was looking for.

He and his wife were surprised when they found out that their son had found such a boyfriend. He had grown up well-behaved and was a very demanding and picky person.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be single at the age of 33.

As for this little boyfriend named Ren Er, apart from his appearance, he really has no advantages, and he also has such a complicated growth experience.

People from completely different worlds, but Wanting did this for him time and time again.

Even at the risk of his own life, his rational son would be carried away by love.

I guess his little boyfriend must have some good qualities.

The hand that was resting on the bed and pressing the quilt was raised: "We never interfere in your affairs, but we still say that, either find a decent person or let him become a decent person, don't lose the Song family. Face."

Song Wanting was relieved and a little disappointed at the same time.

As expected, they didn't even care about this, and replied calmly: "I understand."

The father and son fell silent together, and the atmosphere was stagnant.

Song Yinshe stood up, but when Song Wanting saw this, he still didn't forget that he was his son: "My name is Wang Quan..."

"No, the driver is downstairs."

"...Then you walk slowly."

Song Wan Ting stared at Song Yinshan's leaving figure until he could no longer see it. Then he lowered his gaze and looked at the water glass in his hand, sighing faintly.

After sitting for a while, he slowly got out of bed and went to Ren Er's ward. Wang Quan, who was keeping vigil at night, was lying on the sofa and heard the sound of the door opening. He steeled himself and opened his eyes.

"You can go to my ward to rest. You can lie on the bed."

Wang Quan said, "Call me if you need anything," and left without asking any questions or disturbing the young couple who had gone through many hardships.

Song Wanting came to the bedside, gently rubbed Ren Er's cheek with his fingers, then squeezed sideways to the bedside, and closed his eyes close to Ren Er.

Ren Er didn't see that Song Wanting was not sleeping peacefully. He woke up from the nightmare again. He sniffed and smelled. Even though the room was filled with the smell of disinfectant, he also caught Song Wanting's scent in it. the taste of.

There was breath next to his arm. He turned his head anxiously and saw Song Wanting sleeping huddled next to him, looking pitiful.

He quickly closed his mouth and swallowed what he was about to say, and looked at the gauze on his head. Wang Quan didn't say he just had a fever.

Her eyes were full of distress but she couldn't bear to disturb him, so she raised her arms and pulled Song Wanting into her arms little by little.

I heard Song Wanting snort. She was used to his embrace. After being carried in by him, she naturally found his most comfortable position. She raised an arm to press his chest and circled his neck. Put your head next to his chin, and throw one leg onto his lap.

He held someone in his arms, and his heart calmed down.

A night of silence.

The next day, Ren Er woke up early and waited for Song Wanting to wake up. Seeing his eyelids twitching twice, he knew he was about to wake up. He adjusted his expression and tried to greet him with the most handsome face.

When Song Wanting opened his eyes, he immediately met Ren Er's gaze and saw that his face was bruised, purple, swollen, and had some stubble after a night.

For the first time, I was a little bit embarrassed by Ren Er's ugliness.

"Wanting, how are you? Where are you injured?" Ren Er asked worriedly. He could only see gauze wrapped around his head.

Song Wanting closed his eyes again: "It's just a little injury to the head. It's fine. How do you feel?"

"I just feel like I'm a little boring and nothing else. By the way, what's going on with him?"

He doesn't even think about it now. After calling out Su Chen's name, he didn't remember much about what happened next. He only remembered that he waved his fist at him.

He wished he had killed him.

"He should also be in the hospital, but he is selling drugs, and now he has kidnapped and attempted murder. With so many items, it is difficult to sentence him to death, but life imprisonment should be no problem."

Ren Er is quite satisfied with this result. In a sense, it is equivalent to death in this society and will no longer disturb them or bring danger to them.

He was finally discharged from the hospital after staying in the hospital for half a month, and on the day he was discharged from the hospital, he received a shocking news, Su Chen died. killed.

He jumped down from the top floor of the inpatient department and came to pull his police car downstairs.

He chose to end his life before completely losing his freedom.

Not a single word was left behind.

Ren Er was loading things into his backpack when he heard the news. He paused for a moment and then zipped up. He smiled and came to Song Wanting who was observing his face, and held his hand: "Let's go home. "

The two returned to Song Wanting's house that they visited last time. Ren Er liked it very much. There was a swimming pool on the roof. Even in winter, because of the air conditioning and the sunlight coming in, you could swim thanks to the floor-to-ceiling glass. .

Although he doesn't know how to do it, swimming pools are not just for swimming.

Even now, he still has difficulty moving. Holding the fragrant Song Wanting in his arms at night, the young man who has not done anything bad for more than half a month is inevitably a little restless.

The hand that usually held Song Wanting's arms tightly was now rubbing it anxiously.

Song Wanting was distracted by him. The injury on his head had long since healed, but as Ren Er's main player, he couldn't stand the torment now. He could only follow him and be a monk with no distracting thoughts for half a month.

Ren'er's face has also returned to normal. After being fed and fed by him for more than half a month, the little fat on his face has really come back. He is holding his lips and grinding his teeth, picking it up and putting it in again. He came out and said, "Mr. Song, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

Song Wanting's hand scratched the gauze wrapped around his waist a few times: "Your injury is not healed yet."

"It's okay, at worst it will bleed again. " Ren Er really saw it and ran towards his destination with his hand wrapped in gauze.

Song Wanting didn't think so. He didn't want to go to the hospital and be asked how he did it. Then the two of them answered that it was because of doing this.

He grabbed Ren Er's hand and suppressed the accumulated anger aroused by him: "Stop making trouble, it will be better in another half month."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but kiss Ren Er back.

But the entanglement between lips and teeth only made it more and more difficult for them to satisfy themselves.

But wherever his fingertips wandered, there were gauze covering the wound, reminding him all the time.

"I can't wait for half a month, just agree." Ren Er nibbled on Song Wanting's ears and shoulders, his eager tone filled with anxious heat, which made Song Wanting confused for a while.

"Wanting, I miss you, I miss you here."

He touched it. Song Wanting had finally gotten used to it before, but after more than half a month, it was obviously the same as before.

He was like a big dog that had reached puberty, biting Song Wanting's chin impatiently, and his blazing eyes gave him a more sexy look of a mature man, and he had quietly grown up: " Okay, Mr. Song, please continue to feel sorry for me~"

Song Wanting never had any resistance to the coquettish dog, grabbed Ren Er's hair, and said in a confused tone, "Okay."