Strongest Guard

Lee Nanfang didn't like sleeping with a dead person, but he liked sleeping like a dead person.    

    

The sun was high in the sky, and he was still lying on his back in a large calligraphy shape. There was a shiny saliva at the corner of his mouth, and he was sleeping soundly.    

    

When Hua Yeshen woke up in the middle of the night, this was how Lee Nanfang slept.    

    

Now that she was awake again, Lee Nanfang was still sleeping like this.    

    

How is this taking care of a patient?    

    

He found a quiet place to rest.    

    

It was just Hua Yeshen who was in a good mood. If it was some other family head, even if half of her head was cut off, she would probably rush over and pounce on him with a scream.    

    

Lee Nanfang seemed to feel two eyes that were filled with love, always crawling up his face like a caterpillar. He smacked his lips, tilted his head and opened his eyes.    

    

Their gazes met, but neither of them said anything.    

    

Something called warmth slowly filled the room.    

    

At this time, even the most wonderful words would become nonsense and ruin the good atmosphere.    

    

However, it was difficult for Lee Nanfang, who would feel suffocated if his mouth was shut for too long.    

    

Slowly landing on the ground, he walked to the sickbed and grabbed Hua Yeshen's slightly cold left hand.    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't sit on the edge of the bed, but on one knee. He looked at the woman's bright eyes and said in a low voice, "It's dawn."    

    

The sky had long since brightened.    

    

Lee Nanfang was not spouting nonsense because he had nothing to say. He was telling Sister Shen in a euphemistic manner: "You're finally awake."    

    

Hua Yeshen was wearing an oxygen inhaler on her nose. Of course, she could not speak, nor could she even nod. She could only blink lightly.    

    

"Thank you."    

    

Lee Nanfang lowered his head and kissed the back of Hua Yeshen's hand.    

    

Hua Yeshen's eyes slowly curved into the shape of crescent moons.    

    

Lee Nanfang thanked her, of course, because she risked her life to save Yue Zitong.    

    

Normally, they were husband and wife, so no matter what she did for him and what he did for her, there was no need to thank him.    

    

Lee Nanfang's solemn thanks was filled with deep respect.    

    

And determination.    

    

Hua Yeshen could tell that Lee Nanfang was using these two words to tell her, "You are my most beloved wife. I will love you for the rest of my life."    

    

Wasn't a woman's greatest hope to find a man who could love her for the rest of her life?    

    

As for whether Lee Nanfang would still get into an affair with his aunt, Sister Xin, and Sister Xiao Rou, Hua Yeshen didn't care.    

    

Because she's a psychologically mature woman, and she knows some things. The more you hold on to her, the faster she will slip away.    

    

Instead, it would be better to let nature take its course and protect the love that was her own.    

    

That way, when Lee Nanfang was with her, she could occupy his entire "heart".    

    

Compared to Yue Zitong, who was betrothed to Lee Nanfang at the age of twelve, and Loong Chengcheng, who gave him a son, Hua Yeshen knew him too late.    

    

To be precise, it had been too short a time to fall in love with him.    

    

When she finally found out that she was hopelessly in love with this guy, Lee Nanfang had already fallen in love with Yue Zitong to the brink of death.    

    

On the eve of her wedding, his wife had warned him gently, "Even if you and Lee Nanfang are getting married, there are some things that you can't meddle in."    

    

Speaking of which, this was unfair to Hua Yeshen.    

    

After all, other than Lee Nanfang, she could not interact with other men.    

    

However, Lee Nanfang was able to continue being friendly with his aunt, Sister Xin, and Rou'er.    

    

However, there were some things that could be said, but could not be done.    

    

Most importantly, Hua Yeshen knew how long they could live.    

    

People who could not live for more than a few years, if they paid any more attention to those things, would only make themselves unhappy.    

    

It would be better to completely ignore those matters and wholeheartedly enjoy the belated happiness of the last two years of his life.    

    

Hua Yeshen's eyelashes fluttered slightly. She looked at Lee Nanfang, who was kissing the back of her hand.    

    

She felt that even if she died, it would be worth it.    

    

Of course, she was slightly regretful.    

    

Why didn't he know Lee Nanfang earlier and fall in love with him?    

    

That way, they could spend a lot of time together.    

    

Even when he was beheaded by the king, she could have a child for him.    

    

Hua Yeshen thought of the little bastard she was holding in her mother's arms and prayed in her heart, "I hope the heavens can help me recover soon. That way, I might really have a chance to have a child." When we both die, our children will be raised by their mothers. If that were the case, would I have to visit him every night? Would he be afraid? "    

    

This was Hua Yeshen.    

    

This was a woman who was several years older than a man.    

    

Only women who were a few years older than men would know how to love and think for a man.    

    

She was no longer a woman who was younger than a man. She was barbaric and unreasonable. No matter what a man did for her, he would always take it for granted.    

    

They might be grateful, but they would soon be forgotten.    

    

But once she did something for a man, she would remember it for the rest of her life. She would remind him every few times that she had done something, and she would therefore boldly demand that he do it.    

    

So when a man looks for a wife, it's best to find one who's a few years older than he is.    

    

Especially for people like Hua Yeshen, who wanted to look good and have a body shape — the key was to be rich and understand how to love men.    

    

While Hua Yeshen was lost in her thoughts, Lee Nanfang said in a low voice, "In two days, I may have to leave Beijing temporarily. But I promise I'll be with you as soon as I'm done. "    

    

His voice was low, but it couldn't hide his guilt.    

    

Logically speaking, he should have been here accompanying Sister Yeshen, otherwise he would have been heartless.    

    

However, there were some things that he was urgently needed to do.    

    

Otherwise, it was possible for something to happen that would make him regret it for the rest of his life.    

    

"You go."    

    

Hua Yeshen had used her finger to slowly write these two words on his palm.    

    

"I'm sorry."    

    

Lee Nanfang apologized again.    

    

Hua Yeshen no longer wrote.    

    

She was exhausted after she had only written two words with her finger.    

    

It was already quite good that she could finally escape from this dangerous period and regain consciousness.    

    

He also wanted to talk to someone when he woke up. Don't think that a woman who had good skills in bed could heal her wounds faster than others.    

    

She just blinked again, meaning she understood.    

    

"Let's rest first."    

    

Lee Nanfang stood up and caressed Hua Yeshen's eyes with his right hand.    

    

He made it seem like he was a dead man who couldn't rest in peace. Quickly close your eyes and stop staring at me.    

    

Hua Yeshen's eyes remained open even after his palm had brushed her hair. There was a trace of anxiety in her eyes.    

    

She wanted to tell Lee Nanfang something, but she couldn't.    

    

Lee Nanfang understood. "You want me to arrange a job for you?"    

    

Hua Yeshen's eyes were wide open as she stood there motionlessly.    

    

Lee Nanfang thought about it and asked, "Are you afraid that I won't be able to find a toilet?"    

    

Hua Yeshen didn't move, but the anxiety in her eyes lessened.    

    

"Oh, I know."    

    

Lee Nanfang snapped his fingers: "You're worried that I'll get lost in Beijing."    

    

If Hua Yeshen could sigh, she would definitely sigh.    

    

If she could move, she would jump up and pounce on him, biting her to death.    

    

But there was nothing she could do but slowly close her eyes.    

    

With such heavy injuries, it was already quite good for her to be able to hold on for so long after she woke up for the second time.    

    

When she was about to be drowned, she finally heard the damnable Scumbag Lee speak the truth, "Don't worry. In the future when I meet Yang Xiao, I would rather pretend to be a grandson in front of him to protect myself."    

    

Hua Yeshen smiled.    

    

In a warm dream.    

    

When he gently closed the door, Lee Nanfang turned around and looked at the woman on the sick bed.    

    

Outside in the corridor, a woman was also looking at him.    

    

It was Chiang Morann.    

    

Compared to the previous two days, Chiang Morann was much more haggard.    

    

After all, he had been by the patient's side the entire day. No matter who it was, he would always be like this.    

    

That way, when he accompanied Hua Yeshen, he slept more comfortably than when he slept in his bed at home.    

    

"She's awake?"    

    

Chiang Morann didn't go in, but she could see the good news from the relaxed expression on Lee Nanfang's face.    

    

"He should have woken up around midnight. I woke up again just now, and he's doing quite well."    

    

Lee Nanfang smiled and walked to Chiang Morann's side. He leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette. "How is Lao Lv?"    

    

"We're out of danger. We'll be transferred to the intensive care unit after two more days of observation."    

    

Chiang Morann, who had her hands in the pockets of her white coat, looked down at her toes and said softly, "I've been accompanying him these past two nights and the whole day."    

    

She had told Lee Nanfang that she only loved him for his entire life, and she was willing to be a happy mistress.    

    

However, during these ten hours, she had accompanied her ex-husband like a wife.    

    

Even though Lv Mingliang was seriously injured in order to save her, she was still a little worried that Lee Nanfang would overthink things.    

    

Then he hurriedly explained, "Originally, I wanted to call his wife. But I, I heard that his wife was pregnant. Pregnant women who have a poor rest can affect fetal development. I hope you can understand my difficulties. I just... to him... "    

    

Lee Nanfang interrupted her: "After Lao Lv was shot, he said something to you."    

    

From then on, I don't owe you anything.    

    

These were the words Lv Mingliang said to Chiang Morann after he was shot.    

    

No matter how badly Lao Lv hurt Chiang Morann before, he had already redeemed his sins while blocking the bullets for her.    

    

After hearing what Lee Nanfang said, Chiang Morann raised her head in confusion. When she saw what he had to say, she suddenly understood what he meant.    

    

Only after Lv Mingliang recovered did they owe each other nothing.    

    

Lee Nanfang approved of her to accompany Lv Mingliang.    

    

It would be wrong if she did not accompany Lao Lv because of Lee Nanfang's feelings.    

    

"You did the right thing."    

    

When Lee Nanfang said this seriously, Chiang Morann couldn't control herself anymore. She threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly, her shoulders shaking violently.    

    

This is the Intensive Care Unit, and loud noises, firecrackers, or wailing are strictly forbidden.    

    

Therefore, even if Dr. Chiang really wanted to cry, she had to endure it.    

    

Just like in the past two nights and one day, she had been constantly tormented by Lv Mingliang's fear of not waking up and the possibility that Lee Nanfang might misunderstand her "old friendship".    

    

Now that Lv Mingliang was finally out of danger, Lee Nanfang understood her and supported her actions.    

    

Only then did Chiang Morann, who was shouldering a heavy burden, manage to take it off. She only wanted to cry to her heart's content.    

    

"Don't cry. "A lot of people are looking this way."    

    

Lee Nanfang tried to persuade her, but to no avail. He sighed in his heart, lowered his head, and whispered something in her ear.    

    

Chiang Morann's shoulders shook violently, and her suppressed whimpers came to an abrupt stop.    

    

Because she heard Lee Nanfang say: "When you have children, both of you will cry like this. Do I still want to live?"