Chapter 553: Does it hurt?

"From now on, you give me peace of mind. If you want to get ambiguous with the surname Luo, you should divorce my brother first."
After speaking, Subei turned and left.
"Subei, why do you say that to me?"
Qin Yan said angrily.
Subei turned to look at her, his eyes clear and cold, "It's because you are too shameless."
Qin Yan looked at Subei, almost biting her lower lip.
However, in the end she didn't say anything, but got into Su Yu's ambulance.
Subei was in a state of confusion at this time, and too many things happened at once.
She had to go to the hospital, but she couldn't drive with Qin Yan.
Then, when I went out, I found out that almost all of the long queues that returned cars were now gone.
There is only one ambulance, eh?
Subei walked over, and the car door was opened before it could stand firm.
"Mrs. Hua, please get in the car."
The doctor's face appeared in the car.
Subei was a little surprised, "Why haven't you left yet?"
A trace of helplessness crossed the face of the white coat, "Mr. Hua insists on waiting for you, please get in the car, his body can't be delayed any longer."
A little nurse helped Subei get into the car. The man in the car slowly opened his eyes. His dark eyes were not tired at all, but his eyes were full of warm light when he looked at Subei.
"How are you Hua Jinan?"
Subei sat down beside him.
Hua Jinan smiled slightly, and his bloodless lips twitched slightly, "This is not good."
As soon as Subei saw Hua Jinan smile, the restlessness and irritability in his heart instantly settled.
She looked at his arm, and the white bandage Chen was particularly eye-catching in the black coat room.
"Does it hurt?"
Her eyes fell on his wound.
The man shook his head and reached out to hold her hand, "It doesn't hurt."
After many days of not seeing him, Subei was a little unnatural to his sudden intimacy.
The moment the person's warm palm touched her, she reflexively wanted to withdraw her hand.
Hua Jinan held it hard, and Subei frowned. She looked at the white coat sitting beside her, and said in a low voice, "Let go, don't do this."
The man suddenly whispered, "It hurts."
Subei looked at him unexpectedly, "What did you say?"
Hua Jinan raised his eyebrows and looked at her delicate, tear-stained face that hadn't completely dried out, "Didn't I just ask if it hurts?"
The woman's dark and pure eyes trembled slightly, and the man came with a lazy voice, "It hurts, I hurt."
Then he squeezed her hand tightly, "If you move around, it hurts even more."
Subei only understood what he meant, and Hua Jinan would also shame.
Although, knowing he was deliberate.
In the end, Subei still didn't take his hand out and let him hold it.
He came here because of her, and was injured again.
Hua Jinan watched that Subei was not struggling, and his heart calmly held his palm soft and soft, somewhat cool and supple.
"Are you scared?" Hua Jinan said softly.
Subei shook her head, facing the dark eyes of the man, she nodded again, "A little bit."
As soon as the belly warmed, the man's other hand was placed on Subei's belly.
"Hua Jinan, are you still getting a needle?"
Su Bei frowned and said.
The man smiled, but instead of looking at her, he looked at her belly.
The fingers with distinct joints gently rubbed, and a soft and hoarse voice slowly sounded, "Son, don't be afraid. Dad will protect you and mom."
Such a magnetic voice, coupled with a soft, watery tone, suddenly felt warm in Subei's heart.