CHAPTER 729: CHAPTER 729: HOW TO SOOTHE YOUR WIFE

The moment the hospital room door was opened, Meng Siyu knew, but he didn’t open his eyes. A sense of guard rose in his heart, and at the same time, he wondered, who could it be?

The person entered the room without making any moves.

Their steps were light, their breathing a bit hurried, and as they approached, a familiar scent wafted over.

Meng Siyu’s heart unavoidably skipped a beat.

Wife.

Impossible, even if An Chong received the news, he couldn’t have made it back by now.

Could it be that my wife just happened to return to the country?

The joy in Meng Siyu’s heart was gradually replaced by anxiety.

If others knew Meng Siyu’s current feelings, they would definitely look as though they’d seen a ghost.

The fearless Meng Siyu, who remained composed in even the most dangerous situations, was now anxious in anticipation of his wife’s blame for his injuries?

"Husband~"

Tang Yue sat down beside the bed, holding Meng Siyu’s hand, leaning her body so his hand rested against her face, her voice slightly choked, heartbroken that Meng Siyu was injured.

Tang Yue didn’t realize at all that Meng Siyu had already woken up.

Wu Xin quietly exited the room.

"You always said you wouldn’t get hurt, yet you ended up injured and hospitalized," Tang Yue mumbled to herself.

Meng Siyu: I’m sorry.

"If I hadn’t rushed back, were you planning to keep even me in the dark?"

Meng Siyu: Yes.

"We had agreed not to hide things from each other, but you always break your promise."

Meng Siyu: ...

In his life, he has always held promises in high regard, but it was the first time he broke his promise on this matter.

"Meng Siyu."

Tang Yue suddenly sat upright, calling his full name.

Meng Siyu’s heart pounded fiercely inside his chest, thinking he had been caught pretending to be asleep.

"You bad person." Tang Yue suddenly leaned close, her breath fanning across his face, she gritted her teeth and said, "You’re pretending to sleep!"

"And I traveled thousands of miles to see you."

Tang Yue spoke indignantly.

A force cinched around her neck, and her lips were precisely captured by someone’s kiss, the familiar scent was what she had missed day and night.

Tang Yue didn’t even dare struggle, fearing she might touch Meng Siyu’s wounds, until Meng Siyu let go, she then sat up huffily and asked, "When did you realize I was here?"

"I saw my wife as soon as I woke up." Meng Siyu’s deep eyes looked at Tang Yue.

Not to mention Tang Yue didn’t believe it, even Meng Siyu himself didn’t believe it.

Tang Yue glared at him and said, "As soon as you woke up, without even opening your eyes, you knew it was me and pulled me in for a kiss?"

"Yes." Meng Siyu nodded, clearly acting shamelessly, Tang Yue couldn’t help being both angry and amused, she simply stopped talking to him, checked his bandaged wounds, knowing that his injuries were not serious, she then moved a small accompanying bed from the side.

"Wife, the bed can fit two people." Meng Siyu said pitifully, "I haven’t hugged you to sleep in a long time."

"You’re the patient, the injured one, I can’t crowd you." After saying that, Tang Yue simply made the bed and lay down to rest. She had a sleepless night and had been rushing for the flight, Tang Yue was truly tired, and fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

"Wife."

Meng Siyu watched Tang Yue’s back. Besides calling out a few words, he felt utterly helpless. His injuries were severe this time, and he couldn’t even get out of bed for a few days.

His wife was so close, yet felt so far away.

How should he cheer up his wife?

Meng Siyu kept thinking, feeling the rhythmic breathing of Tang Yue, and his heart ached tremendously. She must have rushed over by plane immediately after receiving the news.

The next morning, when Meng Siyu saw the door open, he immediately made a shushing gesture and then pointed to the accompanying bed.

Mo Xiaolin recognized it was Tang Yue immediately from the silhouette. She quietly asked, "When did Xiao Yue come back?"

"Early in the morning." Meng Siyu spoke softly, "Mom, make some delicious food, Xiao Yue loves fish, and also likes to drink old duck soup."

"Don’t worry, I can make all these. What would you like to eat? I’ll go make it for you," Mo Xiaolin asked gently.

"I’ll have porridge, buy some soy milk and youtiao, and also meat buns."

Meng Siyu listed what Tang Yue liked. Xiao Yue always said soy milk and youtiao were the perfect combination.

When Tang Yue woke up, it was to the fragrance of soy milk. Seeing Mo Xiaolin, she greeted happily, having barely eaten yesterday, she was really hungry. It took her a while to remember Wu Xin.

"Oh no." Tang Yue went to look for Wu Xin, who was standing in the corridor. Embarrassed, she said, "Wu Xin, I forgot you just came back to the country. How about you go home and rest with my mother-in-law? I need to take care of Si Yu here in the hospital."

"Mom, this is Wu Xin, my friend, could you..." Tang Yue felt a bit embarrassed.

Mo Xiaolin took over all the tasks and said, "Xiao Yue, you just stay here and accompany Si Yu."

After speaking, Mo Xiaolin left with Wu Xin, leaving Meng Siyu and Tang Yue alone in the room.

Soon, the doctor came for a ward round and reported the condition was stable. Tang Yue’s heart finally settled. Not long after the doctor left, a nurse came to give Meng Siyu an injection.

The ward fell silent again.

"Wife, I was wrong; I shouldn’t have kept it from you." Meng Siyu admitted his mistake directly.

"Yes, if I hadn’t come back, you wouldn’t have planned to tell me, would you?" Tang Yue folded her arms, nearly furious with him. She inquired a little about that day’s events. If it weren’t for that dream, she wouldn’t have known that her husband had skirted so close to death.

"I was wrong." Meng Siyu bowed his head, his dark head visible. Even though she couldn’t see his expression, Tang Yue unexpectedly felt his mood was low.

"Ah..."

Suddenly, Meng Siyu held his injured area and cried out.

Tang Yue, who had been maintaining a composed demeanor, crumbled in a second. She rushed forward, anxiously asking, "What’s wrong, does the wound hurt? I will call the doctor."

"Wife." Meng Siyu extended his long arm, pulling her into his embrace and held her tight.

Tang Yue’s hands hovered in the air, afraid to touch Meng Siyu, knowing the wound was right where her hand was.

"I didn’t mean to hide it from you, I just didn’t want to worry you. But wife, how did you find out I was injured?" Meng Siyu changed the subject and asked back.

Tang Yue fell silent. Should she mention the dream?

That dream was too mystical. She didn’t know how to explain it.

"Wife, An Chong’s message couldn’t have been so fast. How did you know?" Meng Siyu lowered his head, his dark eyes staring into hers, countless possibilities swirling in his mind.

"That..."

Tang Yue’s eyes darted around, unsure of how to explain.

"It must be because our hearts are connected." Meng Siyu cheerfully offered a reason.