Heart Hunting Game: His Hot Sweet Wife

The wait was always long, and Sansa Ran sat uncomfortably outside the operating room, where Dean Lan had entered earlier with an unusually pale face, seemingly in distress. The thought of it made Sansa Ran’s heart shiver.

With her hands clasped together and her eyes tightly closed, she was silently praying for him.

After a while, the lights in the operating room dimmed, and Sansa Ran looked up to see that Xinran stood up and peeked inside.

Searching eyes refused to let go of any corner until Dean Lan appeared in front of her eyes.

“Dean,” Sansa Ran subconsciously walked up to him, taking a closer look at him.

Sansa Ran’s hand tightened and she grabbed her sleeve, trying to hide the sadness in her heart.

The nurse pushed the cart and took Dean Lan to the general ward, and Sansa Ran followed her every step of the way, not letting up.

“You take care of the patient first, the doctor will be here soon.” The nurse settled Dean Lan, hung up his medicine bottle, turned around and was about to go out, not forgetting to turn back and instructed.

“Um, okay.” Sansa Ran watched the nurse leave and then turned her attention to Dean Lan.

His pale face was written with distress, and Sansa Ran could not suppress the pain in her heart and could not help but let her eyes blur with tears again.

“Dean, no matter what, you have to wake up, and if you don’t, I’m going to blame you.” Sansa Ran took his hand and held it tightly in her palm, her eyes full of him.

The sunlight outside was so harsh that Sansa Ran couldn’t help but get up and walk over to the window and reach out to pull the curtains.

Thinking about how Dean Lan was always by her side taking care of herself every inch of the way when she was sick and uncomfortable, and now it was her turn.

The doctor walked in with a thermometer and put it on Dean Lan, then walked over to Sansa Ran with an X-ray film.

“Doctor, may I ask how serious this gentleman’s injuries are?” Sansa Ran greeted him with a quick step and finished her question in one breath.

When the doctor saw her so intensely nervous, he couldn’t help but smile warmly and reassure her that she didn’t have to be too nervous.

“In my opinion, this gentleman is fine for now.” The doctor took the film and placed it toward the lighted area, examining it carefully.

Sansa Ran was relieved to hear him say that.

“However, this gentleman suffered a head injury, which we initially judged to be a mild concussion according to the chart.” The doctor’s good and bad words made Sansa Ran’s heart go up and down.

She walked over to Dean Lan, her eyes dropping slightly downward. Red lips pursed gently.

“Doctor, when will he probably wake up?” Sansa Ran had a worried look in her eyes as she kept gazing at Dean Lan.

“That’s not easy to say. All you have to do is stay here and take care of him, and call me here as soon as he wakes up.” The doctor lifted his hand and placed it on Sansa Ran’s shoulder and patted it gently, signaling her to relax.

After the doctor left, Sansa Ran received a call from the police station opening.

“Hello, you still, it’s me it’s Sansa Ran,” Sansa Ran replied with a serious look.

“Please put Mr. Dean Lan on the phone.” The policeman seemed to have something urgent to tell him.

Rolling her eyes, Sansa Ran’s eyes fell on Dean Lan, who was quietly sleeping. Returning to her senses, she immediately retracted her thoughts.

“He’s not available to answer the phone right now.” Sansa Ran’s eyes lingered, then replied, “Okay, I’ll be there in a minute.”

After hanging up the phone, Sansa Ran walked over to the bedside to help change the empty IV bottle.NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

Dean Lan’s hand moved and he opened his heavy eyelids with difficulty, and the first person he saw was still Sansa Ran.

“Dean, you’re awake? I’m going to call the doctor.” Sansa Ran was so excited that she almost smashed the IV bottle on Dean Lan’s head.

Dean Lan, however, took her hand and pulled it back with a little force, and Sansa Ran fell into his arms.

At this moment, a touch of pink on her fair cheeks spread from the top to her whole face. Subconsciously, she then burst out of his arms.

He was about to ask Dean Lan if he was having a hard time being pressed by himself, but Dean Lan opened his mouth first.

“Snotty, you’re so heavy. It’s crushing my breath.” Dean Lan looked at Sansa Ran with a wicked smile on his face, the pale look fading away.

“Snotty? Dean Lan, you’re actually looking at me like that.” Sansa Ran instantly blushed with embarrassment.

Today is the most she’s ever cried, and it’s all because of Dean Lan, and now he’s calling her a slug, which is unbearable!

“Hiss.” Or maybe it was a little too much laughing, Dean Lan’s wound suddenly came with a burst of pain.

Watching him suffer from pain like this, Sansa Ran’s heart felt bad again.

“What’s wrong, does it still hurt. I’ll go get a doctor.” Sansa Ran tried to leave again, only to have him pull back stiffly.

“I won’t be able to talk properly with you when the doctor comes, wait a little longer.” Dean Lan’s deep eyes were fixed on Sansa Ran, with a look in them.

When Sansa Ran saw his insistence, she stayed behind to keep him company.

“If you’ve reported it to the police, why didn’t the police go in and arrest Lao Zhang while you were being beaten?” Sansa Ran said, weeping again.

Dean Lan lifted his hand and placed it gently towards her face, wiping the tears away from her face.

Looking at her crying with pearly eyes, Dean Lan couldn’t help but smile dotingly, “Fool, if they had rushed in at that moment, do you think Old Chang would have let you go?”

His words were as refreshing as the breeze, but they made Sansa Ran cry again with sadness.

“You are thinking too much, if they go in at that time, I can cooperate with them to deal with Old Chang.” Sansa Ran flung herself into his arms and cried as hard as she could.

In the mind, it is still the vivid thrill of what just happened.

“I communicated with them beforehand that they should not come in no matter what happens to me.” Dean Lan said, then coughed lightly a few times, “I was afraid that the kidnappers would hurt you when they were desperate and angry.”

When he said that, his eyes locked with Sansa Ran. The four eyes were filled with sympathetic colors and overflowed with love.

“But you know what, I would be so upset if anything happened to you. Look at me now, this is what I look like!” Sansa Ran said with a slight tremor in her fingers and a choked sob.

Dean Lan clamped her wrist in his palm, his narrow eyes narrowing as they spilled down on her.

He spoke in a serious manner: “But you know what? If something happens to you, I will be more upset than you. I would be worse off than dead.”

Dean Lan’s words are really touching, and they are from his heart. In his eyes, he would rather get hurt himself than see Sansa Ran being touched a hair.