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Assistant Zhou pushed open the door and walked into the ward. Before he could breathe, he said to Song Mangmang on the bed, "Mrs. Jiang is awake!"

Song Mangmang was stunned for a moment, then the dim light in his eyes lit up slightly.

When Jiang Wu wakes up, he will be fine.

"I, I'll go see him now." As she said that, she lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, but accidentally pulled the wound and groaned.

Seeing this, Su Zaozao shook his head, "What's the hurry? He can't run away!"

No matter how much she complained, she still stretched out her hand and helped Song Mangmang get out of bed.

Song Mangmang smiled at her and then said, "Zhao Zao, do you want to go over and see Jiang Wu together?"

"Farewell." Su Zaozao refused very simply, "Although Jiang Wu did a good job this time, he is still on my inspection list. When will he be your 24th filial husband, I will give him another chance to invite me, a relative and friend group to dinner."

After pausing, Su Zaozao reminded again: "You keep it well. I will see you jumping around next time."

Song Mangmang nodded, "Okay."

Su Zaozao then turned his gaze to Assistant Zhou, raised his chin, and ordered in a queen-like manner, "Come here to help your young lady."

That aura and that momentum immediately convinced Assistant Zhou. He immediately stepped forward and supported Song Mangmang in fear and fear, just like a word "chi".

"Let's go first."

Su Zaozao threw down three words, put on his sunglasses, stepped on his high heels, and left with big stances.

Assistant Zhou looked at her back and couldn't help but sigh that the great beauty is a real beauty, but this noble and cold aura is indeed daunting.

No wonder Mr. Qin can't surrender her...

After he withdrew his gaze, he helped Song Mangmang walk out.

The closer they were to Jiang Wu's ward, the faster Song Mangmang's heartbeat. When they walked to the door of the ward, Song Mangmang unconsciously stopped.

Assistant Zhou was surprised, "Mrs. What's wrong?"

Song Mangmang herself couldn't tell what was wrong with her. Jiang Wu woke up, and she felt relieved and was very happy, but for a moment, she didn't know how to face him.

Perhaps this is what is called, similar to a feeling of being timid in the heart of the countryside.

She took a few deep breaths, slightly relieved the frequency of her heartbeat, and made some mental preparations before she lifted her foot again and pushed the door and walked in.

The ward was very quiet. Jiang Wu leaned against the head of the bed. His face was still very pale, and there was no trace of blood on his lips. He closed his eyes. I don’t know if he was so weak that he fell asleep again or was pretending to sleep.

Song Mangmang subconsciously took his steps lighter, for fear of disturbing him.

Assistant Zhou helped her over and asked her to sit on the chair beside the bed. Seeing that Jiang Wu seemed to have fallen asleep again, he said in a very low voice, "Mrs. Young Madam, then you should be here to accompany Mr. Jiang, I won't disturb you anymore."

"Um."

Assistant Zhou tiptoed out of the ward and gently brought the door to the room.

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Song Mangmang raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Wu. His breathing was light and Qian Qian Qian was fluctuating and his chest was very weak. If she hadn't seen the ECG beating on the heartbeat monitor beside her, she would have been a little worried if it would be her hallucination.

The farewell in that dream really scared her.

Even when she thinks about it now, she is still afraid and palpitations.

If Jiang Wu hadn't survived... If he and Chengcheng were like that, she would not know whether she could bear it.

Her hand slowly reached over and landed on Jiang Wu's hand very gently. The man's hand was still cold, but it was much better than when he was in the ICU.

At least a little bit of temperature.

At least she could feel that...he really came back to life.

Song Mangmang's heart fell back to reality bit by bit. She was afraid of disturbing him, so she gently retracted her hand. But as soon as she moved, the man seemed to feel something, and held her hand as if he was in the ICU.

Song Mangmang's movements froze and dared not move.

She raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Wu again, thinking that he was awake, but he was not awake and was still asleep, but his hands were still holding her and not letting go.

Song Mangmang looked at it calmly without pulling his hand back. She even gently pulled the chair closer and let him hold it.

At the door of the ward, because the door of the ward was not solid, the woman gently pushed it and opened one-third.

She looked inside, her eyes first fell on Jiang Wu on the hospital bed, then slowly moved to Song Mangmang beside the bed, and finally... frozen in the hands the two of them held each other.

The picture is so warm.

She was fixed at the door for about a minute, raised her feet, and was about to walk in, when she saw Jiang Wu's eyebrows slightly frowning, and then slowly opened her eyelids.

Her steps stopped for a moment.

Jiang Wu just pretended to sleep in a daze. When he felt something he had caught, he slowly regained consciousness. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Song Mangmang sitting next to him.

Suddenly, the eyes met.

Song Mangmang didn't expect Jiang Wu to wake up suddenly. She was not mentally prepared yet. She didn't know what to say for a moment, so she said randomly, "It's you, you... holding my hand."

As soon as the words came out, she wanted to bite off her tongue. What was she saying!

Jiang Wu's eyes were confused, and then he pulled the corners of his lips. He didn't know whether to laugh or be angry. His voice was very hoarse, "Song Mangmang, I finally woke up. Is this the first thing you said to me?"

Even if he didn't expect her to hug him and cry, and say something nice, it shouldn't be this, right?

"..." Song Mangmang was in a disadvantageous position and naturally did not dare to refute it. She had clearly said something full of words before, but at this moment, her mind was blank and she couldn't think of a word.

After more than ten seconds of silence, she forced out a sentence, "Jiang Wu, thank you for saving me."

Although his tone was stiff, he was honest.

It is extremely rare to be able to sacrifice one's life to save one's life at the critical moment of life and death.

Jiang Wu looked at her with black eyes, opened her thin lips and said word by word, "Song Mangmang, I woke up. The first sentence I wanted to hear was not this."

"Then...what sentence do you want to hear?" Song Mangmang was confused.

Looking at her expression, the light in Jiang Wu's eyes darkened slightly, and his eyebrows also frowned slightly, and asked without answering, "Do you have the only one to say thank you now? Have you said nothing else to me?"

"..." Song Mangmang blinked his eyes, becoming more and more confused.

Although I came back from Jiangwu Ghost Gate... why is it still so difficult to serve?

Jiang Wu was exhausted with patience, and his voice became heavier, "Okay, I'll ask you, when I was in a coma, did you tell me that as long as I woke up, you would agree to me with everything."
Chapter completed!