After Divorce, Hidden Marriage Husband Became Addicted to Me Chapter 722 - 412: 4

"The surgery was very successful, the patient is temporarily out of life-threatening danger, but the situation is unstable. If nothing happens tonight, it’s likely that nothing will happen afterward either."

He paused, looked at Rong Qingze, and thought for a mont, "The knife wounds on the patient’s face are a bit hard to heal, but we’ll do our best. The technology is very advanced now, the wounds are not severe, but she’ll have to endure so suffering."

Rong Qingze opened his mouth, but couldn’t say anything.

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Rong Yanqiao still hadn’t woken up, which frightened Rong Qingze, and even Huo Yanshu.

They were both afraid that Rong Yanqiao would end up like Wenming, never waking up again.

But fortunately, Rong Yanqiao woke up in the evening.

Having slept for too long, compounded by the anesthesia, Rong Yanqiao’s whole body was swollen.

The mont Rong Yanqiao saw Rong Qingze, it seed as if she saw everything surrounding him, that was all her hope.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say sothing.

"Don’t speak, rest well in your current state."

Rong Yanqiao’s throat was choked.

"Ye Wen has been dealt with. The plastic surgeon found when Ye Wen was disfigured last ti was quite good. By then, I’ll..."

"Have you ever thought about restoring your own face?"

Rong Qingze stopped himself while speaking, and hoarsely said to Rong Yanqiao aware of the issue himself.

His pitch-black eyes fell on Rong Yanqiao, he saw her current state, rembering when he brought her out from the fire, her face also had burn injuries.

He hadn’t even seen her original appearance.

Rong Yanqiao shook her head.

In the past, the face she abandoned once couldn’t recognize people clearly, she loved a scumbag, having such a face was a reminder of her foolish past.

But she didn’t want Wenming’s face either, between life and death, she wanted to live for herself.

But Rong Qingze was right there.

What could she do?

At this mont, she was very confused.

"Rest well, call if you need anything. The pain is inevitable, but once you get through today, I’ll ask the doctor to prescribe painkillers for you tomorrow and bring you food."

Rong Qingze’s words were full of tenderness.

Rong Qingze was mostly gentle, but because of the comatose Wenming, he beca extrely extre in so matters.

Rong Yanqiao didn’t speak, but her eyes were moist.

Rong Qingze was right in front, so he imdiately noticed. He gently wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes with his hand, "It was hard enough to apply dicine, to bring you back. Don’t feel sad."

"Mm."

Due to not speaking for long and the anesthesia, her voice was extrely hoarse.

Because of this, she soon fell back into a drowsy sleep.

When she woke up again, it was from being disturbed.

She heard Huo Yanshu’s voice.

No doubt, Huo Yanshu, after being taken away by the Huo Family, had co back again.

He was at the door, confronting Rong Qingze, "Qiaoqiao is my fiancée, there are so things I won’t argue with you about, today I must take her away, in the future, I..."

"Huo Yanshu, have you discussed the future with Wenming?"

Rong Qingze directly interrupted sarcastically.

The woman who was willing to sacrifice her life to save him is still lying on a hospital bed, a vegetative state.

Yet Huo Yanshu was here making promises to another woman.

This was their first ti confronting each other head-on, ntioning Wenming.

Huo Yanshu’s face instantly darkened, "Rong Qingze, yesterday I was giving you face, respecting you as the second master of the Rong Family..."

"Whether you respect or not makes no difference to ."

Rong Qingze glanced at Huo Yanshu indifferently, not placing him in his eyes at all.

He even gave a signal to the bodyguards outside, who imdiately went to grab Huo Yanshu.

Huo Yanshu understood everything from his gaze, gritting his teeth, "Everything is your doing! Rong Qingze, what wrong is there in taking away my fiancée?"

"What’s wrong with what I said, you notified my family and now you’re letting these lackeys interfere with . Rong Qingze, how can you justify this, she’s mine!"

"Yours?"

Rong Qingze sneered, "Your person is lying in Qingshan Sanatorium, still not awake."

"Huo Yanshu, what is Wenming to you?"