Is it because his injury was caused by his father's serious injury? Or is it because... in fact, his injury is ultimately her relationship?!

And what is the feeling that surges in my heart? Is it the so-called guilty feeling?!

In the past, no matter how much he suffered, she wouldn't feel any guilt. But now... this kind of guilt is getting worse and worse.

After she said this, Bai Zhuyun's face seemed a little different, "Jun Haixin, you will still care about me, right? Even if this marriage is just planned for your children, you still care about me, otherwise you would not have said such words."

"I don't." She denied.

He suddenly smiled, "Just now, you asked me to tell the truth, but now, are you telling lies to me?"

The dark and deep eyes seemed to see through people's hearts. Now, he was also seeing through her heart.

"Even if so, so what?" Jun Haixin asked back.

Bai Zhuyun raised his hand and reached towards Jun Haixin's cheek. She instinctively wanted to leave her head alone, but in an instant she suddenly stopped after seeing the gradually cold eyes in his eyes.

His hand stroked her cheek as he wished. His fingers touched the skin on her face. He said in an inaudible voice, "If so, then I will marry you more happily and be a good father more willingly."

She was stunned. His voice was very soft, but she still heard it. It was because of the hearing that a feeling of astringency appeared in her heart.

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After leaving the restaurant, Jun Haixin did not return to Jun's house immediately, but went to a villa near Baimen with Bai Zhuyun.

Because Bai Zhuyun was injured in the shoulder, he naturally couldn't drive the car. Mo Feng drove the two of them to the villa.

At this moment, in the living room, Bai Zhuyun's shirt had been taken off half, revealing his right shoulder. On his shoulder, there was already a swelling of redness, and there was still a faint purple spot, which shows how fiercely Mr. Jun beat him just now.

Jun Haixin stood aside and could clearly hear the doctor gasping when he saw the redness and swelling on Bai Zhuyun's shoulders. Obviously, in the doctor's opinion, it was hard to imagine who dared to use such a hand to the leader of Bai's sect.

Especially this injury was not caused by a heavy blow, it was obviously caused by a lot of heavy blows.

After checking the injury, the doctor said, "I don't know if the bones are cracked. I need to go to the hospital for a specific X-ray examination. Now I can only apply some ointment to reduce swelling and remove stasis first."

"Okay, let's do it." Bai Zhuyun said.

So the doctor left, and Mo Feng followed the doctor out of the living room to get the medicine.

"When will you be born?" Bai Zhuyun asked suddenly.

Jun Haixin looked up and looked at him for a moment and said, "I thought you should have found out a long time ago." Because of the elderly mother, she was going to have a caesarean section, and the date of delivery was finalized with the hospital a few days ago.

Baimen is well-informed, and she doesn't think Bai Zhuyun will not ask her to inquire about her specific delivery date.

"I know, but I want to hear you tell me in person." Bai Zhuyun said. He stood up, walked to her, raised his head, and gently pressed his palm against her round belly. "On the day he (her) was born, do you want me to be by his (her) side?"

Jun Haixin was stunned.

"If you don't want it, you don't have to tell me the specific date." He squatted down slowly, looking at her with his chin slightly raised.

Another meaning of this sentence is that if she didn't want him to appear in the hospital that day, then she wouldn't say anything now, and on that day, he wouldn't go to the hospital to bother her.

"On the 5th of next month." Jun Haixin spit out the date in her mouth.

Bai Zhuyun's eyes suddenly became brighter, "Okay, I will definitely be there that day, and I will stay by your side and the children."

When Mo Feng walked into the living room again, he saw his boss squatting in front of Jun Haixin at this moment. Judging from the expression on his face, he was obviously in a good mood. However, Jun Haixin looked back, but the expression on his face was a bit difficult to guess.

Even though the two were about to get married at this moment, Mo Feng was really unable to guess what kind of feelings does this woman Jun Haixin have for the boss.

"Mr. Bai, your medicine." Mo Feng walked to the two sides with two boxes of ointments and said respectfully, "The doctor said that the two ointments should be mixed in a one-to-one ratio and applied to the affected area twice a day."

"Okay, put the medicine down." Bai Zhuyun said.

"Yes." Mo Feng put the medicine on the coffee table that was within reach of the two of them and walked out of the living room again.

"Haixin, please help me apply it." Bai Zhuyun spoke without changing his posture.

"You can let Mo Feng come in and paint for you." Jun Hai said in his heart.

"I hope you can help me with it." He insisted, squatting in front of her, looking at her with a steady look.

She could refuse again, but somehow the refusal was stuck in her throat and couldn't say it. Jun Haixin lowered her eyes and suddenly stood up and said, "I'll go wash my hands."

"Okay." He then stood up and stroked her towards the bathroom.

Because of her pregnancy, her movements have been much slower than before. It took her more than 10 minutes to wash her hands and walk back to the living room.

He squatted in front of her again. This time, she picked up the ointment on the coffee table, mixed it in the palm of her hand according to the one-to-one ratio Mo Feng said just now, and then picked it out with her fingers and applied it to the red and swollen part of his shoulders.

She herself is a doctor, so she naturally knows how to control the power of gestures and how to try not to stimulate pain.

Her fingers were gently applied, but his eyes were staring at her from beginning to end. At this moment, her tenderness was something he had never felt before.

Such warmth and so peaceful, such scenes have appeared in his dreams many times. He even hoped that the few sticks that Mr. Jun had just now were heavier. In this way, his injuries would be heavier. Will she care more?

If this is a dream, then he hopes that this dream will never wake up.

When Jun Haixin applied the redness and swelling on Bai Zhuyun's shoulders, he said softly, "Okay."
Chapter completed!