The sky-high cute baby, the president's daddy delivered it to the door

Chapter 1718 To live together, to die together
Zhou Nana covered her head in despair, she must have misread again.

She turned around and wanted to go back to the hotel, but suddenly heard a few "bang bang bang" sounds, and she saw several people lying in a pool of blood not far away.

There were screams and screams.

Zhou Nana couldn't understand what those people were saying, but she knew that there was a terrorist attack.

She was pushed into the middle of the road by the crowd, the gunfire continued, and many people fell down around her, and her clothes were also stained red with blood.

Zhou Nana could only run with the crowd. She saw a car parked in the middle of the road. She wanted to hide under the car, but a black object hit the car. The next second, the car exploded violently.

Zhou Nana was overturned by the heat wave and fell to the ground.

The sound of explosions was incessant.

Suddenly a black shadow pounced on her, and she heard another muffled groan, and was rolled away by the black shadow for a long distance.

A familiar smell entered her nose, and Zhou Nana cried, "Nangong, is that you..."

The blood had already stained her clothes, and in the rolling, the back of her head hit the ground heavily, she suddenly lost consciousness and passed out.

Zhou Nana didn't know how long she had been in a coma. She opened her eyes and saw her parents sitting beside the hospital bed, looking at her worriedly.

"Nana, you're finally awake." Mother Zhou's tense face finally showed joy, and she cried out of joy.

"Where is Nangong...how is Nangong, where is he..."

This was her first word when she woke up.

"Nana, lie down quickly, don't worry, he is not dead!"

Zhou's mother answered vaguely.

Although Nangong Yuheng was not dead, the situation was not optimistic. She did not dare to tell Zhou Nana directly, fearing that she would not be able to bear it.

Zhou Nana supported the bed and sat up with difficulty: "Where is he, I'm going to see him, it was Nangong who saved me..."

"He's in the next room."

Zhou's mother knew that she couldn't hold back Zhou Nana, so she could only help her to the next door.

Zhou Nana asked as she walked, "Is he okay?"

Before she fell into a coma, she knew that Nangong Yuheng had been shot. If Nangong Yuheng didn't save her, she might be dead by now.

Zhou's mother sighed: "Fortunately..."

"That's good."

As long as he is fine, Zhou Nana breathed a sigh of relief.

Walking into the next room, Zhou Nana saw Nangong's mother guarding the hospital bed, while Nangong Yuheng was wearing an oxygen mask, with a heart monitor in his hand, and was still on an IV, lying there quietly, not moving at all.

Nangong's mother went up to meet her, took Zhou Nana's hand and asked with concern: "Nana, how are you feeling? Is there any discomfort?"

"No, everything is fine." Zhou Nana walked straight towards Nangong Yuheng, went to the hospital bed, and held his cold hand.

In my memory, Nangong Yuheng's hands were always warm, but now they were as cold as iron, and his handsome face was devoid of any vitality.

She asked nervously, "How long has he been asleep?"

"Five days..." Nangong's mother answered truthfully. She looked at Nangong Yuheng on the hospital bed worriedly, and secretly wiped her tears.

Zhou Nana asked tremblingly, "Has he not woken up yet?"

"En." Nangong's mother held Nangong Yuheng's other hand and said in a low voice, "Yuheng, get up quickly, Nana is here."

"When will he wake up?" Zhou Nana saw that he was sleeping so soundly, and was afraid that he would never wake up.

"I don't know." Nangong's mother's answer made Zhou Nana's heart rise to her throat.

She asked in amazement: "Didn't the doctor say when he would wake up?"

(End of this chapter)