Fresh and tender little Tianhou: Uncle, hold me tight!

Chapter 560 I Just Want to Protect You

"Well..." Leng Moran gritted his teeth and snorted.

The bodyguard kicked Zhou Yuru to the ground in the next second.

"Are you OK?"

Leng Muran stood up with Xia Hanyan in his arms, his face turned pale, and he struggled to speak.

"I am fine."

Xia Hanyan was horrified to find that there were blood stains on Leng Muran's white shirt.

She quickly grabbed his arm and turned behind him.

The bright scarlet stings her eyes.

"Call an ambulance, call an ambulance..." Xia Hanyan hissed.

Due to excessive blood loss, Leng Muran gradually became exhausted, and fell towards Xia Hanyan.

Xia Hanyan hugged his waist, supporting him with difficulty.

But Leng Moran is tall and big, Xia Hanyan can't support him at all.

The two slid on the ground together.

"Leng Moran, the ambulance is coming soon, you have to hold on...don't die..." Xia Hanyan cried out of fear.

The honey-colored shirt on her body was also stained red, and her hands were also covered in blood.

"Don't cry...I won't die...I said...to take care of you...for the rest of my life..."

Leng Muran's face was as white as paper.

She lay on Xia Hanyan's lap, and said with difficulty: "I'm a little...sleepy...sleep for a while..."

"Leng Muran, don't talk, please don't sleep."

Xia Hanyan was afraid that Leng Muran would not be able to wake up after falling asleep.

She grabbed his hand and kept talking to him: "You fool, idiot, why do you block the knife for me? Even if you block the knife for me, I won't thank you, I hate you."

Leng Muran stretched out his bloody hand, and gently touched Xia Hanyan's face: "I... don't want you... thank you... I just want to... protect you... Hanyan... right..."

Leng Muran's hand suddenly dropped, and he closed his eyes.

"Leng Muran, Leng Muran, wake up... wake up... Leng Muran..."

The ambulance arrived 10 minutes later, Leng Moran was carried into the car, and Xia Hanyan went with her to the hospital.

On the way, she kept saying to the doctor: "Doctor, you must save him, you must save him..."

Arriving at the hospital, Leng Moran was pushed into the operating room, while Xia Hanyan waited anxiously outside.

Her eyes were swollen like walnuts, and her voice was hoarse from crying.

The operation lasted three hours before it was over.

The fruit knife wasn't inserted too deep and didn't hurt the internal organs, but the nerves in Leng Muran's back were greatly damaged. If he doesn't recover well, his right hand will be useless.

Coming out of the operating room, Leng Moran was still in a coma.

Xia Hanyan was by his side, moistening his dry lips with a cotton swab dipped in water.

She stared at his face fixedly, at this moment, she realized that he had lost a lot of weight and haggarded a lot.

Even in the coma, he still called her name: "Hanyan...Hanyan..."

"I'm here." Xia Hanyan grabbed Leng Muran's left hand and shook it lightly a few times: "I'm here."

Holding Xia Hanyan's hand tightly, Leng Moran's frown was relaxed.

He seemed to be having a sweet dream, with a smile on his thin lips.

Leng Moran didn't wake up until late at night.

Seeing Xia Hanyan, he was both surprised and happy: "Hanyan, luckily you're fine."

Leng Muran wanted to sit up, subconsciously propped up the bed with his right hand, but when his arm moved, he grinned in pain: "Chi..."

it hurts!

My whole back hurts, and I can't use my right hand at all.

"Lie down and don't move. Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?" Xia Hanyan pressed his shoulders and asked him to lie down.

(End of this chapter)