My iceberg smiled

Chapter 1002 He Loves Her

Just as he was speaking, Fang Ci came out of the operating room.

He had already adjusted his emotions. Looking at the group of people waiting outside, he understood that everyone had to stabilize their mentality at this time.

"The operation was successful, and Little Pudding will not be life-threatening for the time being. He will be sent to the intensive care unit for observation for a period of time, and then transferred to the general ward after a week." Fang Ci said methodically.

Hearing this sentence, several people finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"You really... scared me to death. I just saw that you didn't come out, and I thought something happened again." Zhuo Qiu patted his chest and said.

Anan's face also eased a lot.

Shen Yinru's face was full of tears, but she broke into a smile when she heard that her daughter was fine.

It's alright...it's alright...

Her daughter is still alive.

Han Mochen's gaze never left Han Qianxiao's body. From the moment the other party was pushed out, his eyes seemed to grow on the other party's body, he was unwilling to leave for a moment, and stuck tightly to him.

No one noticed something wrong in Fang Ci's tone, but he did.

But Han Mo Chen didn't say a word, he knew something, and Fang Ci would explain it to him personally.

Something must have happened... during the operation.

But no matter what, his Xiaoxiao is at least alive and alive.

The stone in Han Mochen's heart was half let go.

He doesn't have much extravagance, as long as the other party lives, even if the other party may have some sequelae in the future, he will accompany her to grow old and never give up.

After a while, Han Qianxiao was sent to the intensive care unit, and Han Mochen must follow him.

Fang Ci agreed, but told the others that only one person could enter at a time, and not too often.

So the others could only be blocked outside the guard room, and Han Mochen was guarding inside, so they were very relieved.

Han Mochen didn't do anything all day, he just sat by the girl's hospital bed and watched her.

It seemed that if she didn't look at her for a while, she would turn into bubbles and disappear.

After changing his mentality, Han Mochen felt different when he looked at the girl's face again.

He thinks his girl is really good looking.

The eyebrows are neither shallow nor light, with a slight curve at the end of the eyebrows, and a slight upward arc. When not smiling, she looks a little cold and aloof.

The eyelashes are thick and long, as beautiful as butterfly wings.

The skin is fair and smooth, and if you get close, you can still see the small white fluff.

It's just that the girl's face is bloodless now, and this delicate little face that has lost the blood color looks even more fragile, like porcelain, and she dare not touch it.

"Xiaoxiao..."

Han Mochen's voice was hoarse, his lips were a little dry, and he didn't drink a sip of water while waiting outside the operating room.

My throat seemed to be choked by something the whole time, and it was extremely uncomfortable. Every time I took a breath, I felt that even my lungs were dry and painful.

"I love you."

Although the other party couldn't hear him, he still wanted to speak.

I want to say it many times, a hundred times and a thousand times.

Didn't the girl's hearing recover?

Han Mochen even wondered if the girl would wake up if he kept nagging in the other's ear like this.

Even if it's just an absurd idea, he will do it.

He has never exposed himself so bluntly, and he doesn't know what love looks like to him.

But at this moment, he no longer struggled.

To love her is to love her without mixing anything else.

He wanted to see her open her eyes, he wanted to hug her and kiss her.

Then when she woke up, he would say it again himself that he loved her.

(End of this chapter)