The little fish looked at her and quietly asked her to drink slowly. She handed over the bowl and asked her, "sister Su, is there anything else?"

The little fish was stunned. She took the bowl and wanted to serve her soup. As a result, Lu Xiaomei got out of bed, took the heat preservation bucket and drank it.

The little fish's eyes are sour. She turns her head to one side and doesn't look at her wolfing down, so as not to cry out in pain.

Only when you lose can you cherish.

The little sister saw brother Fu break through the gate of hell with her own eyes. She must have been hit. She didn't eat or drink before. Now she suddenly drank too much. She was really worried that her stomach couldn't stand it.

"Cough, cough, cough." Lu Xiaomei suddenly coughed violently. The little fish regained consciousness and quickly reached out and patted her on the back. "What's the matter? Is it choking? Eat slowly."

Lu Xiaomei coughed and burst into tears. It seemed that the breath held in her heart suddenly let out. She cried hoarse.

The little fish looked at her and cried silently. He patted her on the back and said, "little sister, don't cry. If brother Fu saw you so sad, how distressed should he be?"

Lu Xiaomei leaned against the little fish. "Sister Su, I'm so afraid he'll leave me. I'm really afraid."

The little fish nodded. "I know, I know what you're afraid of. Little sister, brother Fu has been rescued. He will get better slowly. Don't be sad and take good care of yourself. You won't have the strength to take care of him until he comes out of the intensive care unit, will you?"

"Yes." Lu Xiaomei wiped away her tears. "I can't cry anymore. I want to eat well and sleep well. I want to wait for him to come out."

Xiaoyu was very sad. When she finally calmed down, she was relieved and stayed with her to sleep again. She left the ward lightly.

Outside the hospital, Gong Ting leaned against the wall column and saw her coming out. He stood up straight to meet him. When Xiaoyu saw him, she couldn't help but burst out. Regardless of the coming and going of people at the gate of the hospital, she trotted over and rushed into his arms.

Gong Ting hugged her, patted her on the back and said in a warm voice, "what's the matter?"

Xiaoyu buried her face in his shoulder socket. Tears soon wet his neck. She whispered, "Gong Ting, let's go home."

"OK, let's go home."

Gong Ting picked her up, quickly got on the bus and asked the driver to leave the hospital. Xiaoyu leaned in his arms and calmed down for a long time. "Gong Ting, I'm really sad to look at my little sister like that."

Gong Ting naturally knew about Fu zhengci's injury, so he would personally send her over and wait for her to come out silently. He patted her on the back with a big hand, "is minister Fu awake?"

"Not yet. He had just been rescued when I went. I'm really glad that we didn't experience life and death before we recognized the most real feelings for each other." Little fish thought of Lu Xiaomei's direct fainting at that time, and he was still in a panic.

Gong Ting gently stroked the hair on her cheek behind her ears, leaned over and kissed her forehead and said, "don't worry, Fu has a hard life. He can spend so many calculations in recent years, and it's the same this time."

Xiaoyu was still worried. Seeing that she was really worried, Gong Ting said, "there's a saying in China that a good man doesn't live long. He'll be fine if the disaster lasts for thousands of years."

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