Mysterious husband always comes late at night

The little fish nodded, but he was still worried. After all, the doctor's words were still in his ears. Fu zhengci had many injuries. If he could wake up, he would be paralyzed in bed for life. If he couldn't wake up, he would be a vegetable for life.

Either way, it's too cruel for them.

Gong Ting looked at her and still frowned. He gently held her face, smoothed her frown, and said softly, "Su Yu, don't worry about Fu zhengci anymore. It will hurt here."

He clenched his hand into a fist and gently beat the position of his heart.

Little fish has a big pain in his heart. In the past, he was too domineering when he was jealous. Now he is so careful when he is jealous. In fact, they have changed as early as the years.

Because you care about each other, you will become more and more cautious.

She threw herself into his arms, hugged him tightly, and sobbed: "Gong Ting, brother Fu is my friend and my relative, and you are my lover. I am anxious to cry for him, but I don't love him anymore. The person I love is you."

Gong Ting closed his eyes and ironed with sadness. He deliberately raised his face and overbearing: "you are allowed to be sad for him tonight, but not tomorrow."

The little fish burst into laughter.

After Xiaoyu left, Lu Xiaomei came outside the intensive care unit, the quietest place in the hospital. Few people came to the intensive care unit except for family members.

She stood in front of the glass window, and everyone left, leaving her alone with him. It's good that she can speak a lot to him without fear.

"You are Miss Lu, aren't you?" A nurse came over and looked at her standing outside the door, which was in line with the girl the leader had just told her.

Lu Xiaomei blinked and pushed back the fog. She looked at the nurse and said, "yes, I'm Lu Xiaomei."

"Well, your Excellency the queen called. If you want to go into the intensive care unit to accompany minister Fu, just tell us at any time. But minister Fu is still in danger. You can't stay too long to prevent him from being infected by bacteria. "

"Can I really go in?" Lu Xiaomei looked at the nurse with great joy.

The nurse nodded, "you can go in. Does Miss Lu want to go in and see minister Fu now?"

"Yes, yes." Lu Xiaomei nods desperately. Since he entered the operating room, she hasn't seen him for three days. These three days are like years for her.

During this time, he swayed in front of her. She looked at him in all directions and refused to look at him. Now she found that it was so difficult to meet him.

A glass, but life and death are uncertain.

She changed into a sterile suit and entered the intensive care unit. She stood at the door and dared not walk over. The man lying on the hospital bed was standing tall, his cheeks were thin and sunken, revealing his high cheekbones.

Tears rolled down. Lu Xiaomei put her hand over her mouth for fear that her crying would disturb his rest.

Obviously, he has no perception of the outside world, but she is still afraid that she will disturb him and annoy him.

She choked back her tears and walked slowly towards the hospital bed step by step. Finally, she came to the hospital bed. She felt that she had spent her whole life to come to him.

Seeing that his handsome face was pale and his lips chapped, but she had never been weak and embarrassed, she leaned down and gently held his hand. She couldn't help crying, "old Fu, I'm coming."