Second marriage: I finally marry to a rich family

For others, she may admit her mistake, but for Han Yi, she is confident that she will never, that is Han Yi brother.

What happened to him?

With her stunned Kung Fu, she hurried to catch up with so many people in and out. Lu Xiaoman looked east and West and saw the figure of Han Yi.

She's not at ease if she doesn't find someone. It must be bad for this person to come to the hospital.

Han Yi crouched on the ground against the wall, holding his head in his hands, waiting alone outside the operating room.

After all, students who have not set foot in society and have gone through storms will inevitably panic when they encounter this situation for the first time. The operation has been going on for such a long time and he hasn't come out yet. He's very afraid.

In Shanghe village, his family is a single family and doesn't have any family relatives. His father was an educated youth who went to the countryside. He became a door-to-door son-in-law and settled here. Usually nothing is not obvious. If something happens here, it seems that the number of people is thin.

When Lu Xiaoman hurriedly found this floor, he was already sweating.

Seeing that lonely figure, she stopped.

In her eyes, Han Yige is omnipotent. Whenever he passes like this and is so far away, she can feel his fragile and helpless breath.

The bitterness in her heart surged up and walked gently towards him. She wanted to hug him and give him strength.

When the soft and warm embrace seemed to hold him gently for fear of startling him, Han Yi raised his confused handsome eyes. His eyes were wet. He saw Xiaoman. It was like seeing an adult's child. He opened his arms and hugged Lu Xiaoman's waist.

"Brother Han, don't be afraid! I'm here. " Lu Xiaoman hugged Han Yi's back painfully and comforted his six headed heart firmly.

"Xiaoman, my father can't do anything. He hasn't shown the woman how wonderful his son is raised alone. I haven't let him enjoy his happiness yet..."

Some people say that the man doesn't flick his tears, but before he reaches the sad place, his voice is low and dull. He insists on not letting the tears in his eyes fall, so he looks strong.

Let Xiaoman cherish more.

"I know all these things can be realized if Uncle Zongye is good, can't he. It's all right, brother Han. Don't you always say that good people have good returns. Uncle Zongye is such a good person. I believe she will be fine. Trust me. " Lu Xiaoman said confidently.

Han Yi nodded heavily and settled down inexplicably.

Lu Xiaoman hugged his tall body and stroked it a few times. Company may be what he needs most now.

In the hallway of the handmaid's room, there was a dead silence. Only the figures who snuggled up to each other stared at the door of the operating room and waited for the arrangement of fate.

People are the most powerful in the world, but when flesh and blood face disaster, they are so small and vulnerable.

When Han Zongye was pushed out of the operating room, he no longer had the spirit and ruddy of the past. His eyes were closed. His face was as white as paper. There were several bruises on his face, which condensed red blood. The red and white shirt looked ferocious.

Han Yi and Lu Xiaoman rushed over and anxiously held the cart. Han Yi looked at his father and burst into tears. He kept calling his unconscious father.

Settle down with his father. Han Yi asks Xiaoman to look at his father who hasn't woken up first, while he understands the situation with the doctor.

Han Zongye's injury is very serious. He has a comminuted fracture of his right leg. The doctor gave him a steel plate. He should observe first. If he recovers well, he can still walk through rehabilitation in the future, but the time will be longer, only two to three years less.

After listening to the doctor, Han Yi consulted some related questions before coming back.

Han Yi's sick room door saw that Lu Xiaoman was holding a cotton swab asked for by the nurse, stained with alcohol, and clumsily wiped Han Zongye's small wound on his face. His expression was unspeakably focused and serious.

He didn't even know he came in. He stood there quietly and looked at the admiration in front of him. There was a warm current in his heart.

After some things, Han Yi looked a little embarrassed. He sat there holding his father's hand and didn't want to leave for a moment, as if he was afraid that his father would suddenly disappear from his eyes.

Lu Xiaoman understands his feeling of recovery.

Lu Xiaoman went out to wet his handkerchief with hot water. Naturally, he bent slightly and began to wipe the tears on Han Yi's face. He held it with one hand and wiped it with the other hand. After wiping, he also stroked his disorderly hair.

After a careful look, a clean, neat and handsome Han Yi appeared in front of him again. It seemed that he had completed an art work. Lu Xiaoman relaxed and nodded with satisfaction.

Han Yi sat there and let her fiddle with her. Her eyes stared at her closely from beginning to end. Her concentration when she frowned, her seriousness when her red lips closed tightly, and his complacency after looking at it... All made him move. There was an impulse to get closer to her. When she wanted to leave, her arms hugged her thin waist reflexively, her head was close to her abdomen, and said with infinite dependence: "girl, it's good to have you!"

Lu Xiaoman looks down at Han Yi, who is a little childish. Somehow, he thinks of the sentence "don't worship me too much!"!, Sister is just a legend. "

She also said I came out.

Han Yi stared at the guy who destroyed the atmosphere, but his heart was much easier, and the sadness in the air didn't know when to go away.

In Han Yi's eyes, Lu Xiaoman touched his nose and smiled. She is still afraid of Han Yi, just like most children are afraid of their mother. There is no way. She is so promising.

Don't she say it's not enough? The guy crossing the river and bridge, what are you staring at? I know your eyes are big

She is still saying with a small nose and small eyes in her heart.

But Han Yi, who didn't know when to stand up, hugged her and took a deep breath. Han Yi's heart was unprecedented satisfaction. It's good to hold her like this.

Her little thought activity can escape Han Yi's eyes. He looks at the small head still sinking in his own world and doesn't know how to destroy himself. He smiles complacently from time to time. He is still so slow. The typical villain has no courage and the corner of his spoiled mouth rises.

Unwilling to be ignored by her, he bowed his head, leaned close to her ear and said in a low voice: "girl! Let me give you a kiss. " No man doesn't want to be close to the person he likes, let alone the one on the tip of his heart.

The hot and humid smell peculiar to men filled Xiaoman's extremely sensitive ears. She felt as if she had been electrified. She was numb and weak, and her whole body was soft. She could only lean on Han Yi's arms.

As frightened by this strange feeling, Lu Xiaoman's moist lips and pure and ignorant eyes slightly puzzled, which made Han Yi unable to speak. His eyes were burning and tried to suppress something: "Xiaoman, when will you grow up? Let go of you this time. "Then he hugged the person in his arms harder.