The arrogant emperor, strong spoils!

If she did not calculate the wrong time, Huo Jun should not survive this month, and Wendy's time is less than a month left.

It doesn't matter. It's only a month. It'll be over soon.

Wendy, when you die, I'll give you incense, hehe

……

The ward was quiet. Huo Jun lay peacefully in bed. His skin color was still white and flawless. He looked ruddy and shiny. He just fell asleep. He couldn't see that he had been like this for half a year.

Wendy sat by the bed and looked at her sick father. She had some inexplicable fear in her heart, but she didn't know why.

The more he thought, the more uneasy he became. He looked up at Qiao Chengxun's handsome face, "Chengxun, why hasn't dad woke up for so long?"

Qiao Chengxun couldn't answer. He was worried that she might know Mr. Huo's illness.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wendy was even more upset. "What's the matter with dad?"

"Ti'er, your father was seriously ill and unfortunately became a vegetable. I told you the definition of vegetable before. Do you remember?"

"Vegetable..."

Wendy has an unforgettable memory. She remembers all the common sense that Chengxun taught her.

It turned out that my father became a vegetable

"Can dad still wake up?" She suddenly felt very sad.

Qiao Chengxun put his hand on her shoulder, slightly bent his face, attached it to her ear and said softly, "maybe when our baby is born, your father will wake up. Don't worry."

"Really?"

"Yes." Qiao Chengxun nodded.

When Wendy heard his promise, her anxiety finally dissipated.

At this time, Qiao Chengxun's mobile phone suddenly rang, took it out and looked at it. The caller ID was mu Zhuoshen.

Qiao Chengxun flashed a sharp look at the bottom of his eyes, bowed his head and said to his wife, "ti'er, I'll go out and answer the phone. You can talk to your father here. I'll be back soon."

"Uh huh!" Wendy nodded cleverly. She was not afraid of her father.

Qiao Chengxun went out with his mobile phone, came to the stairway and connected the phone.

Mu Zhuoshen's surprised voice came over the phone, "Qiao Shao, I have good news. I have a white mouse for half a year!"

Qiao Chengxun's cold eyes slightly coagulated, "speak human words."

"Cough." Mu Zhuo coughed deeply and restrained himself a little.

"Six months ago, I caught a total of 100 white mice for the experiment. Only one of them has survived and is living well. Although the white mice are different from people, I think Mr. Huo's situation can't be worse. Can I give him the No. 3 medicine I developed?"

Qiao Chengxun seemed to hear the amazing good news, and his lips slightly raised, "try it first. If it's useful, then inject it into Ti."

Huo Jun has been lying for more than five months. If he stays a little longer, he may not wake up. Now the antidote has made a new breakthrough. Why not treat a dead horse as a living horse.

Mu Zhuo said with a deep smile, "OK, I'll take Mr. Huo to me tonight. I can't guarantee what will happen this month, but I will try my best to save him."

"Yes." Qiao Chengxun nodded.

……

meanwhile.

An unexpected guest came to Huo Jun's ward.

Wendy stared fiercely at the woman in the wheelchair, gritted her teeth and said, "bad woman, what are you doing here?"

While talking, the girl exuded a desire for protection that was inconsistent with her appearance.

No matter what the bad woman wants to do, she will never let anyone hurt her father!

Han Ting Xi's eyes were full of evil, and the corners of his lips evoked a mocking arc.