The First Spoiled Marriage: Mr.Gu, No Way!

Gu Beicheng took a big palm and directly picked up Xia Yinian.

"Go back and rest first."

His voice was not cold, but there was no doubt.

"But, Grandpa, he..." Xia Yinian still didn't want to leave without asking about Grandpa.

Although she knew that her uncle was angry, she insisted on staying.

"Grandpa didn't wake up so soon. You go first." Feng Yan looked at Xia Yinian and said in a deep voice.

Xia Yinian looked at Shang Fengyan with his head on his side, and the whole person was stunned.

"Grandpa didn't wake up so soon." why did sanshao say so bitterly?

Grandpa, what happened to him?

Xia Yinian took a breath, pursed his lips, and finally nodded.

Grandpa's situation should not be too optimistic. She can see it in sanshao's eyes.

People were hugged and left by Gu Beicheng. Xia Yinian clenched his lips and didn't say a word.

Not until she returned to her ward and lay in bed did she stretch out her small hand and hold Gu Beicheng's arm.

"Uncle, Grandpa, he, isn't he..."

"He may never wake up. He has a serious lack of oxygen in his brain and is very likely to become a vegetable."

Gu Beicheng's voice is a little heavy. It can be seen that he is not in a good mood.

Xia Yinian loosened Gu Beicheng's little hand and fell back to bed.

She looked at the ceiling for a moment. She didn't cry or laugh. There was no expression on her face.

No matter how bad grandpa's condition is, it should be treatable, shouldn't it?

However, even my uncle said so. There were three little eyes. Xia Yinian knew it was true.

vegetative? She can't accept it. How can a good old man become a vegetable? impossible!

Why should God be so unfair?

Grandpa lost his beloved woman early, and then even his son left him. Why can't he finish the last section of the road well?

Gu Beicheng lay down in bed and hugged the girl in his arms.

"If you want to cry, cry."

He put his arms around her and buried her in his arms, his chin against her head.

Xia Yinian was still silent, just like a doll, at the mercy of any man.

However, her tears had already soaked Gu Beicheng's shirt.

……

After two days of recuperation in the hospital, Xia Yinian's body finally eased, but her mood was still cloudy.

Today is the day when the old man left the intensive care unit. Feng Yan directly used a helicopter to send him home for treatment.

After meeting grandpa in a hurry, Xia Yinian got on the bus with Gu Beicheng.

"Uncle, I'm fine. You don't have to accompany me all the time." Xia Yinian looked at the man wearing his seat belt.

"I'm not so busy these two days. When I'm busy, it's not so easy for you to find me." Gu Beicheng fixed his seat belt and looked up at the girl.

Xia Yinian pursed his lips and didn't know what to say.

Uncle is so busy that he spent two days with himself in the hospital.

No one will believe him if he says he is not busy.

Whenever she slept, he began to do things. She knew very well.

Just refused to say too much, Xia Yinian began to get used to the days with him.

Uncle is really taking care of himself, not only in life, but also in mood.

These two days, she even felt that my uncle was more wordy than the doctor. Maybe it was because there was my uncle, and the doctor didn't dare to speak.

Think about the occasionally lovely appearance of men, Xia Yinian unconsciously hooked his lips.

Is this really my uncle? She suspected that she knew a fake seventh master.