Chapter 211 Miss you very much

Sang He's tone was very calm, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that she was very sad.

"It's really troublesome." Su Yanhe's hand gently placed on Mianmian's shoulder.

The atmosphere suddenly became heavier.

In the end, Sang He forced a sad smile and said, "It's getting late, you guys go back."

【I just don’t know when the next time I see Xiaotuanzi.】

When he heard what Sang He was thinking, Mianmian's eyes suddenly turned red.

She doesn't want to leave her mother...

But Su Yanhe behind her was already holding her hand and ready to leave.

This time I really want to part. Mianmian could no longer control her emotions and burst into tears.

"Sanghe." Luo Wenmo gently pushed Sanghe.

A dark light flashed in Su Yanhe's eyes.

The doctor nodded: "Take good care of the patient."

"No, you go and buy some light food," Luo Wenmo said in a deep voice. At the end, he thought of something again, and then added, "Remember to pack it in a thermal box, so that she can eat it directly when she wakes up."

Thinking of the psychological treatment he found in the drawer, Luo Wenmo suddenly became nervous.

"It's okay, it's just that it's too painful to cause coma," the doctor pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and spoke earnestly, "I should wake up after a while. Don't take good care of the patient's emotions and follow her."

"Luo Wenmo... Do you think Mianmian will be very happy to find her biological parents?" Sang He felt pain in her chest, "With time, will she still remember me?"

Luo Wenmo sat on the chair beside the bed, holding Sang He's hand and staring at Sang He tightly.

Since meeting, Mianmian has not called her mother.

Hearing this, Sang He's eyes also turned red. She clenched her hands tightly before suppressing her emotions.

Sang He leaned quietly in Luo Wenmo's arms, and the strength that was disguised in front of Su Yanhe and his wife was swept away, and replaced it with his most real and weakest side.

After watching the doctor examine Sang He, Luo Wenmo took a step forward anxiously and asked, "Doctor, how is she?"

"I like it." Mianmian hugged the doll tightly and nodded.

Time passed by minute by minute. Luo Wenmo looked down and found that Sang He closed his eyes quietly and did not move.

Luo Wenmo's lips were tightly tight and he didn't make any noise.

Under the gaze of Sang He and Luo Wenmo, the "family of three" got into the car and left their sight.

"I'll see you again." Luo Wenmo's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and patted Sang He's back in a while.

"I don't know what my sister-in-law likes to eat, so I bought almost all the ones I can buy." Luo Yang said as he took out the things one by one.

"Here, Su Yanhe sent a video over." Luo Wenmo looked at Sang He with heartache.

But she didn't care much about this matter.

Luo Wenmo felt very uncomfortable.

"Brother," Luo Yang's voice was also very soft. As she said, she put her handbag on the head of the bed and continued, "I'll take care of my sister-in-law, you go and have something to eat."

Luo Wenmo didn't move, and even his eyes never took a moment from Sang He's face.

In the end, two lines of clear tears could not be suppressed and silently shed.

Luo Yang said, "Sister-in-law, let's have something to eat."

"What happened back then?"

Luo Wenmo felt very uncomfortable.

If it hadn't been too much of a blow to Sang He back then, how could he feel so painful that he fainted today because Mianmian was taken away by her biological parents?

It seems that we still need to check it carefully.

It seems that this little boy still has only Sang He in his heart.

Sure enough, she is not worthy of having children.

She gradually opened her heart, but she didn't expect that there would be no good results in the end.

Her hands were placed on her chest, and her face was filled with pain.

The house is indeed very beautiful, but there is no mother here, so there is no big fluctuation in mood.

Luo Yang got the news, put down everything at hand and rushed over.

"Goodbye Mom." Mianmian's crying voice sounded quickly.

Two hours later, Luo Yang came back in big and small pieces.

Luo Wenmo remained silent and kept accompanying Sang He quietly.

Sang He had no expression on his face, but his mood was so complicated.

Sang He's throat was very dry, but she didn't care about this at all. When she heard this, she hurriedly said, "Let me see."

Seeing this, Luo Wenmo hurriedly walked to her side and put his big palm on Sang He's waist as if giving her strength.

After waking up, everything in front of Sang He gradually became clear. She slowly looked at Luo Wenmo, and her nose felt sore: "Have Mianmian got home?"

Thinking of this, Sang He laughed at himself.

After Sang He sat firmly, Luo Wenmo had already tuned out the video.

"Thank you." Luo Wenmo's heart was still hanging in his throat.

After saying that, he lifted his foot and left the ward.

In the video, Mianmian held the lamb doll made up by Sang He and stood in the house slightly crampedly.

At this moment, the long and dense eyelashes of Manghe lying on the bed trembled slightly.

He couldn't bear to let Mianmian, but at this time he felt so sorry for Sang He.

He closed his eyes in pain, and Sang He spoke in a trembling voice: "Luo Wenmo... Why is God so unfair to me?"

Everything in the room was pink, and Su Yanhe's voice sounded: "Mianmian, do you like it?"

First, she had a baby, but after she was born to death, she left her. After a few years of sluggishness, she finally waited for the angel-like Mian.

Huo Huoliao opened the door quickly. Luo Yang was about to speak. Seeing Sang He still lying on the bed and unconscious, he took a little lighter and walked over slowly.

Her lips squirmed, but she still couldn't issue a syllable.

Luo Wenmo kept guarding Sang He's bedside, never leaving him.

The video ends here.

But Sang He still closed his eyes and crystal tears were hanging on his pale face.

"Sister-in-law, don't be anxious first." Luo Yang felt very sorry for Sang He, so he hurried over and helped Sang He sit up.

Sang He placed his hand on Luo Wenmo's chest and held his clothes in pain.

He hugged Sang He tightly and comforted him: "It will be better. Mianmian has you in her heart and will never forget you in her life."

As the car went further and further, Sang He's heart became more and more painful.

This is not falling asleep, but being in a coma!

He bent down and picked Sang He up, and ran towards the emergency department.

Luo Yang nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, brother."

"I don't have an appetite." Sang He spoke softly, and after that, he closed his eyes and started to sleep.

Without the Sanghe around him, it seems that he has no soul.

Luo Yang and Luo Wenmo looked at each other, and both of them saw worries in each other's eyes.

Both of them knew very well that Sang He could not continue like this.

Otherwise something will happen!
Chapter completed!