Qi Huan was startled for a moment, then glanced at Leng Haoxuan subconsciously, and then said in a low voice: "He woke up and wants to see you alone, young mistress..."
Xia Zhenai's eyes widened and she moved her lips. Just when she was about to say something, Leng Haoxuan's cold voice came from behind: "A person?! I approved it!"
Xia Zhenai concentrated her figure and turned to look at him: "Then you are waiting outside?"
Leng Haoxuan's eyes were darkened, his face was tense and he didn't speak.
Xia Zhenai walked over, pulled his arm and shook it: "Just half an hour?"
Leng Haoxuan's beautiful eyelashes trembled as he stared straight at her.
"Will you go with me?" Xia Zhenai pulled him: "I'll just take a look at him and then go home?"
"..."
"Ten minutes?" Xia Zhenai withdrew her hand: "Don't you like seeing him? I just went to make it clear to him. After all, I owe him, right?"
Something flashed in Leng Haoxuan's eyes, "You'd better pay it off at once, otherwise you should know what the consequences will be!"
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Xia Zhenai opened the door of the intensive care unit.
The first time I saw the seriously injured Andy on the hospital bed |
On the hospital bed, Andy was wrapped in white bandages and wearing an oxygen mask. Is he still the majestic Andy with this appearance?
Xia Zhenai felt heavy and walked slowly with stiff steps.
As if hearing movement, Andy's body moved.
He opened his eyes with difficulty, and when he saw Xia Zhenai, his originally dark eyes suddenly flashed with brightness, and he moved his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.
The white mist sprayed the oxygen mask white, and Andy's breathing became a little rapid.
Xia Zhenai immediately leaned down, stretched out her hand and patted his heart gently, comforting him in a low voice: "Don't worry, what you want to say, take your time."
Andy half-opened his eyes, which were bloodshot, but unusually bright under his eyes.
Bright like dazzling colorful gems in the sun.
He moved his lips with all his strength, trying desperately to say something. Xia Zhenai subconsciously leaned forward slightly, removed the mask, put her ear to his lips, and whispered: "What do you want to say?"
Suddenly, Andy's extremely hoarse voice was heard: "Xia Xia, you... just be fine..."
Xia Zhenai's heart trembled, and her eyes suddenly became hot: "I'm fine... I'm fine. You should also take a good rest and recover quickly."
Andy half-closed his eyes, raised a shallow arc on his pale lips, and gave her a reassuring smile.
However, when Xia Zhenai saw it, she felt particularly sour.
No matter when, the person he cared about was still her.
However, she couldn't respond to him at all...
Huo Ran, a big hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.
Xia Zhenai's back stiffened and she looked at him in disbelief. Large areas of his body were burned so badly that he couldn't move, but he actually reached out to grab her.
Her mind raced, and she looked at Andy's lips moving, as if he wanted to say something else.
Xia Zhenai sniffed, desperately holding back her tears, and leaned over again, "You tell me, I'll listen."
Andy was breathing rapidly and kept breathing, and his voice was hoarse: "No... don't be sad..."
Xia Zhenai nodded and held his hand, "Don't worry, I understand. Stop talking and have a good rest."
"I...it's okay." Andy struggled to comfort him: "I wish you were happy..."
Xia Zhenai bit her lip and nodded heavily, but was speechless.