It was the kind of text, full of instruments, and various doctors used their means to pull him back a little, but he... was thinking about his cell phone and tried his best to reply a text message that could be replied to at any time.
What you see and what you hear and what you hear.
"You can see that you must be very important in his heart." Another doctor also added silently.
"Do you need hell grass?" Luo Nanfei suddenly asked, the point is not the sentence you must be very important in his heart, but the whole focus is on the lists in his hand.
She knew very well that Mr. Fu's current body was like walking around hell. Even if the wound on the surface healed, it would leave huge hidden dangers in his body.
And he chose to let Luo Nanfei use it on his son.
One by one, Fu Yancheng was rational, steady and made all decisions.
"This... probably Mr. Fu is thinking like this." The people sighed, "After all, it's useless to make things difficult for you. Between children and adults, you have to...
"He avoided me because he was afraid that I would make things difficult for him and his son, or choose to use it on him?"
Those one by one suddenly became clear.
Fu Yancheng knew that she would definitely find where he was. He did not want her to be unable to find her, but she could not find her for the time being. He didn't know his injuries, nor did he know that hell grass could
It’s not just Sanxi who saved it, but also him.
Although he was paranoid, I have to say that if he hadn't gone this time, he would have to rely on Luo Nanfei to restore his memory. I am afraid that Xiao Sanxi is now dead.
I can only say that my son's life was saved by him, not her...
Bypassing the head of the bed, Luo Nanfei stood beside the bed. Somehow, she was moved by Fu Yancheng. She was injured so seriously that he did not go anywhere in his name, but came to the one she had rented.
Place, sleeping in her bed.
The person next to him winked at the doctor, and the man immediately shut up.
Luo Nanfei took a deep breath, put down the list in her hand, and walked upstairs. Although she had no memory, she had instinct, which drove her to the outside of the room where she used to live, and put her hand on the door.
I put my hand on it and took a few seconds to calm down before I pushed the door open.
On the bed that belonged to her, Fu Yancheng was lying there with a pale face. His whole body was almost wrapped in white gauze, which was very tragic.
Seeing Fu Yancheng like this, Luo Nanfei wanted to hug him, but he didn't know where to start. He was afraid of hurting him, so he could only lie on one side of his body, trying to make him feel that she was here and was with him.
Take him...
Besides, because she didn't sleep all night last night, Luo Nanfei unknowingly fell asleep. Even by Fu Yancheng's side, she could still feel safe and comfortable even though he was seriously injured.
The doctor came up later and asked Fu Yancheng to change the medicine before he woke her up.
She could understand that kind of strong feeling even without listening or thinking about it.
"Mr. Fu?" Luo Nanfei called him softly, touched his arm and shook it gently. The man on the bed did not move at all.
He was still holding a cell phone in his palm, as if he was afraid that Luo Nanfei would call him, and he would not answer or what happened.
"Come on." She quickly walked out of the room and let out a breath. A doctor followed her out, wanting to speak but stopping, but he had to say, "You have also seen that Mr. Fu has become so injured. No more
When I wake up, I'm afraid I will... become a vegetable.
So, I was wondering, do you see if there is any way to get another hell grass?"
"Do you think I don't want to?" Luo Nanfei closed his eyes deeply, but the key point was that she couldn't remember where her hell grass was placed.
"Miss Luo, Miss Luo."
Luo Nanfei woke up in a daze and looked at the doctors who came in. She took a look at the time. She had slept for quite a long time, and more than ten hours had passed since she came in.
"Change the dressing? I'll do it." Luo Nanfei was about to take over the things from the doctor's hand, but when she turned to Fu Yancheng, she stopped again. She had seen countless wounds. No matter how hideous it was, she would look at it.
She was numb and calm, but when she really wanted to see the wound on Fu Yancheng's body, she no longer had the courage.
That is, as soon as they finished speaking, Feng Yuntian called over. It was fine if he didn't see the number. Seeing his number, Luo Nanfei's anger wished he could burn into the sky.
"You still have this face, call me? Do you know how serious Mr. Fu is injured?"
She knew it was very strong when she heard the anger. Calling now is definitely not a good time, and it can even be said to be looking for death.
The doctor didn't dare to speak out again because of her words.
It was only after a while that Luo Nanfei said, "Stay on his wounds now, I will find another way to deal with Hell Grass."
"OK."
Go make up for it?
"Yes! Think of where the hell grass I have!" Luo Nanfei looked into the living room downstairs and said, "My memories have come back in the past two days. I have a premonition, all the hells in my hands.
Grass is definitely not a small matter!”
"You are right." Feng Yuntian Interface, "You do have a lot, but... I don't know if you have stored it and whether they have grown until now."
But Feng Yuntian's subordinates reported it to him, saying that Fu Yancheng had successfully brought back the Hell Grass and that the child had already used it, which frightened him very much.
But fortunately, Fu Yancheng did not die in the "Continent of Death." Otherwise, even if he lost his life, he would be extremely guilty.
"How about Mr. Fu?" Feng Yuntian asked very carefully, "Is there any place I can make up for?"
"Give it aside." She responded and turned her head.
You see if you can throw it away. I will clean the refrigerator, otherwise I will not be able to put anything down.”
Luo Nanfei looked over the kitchen. The servant was carrying a black bag, and there was something in it. At this time, she was full of how she got another hell grass.
Of course, I didn't care so much about some things that were just stored in her refrigerator.
"Miss Luo." The voice of a servant came from below. The servant was transferred from home and was responsible for the diet of all the doctors here. She held a bag in her hand and shook at Luo Nanfei.
, "I see that the frozen things in your refrigerator are all covered with ice. I look at them and have withered and moldy, and it is probably useless.
"Oh, OK." The servant threw it into the trash can.
Nan Fei, who only has the memory of 16 years old, never imagined that she was just a small refrigerator, and she had so many precious things that others could not get. It was just as casual as it was enough for others to spend tens of millions or over 100 millions.
, there is no level of hand. This chapter has been completed!