Kiss the wrong pregnant bride

Chapter 286 The Final Effort

Zuo Xiaomo's actions caused panic in the city for a while, and some citizens even mistakenly thought that terrorists had entered the country, and everyone was in fear. Especially in the middle of the night, the number of pedestrians on the street decreased exponentially. Unfortunately, the carpet-like Searched, but still did not find Bai Xiaolin's whereabouts. He seemed to have evaporated from the world, without leaving any clues.

London, England.

The sky was clear and cloudless, occasionally a gentle breeze brushed across his cheeks, and the soil was fragrant. Ling Xiaoxi stood outside the rehabilitation room, looking through the glass window at the man who was sweating profusely inside. Since waking up, he He was undergoing precise examinations every day, and it was not until the last two days that the doctor agreed to carry out the final rehabilitation exercise.

Although the operation on the central nervous system has been successful, the sensation in the lower body is still sporadic. The legs pierced by steel bars need to rely on heavy machinery to allow blood to circulate. However, this process is fatal, just like connecting broken bones. , and when it heals, use this section again with bare hands.

No matter how strong Shao Qipeng was, he would not consciously groan in pain.

The doctor held the information book and stood aside carefully recording various physical indicators for him. He was working hard on leg rehabilitation, his sweatshirt was soaked with sweat, and his veins were bulging, like Yu's face was also covered with sweat stains, looking extremely downcast.

"Stop! That's it for today, you can rest now." The doctor announced the end of the torture four or ten minutes later. Shao Qipeng leaned limply on the equipment, barely able to stand up, panting heavily.

"Are you okay?" Ling Xiaoxi ran into the room with cold water in his arms, squatted in front of him and asked softly, his eyes were full of concern and worry.

Shao Qipeng nodded slightly, and even his strength to speak seemed to be exhausted. He originally thought he could bear it, but it was only the third day, and he was unable to bear it just by walking in both directions while holding the horizontal bar tightly.

Ling Xiaoxi unscrewed the horizontal cap, handed the bottle to his lips, pinched the towel with the other hand, gently wiped the sweat on his face, and murmured, "It was like this at first, Persevere, it will be much easier in a few days, I believe you will be able to survive."

"Of course, I don't want to give up halfway. What's more, with you cheering me on, I have to grit my teeth and persevere." Shao Qipeng half-closed his eyes weakly, with a light voice, obviously very tired, "You It seems that you know a lot about rehabilitation, have you been in contact with it before?"

Ling Xiaoxi's movement of wiping his sweat suddenly paused, his eyes flickered slightly, "That's right."

It's just that a long time ago, there was a person who had this kind of training in the rehabilitation room, so she remembered it very clearly, but Ling Xiaoxi would never tell Shao Qipeng what he said. What is destined to be the past will never be the present and the future.

Shao Qipeng knew that she wasn't telling the truth, and he didn't expose it. After slightly calming down the rhythm of his body, with Ling Xiaoxi's support, he sat on the wheelchair, his whole body was wet and smelled sour.

"I've rarely been in such a mess in my life." He sniffed the smell of sweat on his body, and couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth in self-mockery.

"I'll ask the staff to wipe your body for you later." Ling Xiaoxi said with a smile.

"Okay." Shao Qipeng perfectly concealed the disappointment in his heart. How he hoped that she would help him do what his fiancee should do.

Are people never satisfied?In the past, he only hoped to be able to protect her. Later, he wanted her to accept him and try to fall in love with him. Now?He hoped that she could take the initiative to approach him, fulfill her obligations and responsibilities as a fiancée, and cultivate a relationship with him.

He clearly knew that the desire in his heart was inflated every time, but he was powerless to stop it.

Clenching his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair, Shao Qipeng lowered his eyes, and his slender eyelashes covered the complexity in his eyes.

Domestic, elegant villa.

Zuo Ruoxin was packing her luggage in her bedroom. She stuffed large pieces of clothing into the suitcase, the wardrobe was thrown into a mess, trousers and dresses were placed on the big bed in a mess, and the floor was in a mess.

"Miss, do you need help?" A maid stood timidly outside the house and asked softly.

"No, I can handle it myself. Oh, yes, call the airline to book a ticket to England tomorrow." Zuo Ruoxin thought that something had come to her mind, and hurriedly ordered.

"Okay." The maid nodded respectfully, and immediately went downstairs to book a ticket for him.

Putting her favorite clothes into the suitcase, Zuo Ruoxin clapped her palms and nodded in satisfaction, "OK, it's done!"

The whole person bounced and sat on the big bed, looking at the reflection of the figure in the mirror of the dressing table, the smile on her face suddenly softened a little.

"Zuo Ruoxin, you can do it, come on!" She clenched her fist violently and waved it up and down in front of her chest, as if to cheer herself up.

That night, Zuo Xiaomo returned home from the company with a gloomy face. In the past few days, he found nothing in the search and arrest work, and his face became uglier day by day. Picking up the rice in the bowl, Zuo Ruoxin bit the chopsticks lightly, secretly glanced at Zuo Xiaomo from time to time, as if she wanted to say something to him.

Zuo Xiaomo frowned, and after gracefully wiping his lips with a napkin, he said softly, "Speak straight, what are you doing coyly?"

When did she also learn the trick of hesitating to speak?Don't you always think of what to say on weekdays?

Zuo Ruoxin coughed lightly, she didn't expect Zuo Xiaomo to disrespect her so much, her expression was a bit impressive, "Brother, I want to leave for England tomorrow."

"When was it decided?" Zuo Xiaomo didn't seem to be surprised, his face was still so gloomy that water could be wrung out.

"The last two days." Zuo Ruoxin lowered her head slightly, "I've thought about it carefully, and I'm really not reconciled to giving up like this. No matter what, I also want to try my best one last time."

Before they got married, she tried her best for her own happiness one last time. If she won, she would get a man she loved deeply. If she lost, it would be the same as now.

A faint smile flashed across Zuo Xiaomo's deep black eyes, "Just do it if you decide, you are my sister, there are no cowards in the Zuo family!"

He wasn't surprised by Zuo Ruoxin's thoughts at all. Perhaps, they all had the same madness and desperateness in their blood, but he was more intense and intense than her. As long as it was what he wanted, even if he used all means Get it, unless he dies, otherwise, he will never let go.

"So you agree, bro?" Zuo Ruoxin widened her eyes happily. Originally, she thought that Zuo Xiaomo would block her, and she even prepared a whole lot of reasons to persuade him. Unexpectedly, bro So open-minded, she almost laughed from ear to ear.

"If you don't want extreme joy to turn into sorrow, you'd better shut up." Zuo Xiaomo listened to the piercing and sharp laughter, a small hillock suddenly bulged between his brows, and he scolded in a cold voice.

Zuo Ruoxin hastily made a gesture of shutting up, but there was a smothered smile on her face, and fragmentary smiles filled her eyes.

Zuo Fengyu raised his head in a daze, looked at his aunt on the left, and then at his daddy on the right, completely in a foggy state.

"Auntie, do you want to go abroad?" He asked nonchalantly, reached out to pick up a piece of green vegetables and put them in Zuo Ruoxin's bowl.

"Yes, auntie, I want to pursue happiness." Zuo Ruoxin looked forward to a bright future, with a smile blooming on his face like a flower.

Zuo Xiaomo glanced at her, and did not pour cold water on her at this juncture. After dinner, Zuo Ruoxin ran back to the room and began to make preparations before departure.

"Daddy, will Auntie come back after leaving?" Zuo Fengyu sat on the sofa, his legs kept stepping on the bottom of the sofa, and asked a little uneasily.

Zuo Xiaomo flipped through the newspaper in his hand, without looking up, "Yes."

"Daddy is lying, last time you said that auntie would come back, but after so many days, auntie has never appeared." Zuo Fengyu pouted angrily, accusing Zuo Xiaomo of ruthless deception, he really I miss that Auntie Ling who was so kind to him. She would take herself to the amusement park, take daddy to the parent-teacher meeting, and buy him a lot of presents.

Zuo Xiaomo's eyes sank slightly, he took back the newspaper in his hand, and turned to look at Zuo Fengyu with a resentful expression: "If you really miss her, go and call her."

He also missed her voice a little.

Zuo Xiaomo instructs Zuo Fengyu to dial Ling Xiaoxi's personal mobile phone, switch the phone to hands-free mode, and secretly prick up his ears.

"Hello?" Her clear and sweet voice came from the receiver.

Zuo Fengyu squatted on the ground, and called out to the mobile phone placed on the coffee table in surprise: "Auntie."

"Xiaoyu?" Ling Xiaoxi's eyes lit up suddenly, and he smiled apologetically at Shao Qipeng, held the phone, left the room, walked to a secluded corner, and said in a low voice: "Why did you suddenly think of giving Aunty Call up?"

"Auntie, where are you?" Zuo Fengyu asked resentfully, "Xiaoyu hasn't seen you for many days."

His slightly accusing voice made Ling Xiaoxi's whole heart twist into a ball, wishing he could rush to the other end of the phone immediately and hold the child tightly in his arms.

"Xiao Yu, my aunt is busy with some private affairs abroad, and she will be back soon." She suppressed the strong nasal voice in her words, and kept wiping the teardrops from the corners of her eyes with her palms, pretending to be relaxed.

Maybe Zuo Fengyu couldn't hear the difference in her voice, but Zuo Xiaomo couldn't hear her wrongly.

The woman was clearly crying.

He leaned into Zuo Fengyu's ear and whispered, "Tell auntie that you miss her very much."

Zuo Fengyu blushed awkwardly, and kept poking his hands at each other, as if a little embarrassed.

"A... aunt..."

Ling Xiaoxi sniffed, "I'm here."

"Auntie, I miss you."

Nuo Nuo's voice was a little shy, like a child acting like a spoiled child to his mother, Ling Xiaoxi couldn't hold back the thoughts rising in his heart any longer, covered his brows and eyes with his palms, and cried out bitterly.

She still remembers how she used to talk to him when she was pregnant with the child.

I still remember the panic in my heart when the child was forcibly taken out,

I remember the desolation and regret in his heart when he called another woman's mother.

Ling Xiaoxi is so grateful to herself back then, to her who was young and ignorant at that time, for giving birth to such a lovely son.

"Don't cry." A hoarse and deep whisper came from the receiver, "Didn't you tell me? Don't let me see you cry again."

Doesn't she know how much her crying will make him feel bad?

Zuo Xiaomo sighed silently, and hugged the child next to him tightly in his arms, "Come back early, the child misses you."

Ling Xiaoxi covered her mouth, broken sobs drifted out from between her fingers, "En!"

After hanging up the phone, Zuo Xiaomo felt extremely heavy. When will she come back?Back to this home with him and kids?