To my favorite Wen Liang

Chapter 119 Huo Dongming, I'm Sorry

The other party called again, and this time he answered the phone.

"Hey?"

"Dong Ming, I heard that you have encountered a mudslide? I'm worried about you. Why don't you answer my calls?" Tang Xinran's voice sounded over there. Her voice was so soft that any man would be shocked. He couldn't help but want to protect her.

Except Huo Dongming.

His indifferent "Yes" was his answer. The distant tone made people somewhat embarrassed, but Tang Xinran was only stunned for a moment, and then said with a sweet smile, "Are you still there?"

"My business has nothing to do with you."

"Dong Ming, I'm your fiancee." Tang Xinran was very sad, "I'm going to marry you in the future, so now I can't even care about you?"

The only person who can marry him is Wen Liang.

Huo Dongming looked a little deeper, and was about to speak when the door of the operating room suddenly opened. For a moment, he didn't care about anything else, so he quickly hung up the phone, and strode towards the operating room without saying a word .

Wen Liang is still in a coma, her small face is so pale that it is slightly transparent, her lips are also white and bloodless, her legs are supported by an iron frame, just looking at those utensils, it is enough to see that she is very injured Heavy.

After the man stood there for a few seconds, he came back to his senses and followed the cart to the ward.

"Mr. Huo, you... haven't rested yet?" After Wen Liang was sent to the ward, no one in the group of doctors dared to speak.

"how is she?"

"Miss Wen is fine, but she may be traveling in a wheelchair during this period of time. As for her lungs, she has symptoms of mild infection and needs to be hospitalized for observation."

Wheelchair, infection.

If he didn't propose to go to the resort, she wouldn't have to suffer from this disease.

Huo Dongming's cold eyes were full of ridicule and pity. It was only now that he realized that what he wanted was not for her to stay by his side all the time, but for her to be well.

He is not afraid to walk forward alone, anyway, he can look back to see her in his memory.

But how could she bear such a toss?

Sensitive emotions occupied the atrium, and within a second, his indifference replaced it again: "I see, you go down first."

"Yes, Mr. Huo, you should pay more attention to rest."

The man nodded his head in appreciation, and the doctors couldn't say anything more, and left the ward area.

in the hallway of the hospital.

Quietly.

In this VIP area, there is only one room on a long corridor. All the facilities are very complete, and there are even more comfortable companion beds than in five-star hotels. Therefore, the price here is high and no one will live here.

Huo Dongming stood in front of the glass, looked at the woman inside quietly for a while, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Dong Ming?" Xi Yao picked it up.

"Go and investigate right away, everyone in Asia-Pacific, it's not convenient for me to come forward about this matter."

"Have you found a clue? Don't worry, leave this matter to me, but the people here also need your hands to deal with it." He said and glanced at Mu Jinse who was asleep not far away, "Here There's also a stupid woman who doesn't know anything."

"Yeah." He had no interest in Xi Yao's private affairs, "Hang up."

"Wait! Take good care of...Wen Liang."

"She is my woman, it's not your turn to tell me."

Just now, his tone was quite friendly, but when he mentioned the matter of Wen Liang, his voice immediately cooled down.

He was not that ruthless, so he felt relieved, let them go, he... No matter how unwilling he is, he is just a passerby, no matter how gentle he is, he can only play a play with her.

When the play is over, it's time to leave.

Although Xi Yao couldn't put it down immediately, he thought about it very openly, and didn't let himself stay under the lonely thoughts for too long.

three hours later.

At almost the same time, Mr. Special Assistant and Li Muyang sent two documents with different materials but similar contents to Huo Dongming and Xi Yao respectively.

In the ward.

Huo Dongming clicked on the email, and while accepting the document, his fingers landed on a "Burning Boy" novel, and when he opened the cover, the first page was written about her mood, and he looked sideways at the person on the hospital bed.

I lost the mood to read the file for a while.

He left the computer behind and sat beside her with a book.

"My mother walked me by the hand and said, to buy a lottery ticket, you must first look at the face of the ticket seller..."

The man's voice was like a clear spring in a stream, although the coldness could soothe the heart of a hot traveler, the warmth of the hospital bed subconsciously moved his ears and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

What a familiar sentence, what a familiar voice.

I really want to open my eyes and see who is reading it.

She tried hard to wake up from her deep sleep, but no matter how hard she tried, she could only hear the rustling outside, and she couldn't open her eyes.

Wen Liang was in a hurry, and kept exerting force with her fingers until the fine sweat dripped down her forehead. Finally, she could clearly hear the sound coming from her side, and opened her eyes impatiently.

People who read quietly, it seems that she did not expect that she would wake up so early, completely immersed in the passages of the book.

She opened her eyelids, saw the outline of his facial features, saw his knuckle fingers, and saw a black leather novel he was holding.

His eyes were clouded with tears.

For four full years.

She can't help thinking about him sitting beside her, reading sentences from the book to her as in the past.

If there is such an opportunity, she will never fall asleep again, she will listen to what he said very seriously, and then firmly remember the tone of every word he said.

"Although, I know we have tried our best, but we are still no match..." The man paused after reading this, frowned in displeasure, and changed the text, "So we must be able to defeat thousands of troops, even if This is a desolate world, even if it is full of too many rumors."

"Even if there are natural disasters and man-made disasters, it's not our turn to make decisions, we, we are left."

Wen Liang laughed out loud: "President Huo, are you a poet who was delayed by the president? Why are you changing sentences in other people's books?"

to be frank.

The moment I heard her voice.

Huo Dongming didn't realize that she woke up.

It wasn't until he met those clear and bright eyes full of tenderness that he suddenly closed the book, narrowed his eyes slightly, landed his long finger on her chin, and gently raised her.

"Are you laughing at me?"

"No." She shook her head, "I just feel that a book that was originally very sad has changed its taste in your mouth."

In the original book, everyone except the protagonist is dead, even if he himself is in the sea of ​​flames, the chance of surviving is not high, but Huo Dongming changed it like this, but it has a different flavor.

As if none of those people died in the end, they walked towards the protagonist one by one and told him that you finally woke up from your dream.

Wen Liang's heart ached, she couldn't help getting up and hugging him.

"Huo Dongming, I'm sorry."

"Huh?" He frowned slightly.

Why should I say sorry to him?

Yes, to clearly reject him?Or is it all a misunderstanding?His gaze couldn't help but turn cold, but he thought of those hours of worrying about her.

He just curled his lips slightly in self-mocking.

(End of this chapter)