Disguised as a man, the chief pet of the president

Chapter 11

Three years later--

Finally set foot on the land, Luo Xiaofan's already calm heart finally had some turmoil again.Walking out of the airport, she looked at the sky of the motherland and took a deep breath of the air of her homeland.

She closed her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

Time flies, white clouds and dogs, the hourglass of time returns to that day three years ago——

When Lan Qingya rushed over with all the doctors, she only saw two people lying on the almost transparent white jade floor.

She was lying in his arms, Mo Yinfeng grabbed the collar with one hand, and the other hand wrapped around Luo Xiaofan's back, holding her hand, she was hugged tightly in his arms in the arms.The corners of Mo Yinfeng's mouth were purple and black, his face was pale and bloodless, but his hands were tightly clasped with the person in his arms, as if nothing in this world could separate them.

What kind of picture was this, Lan Qingya and everyone else were completely stunned.

They were close together, cruel and serene.

The woman's beautiful face looked like a sleeping angel at first glance. Her mouth was tightly closed and then slightly pursed, as if she was stubbornly trying to solve a certain puzzle, but the frozen blood at the corner of her mouth was shocking.

The man's face has long been abnormally white, but it is still difficult to hide his handsome and cold temperament. He is really a rare and beautiful man in this world, but he is so cold that no one can get close to him. The frown can be imagined How miserable he was the moment before.There seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes, which made people's hearts tighten suddenly. No one could imagine that he, who was usually cold and indifferent, would shed tears.

Doctors began to rush to rescue, even the elites in the medical field couldn't help but panic at this time.

What kind of two people are these...

When the doctor wanted to separate them, he held her hand tightly but couldn't break it, no matter what method he used.

It seemed that even in a coma, he had exhausted all his strength.

In the end, there was really no other way. The always gentle Mrs. Qingya knelt down beside them, covered her clenched hands, and said in tears, "Ah Feng, let her go. If you don't let go, she will die." A short sentence made her cry.

The hand was released suddenly, and Mo Yinfeng seemed to open his eyes slightly at that time.

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When Luo Xiaofan woke up, he was already in the hospital, in the luxurious and luxurious VIP suite, everything was so quiet.

She struggled to sit up, but there was a tight pain in her chest, and she couldn't help coughing.

He gently lifted her up with both hands, patted her on the back tenderly, Luo Xiaofan raised his head, it was Lan Qingya.

Luo Xiaofan turned slightly to avoid her hand.

Lan Qingya withdrew her hand and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Xiaofan—" she called softly.

Luo Xiaofan lowered his head and coughed slightly, but he didn't agree.

Lan Qingya sighed, and took out a delicate box and a document from the bag beside her.

(End of this chapter)