love across the three realms

Chapter 64 "Act Seven" Suddenly Like a Dream (5)

A man and a woman stood beside the bed. The woman's face was a little pale, but she still couldn't hide her beauty. Her cold eyes turned to the man on the bed and whispered to the man beside him, "Senior, he hasn't woken up."

The man known as the senior smiled knowingly. He knew that although she was talking to him in a declarative tone, the actual subtext was—why is he still awake?Holding the flashlight, he looked again at the pupils of the man on the bed, straightened up and said, "Don't be too nervous, Hua Lan, I've already checked him thoroughly. Except for the trauma on his body, he needs a period of time to heal. There's nothing wrong with the place."

"It's been a day." Although Ling Hualan's eyes were not warm, she kept looking at the face of the man on the bed.

"It's really strange to say that, after various tests, his various functions are completely normal, or you can put it this way—" He pushed the black frame, "It's more like he suddenly overdrawn a lot of money at a certain moment. Physically exhausted to the point of drowsiness, when his physical strength self-adjusts to normal, he will naturally wake up."

"Understood, I'm sorry to trouble you, senior. It's late, so I'll take you out." Ling Hualan looked away and nodded lightly. The senior is a well-known brain expert, and she has no reason not to believe his diagnosis.

"Hua Lan, who is this boy?" What he was more curious about was Ling Hualan's vague concern.

"He's a student of our school." Ling Hualan opened the door and led him through the courtyards to the gate.

"Hua Lan, your own injury—" He worriedly wanted to explain a few words, but Ling Hualan inadvertently interrupted: "I'm fine, it's just a bruise on the skin. Senior, thank you today, I'll go back Be careful on the road."

He paused for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He waved his hands and turned around and got into his car. Looking at her graceful figure closing the door, he shook his head and smiled wryly, knowing that she would never agree to it all these years. Responding to his feelings, he still couldn't let her go from his heart.

Ling Hualan sighed softly, she didn't know what he was thinking, but her heart had already been left in the howling mountain wind, and in this life, she would never open her heart to anyone again.

Ling Hualan pushed open the door of the guest room, only to see Ling Yuexun, who was wearing a lemon-colored nightgown, was bending over to look at An Shenkui who was still asleep, she stretched out her index finger to touch the bandage on his forehead: "Hey, what are you doing?" Why isn't the guy waking up?"

"Little Xun, why haven't you slept yet?" Ling Hualan stopped Ling Yuexun's not-so-gentle movements based on the position of a doctor.

"Little aunt." Ling Yuexun raised her head. Although her big watery eyes were not as bright and compelling as her aunt's, they were more charming and charming like a little girl. "I want to see how long this guy will sleep."

"Should be waking up soon, maybe he'll be fine tomorrow morning. During the day, I asked you to find a way to notify his family, have you gone?" Ling Hualan walked to the bed and touched his face and neck. His body temperature was normal , indicating that the wound showed no signs of inflammation.

(End of this chapter)