Guidance on Wife Dote: Adorable Mrs. Fu

He also used the word "you" instead of Jiang jingwan, that is to say, he included Lu Changsheng.

If he can't get away with it, what will he do with him?

Lu Changsheng squints his eyes. If it wasn't for the quiet outside the operating room, Lu Sheng is still in great sorrow. He is likely to act like the violent act just now at any time. He really wants to scold him.

How could he have such a right and wrong son? He was really lost by the fox spirit of Huo Xi. He forgot his name!

I don't know how long it took, as long as a century, for hoxi's operation to come to an end.

When the door of the operating room opened, Lu Sheng rushed in. All the elites in the hospital who performed the operation on Huoxi were not under Lu Sheng.

"How is she, son?" Lu Sheng pours at Huo Xi's bedside and holds her hand tightly.

Her face was very pale, as if all the blood was flowing clean. Her thin face was in a poor coma, and her hands were cold without a trace of temperature.

In the face of his roaring questions, the doctor took off his mask, and in the face of his boss's three points of respect and three points of sincerity, he even wanted to bow in fear: "Mr. Lu, young master No more. "

And the doctor said, "well The injury to my wife is too serious. We have done our best. "

If it wasn't for Lu Sheng to dress up in advance, if it wasn't for them to deliver it in time, let alone children, even adults would not be able to keep it.

Adults' desire for survival is too weak. They can feel it strongly during the operation.

Lu Sheng is dizzy for a moment. His legs are almost too soft to stand.

His other hand was propped up on the bedstead, trying not to faint.

The doctor didn't say much more. Lu Sheng, who is the same doctor, only knows better than them. So no one was clubbing in place and quietly separated.

Lu Sheng stayed by Huo Xi's hospital bed for two days without blinking her eyes. She looked at her peaceful and pale sleeping face.

It's been a long time since I saw her so quiet and lovely, but Lu Sheng would rather she sat up and made trouble with him now, even if she scolded him and beat him, it's better not to fall asleep all the time.

Lu Sheng thought that she would leave herself if she didn't see the faint breath rolling on her chest.

Lu Sheng's heart has never been so empty. It seems that he was stabbed by a knife and twisted all his viscera. There is nothing else in it except the dripping blood.

The pain makes it hard to breathe.

Lu Changsheng didn't enter the ward. He sat in a wheelchair and looked at Lu Sheng, who was tired but refused to leave for half a step. After the initial anger, he was also confused.

Lu Changsheng watched for a while and knew that Lu Sheng would not pay attention to him. His appearance in any way would only disgust him, so he turned around and left quietly.

Lu Sheng looks at the girl on the bed calmly and painfully, reaches out his hand and touches her face again and again, as if she could wake up.

"Xier......" His voice was hoarse, and his brain was a bit stuck because he didn't have a good rest for several nights. His voice sounded in the quiet ward, "do you hate me very much?"

He is stubborn to ask her the answers he knows in his heart, but even if she is awake now and can answer, he doesn't care so much about the answers and results.

Because whether she hated him or not, he would not let her leave him.