The ceo's doting wife

The sky was overcast with dark clouds and occasional gusts of wind.

City hospital, outside the icu.

The atmosphere was so heavy that it was almost breathless. Xia Weiguang, Han Linhao, Xia Chunhong, Xia Yuwei and others were all here.

Han Linhao sat down on the stool with a serious face. Xia Weiguang was silent, and xia chunhong had faded. Her face was fierce. In other words, she was just the mother of a child.

Her palms were lying on the glass window, weeping silently, and she occasionally murmured, "Hao Xuan, can you wake up soon?"

Xia Yuwei did not dare to show too much emotion. There was a faint sadness in her eyes, and occasionally tears came out of her eyes as she wiped them with a tissue.

Yu Miaomiao also came and sat there quietly, in a daze, not knowing what was on his mind.

Just then, Han Haoxuan's attending doctor came out of the ward, and the biggest reaction was Xia Chunhong. She asked aunt ping to push herself in the wheelchair and tightly grabbed the doctor's arm. "Doctor, how's my son?"

The doctor - his face was in a dilemma, but he still had to tell the truth. His voice was so cold that it was as if it had frosted everyone's heart. "Mr. Han's condition is not ideal. He's unconscious now. It's night-time. His pulse and heartbeat are slowly weakening. If he doesn't wake up by tomorrow night..."

The doctor hesitated and said slowly, "It's very dangerous. I hope you can be mentally prepared."

Xia Chunhong couldn't accept it at all. His hands shook and he shouted, "No, doctor, my son - he must be fine, doctor. I'm just a son... Woo!"

The doctor was helpless and could only comfort her softly. "Madam, I'm already trying. Don't get too excited. Take care of yourself."

Afraid that she would cause trouble again, Han Linhao coughed softly and winked at aunt ping.

Aunt ping wiped the corners of her eyes and comforted her, "Miss, don't be too sad. The doctor will do his best."

She pulled Xia Chunhong away and grabbed the doctor, "Thank you, doctor. You must try your best to save our young master."

"Don't worry, I'll get it." The doctor nodded solemnly.

Xia Chunhong sobbed again. Aunt Ping pushed her aside and comforted her softly.

Xia Weiguang, who was sitting next to the doctor, frowned when he heard the doctor's words. He covered his chest with a faint pain and looked even sadder.

Hao Xuan was his favorite grandson. He didn't want to see a picture of a white-haired man giving a black-haired man away!

Han Linhao then asked the doctor, "Doctor, is there any other way to wake him up as soon as possible?"

"That's the same person, the person that the patient thinks is the most important. Talking to him stimulates his consciousness and wakes him up."

"Okay, thank you, doctor."

Han Linhao sighed inwardly, his face even more solemn.

Chunhong and Xia Yuwei spent the whole day talking to Hao Xuan yesterday. It didn't work. This was even more difficult.

Who was the person Hao Xuan cared about?

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through Han Linhao's mind, and he thought of a person- "Yaxin."

At this moment, Xia Chunhong murmured, "Son, who else are you hiding in your heart? Tell me quickly!"

Han Linhao glanced sideways at Xia Chunhong and then at Xia Weiguang, hesitating whether to say what he thought.

Xia Weiguang noticed Han Linhao's gaze and couldn't help but ask, "Did you think of something?"

His words also caught xia chunhong's attention. She sniffed and looked at Han Linhao.

"I think of someone." Han Linhao said to Xia Weiguang.

Xia Yuwei, who was sitting next to Xia Chunhong, had a bad feeling in his heart and clenched his hands.

"Yaxin."

"No." Xia Chunhong loudly rejected it, and his face changed - his face rejected it.

Xia Yuwei also spoke up and said weakly, "What's wrong with Yaxin? Hao Xuan cares about the people the most. She..." Sensing Han Linhao's sharp gaze, she didn't dare to continue.

"We should try everything now." Han Linhao continued, looking at Xia Weiguang in silence.

"Anyone can try, but not the broom star!" Xia chunhong said fiercely.

"Are you happy that your son is dead?" Han Linhao looked at her discontentedly and asked.

"You want your son to die. What right do you have to say about me? How did you abandon your wife and son back then, Han Linhao?" Xia Chunhong was full of resentment, thinking about the past.

Hearing this, Han Linhao got angry and shouted, "Xia Chunhong, you're really enough. What's the point of abandoning your wife and son? It was you..."

Xia Chunhong interrupted him excitedly and complained, "Don't tell me about that year. My legs were crippled by that vixen. The slut gave birth to a slut. If it weren't for that little slut, would Hao Xuan still be lying inside?"

"Keep your mouth shut, bitch. Can you keep your mouth shut? What's more, you know best whether it was you who did it or someone else who did it." Han Linhao had a dark face.

"Han Linhao, shut up. You're just - thinking about that bitch, and of course you'll help them talk..."

"Enough, stop it!" Xia Weiguang was sandwiched between the two of them with a headache and heartache.

"Dad, you don't really have to agree with him, do you?" Xia Chunhong - face reluctant.

"It's time to try anything." Xia Weiguang looked at Xia Chunhong indifferently with a warning in his face.

Xia Chunhong pursed his lips and did not say anything, although he was unhappy in the bottom of his heart.

Xia Weiguang looked at Han Linhao and said, "Han Linhao, go find that girl and see if you can get her to come over. After all, this matter has something to do with her."

"Okay, I'll get it." Han Linhao glanced at her - her eyes were bright red, and she said faintly, "I was afraid that when I called her here, someone would make trouble here again."

Xia Chunhong - listen, hurry, just want to speak, but don't Xia Weiguang have to - a look to shut his mouth.

"Chunhong, if the girl comes by then, don't make any more trouble. Now - for Hao Xuan's sake, you don't want Hao Xuan..."

It was hard to say the rest without saying anything. No one wanted this to happen.

"Do you understand?" Xia Weiguang sighed heavily, looked at Xia Chunhong and asked.

Xia Chunhong lowered his head and said softly, "Yes."

Although very reluctant, but for Hao Xuan, she endured!

The wind was blowing hard, and the rain was falling heavily on the car window. Li Muchen held the thermos tightly in his arms, worried that the soup would get cold.

"Uncle chen, you said you haven't been to the hospital for so long. Will the soup get cold?" The little guy asked worriedly, pointing his chubby finger at the thermos.

It was raining today, traffic was congested, and cars were getting up and moving slowly. Today, we had to go to the hospital half an hour longer than yesterday, but we didn't get to the hospital yet.

Just as he was waiting for the traffic light, the driver, xiao chen, turned to look at him and said, "Don't worry, young master. It won't get cold. We'll be at the hospital one block ahead."

Li muchen heaved a sigh of relief and sat back in his seat, muttering, "Okay, okay!"

Since he had been there once yesterday, he remembered the exact location of Mr. Shen's ward, so he sent uncle chen to the inpatient building and walked in alone.

When she passed the elevator, she was not tall enough to follow an adult into the elevator. After looking around, she aimed at the middle-aged woman standing next to the button and said sweetly, "Elder sister, can you help me push down the tenth floor?"

The middle-aged woman heard the sound and looked down. It turned out that a cute girl with curly hair was calling out to herself. Her heart melted when she heard elder sister's voice. She replied repeatedly, "Okay, elder sister will help you."

When others heard this, they secretly covered their mouths and chuckled.

The middle-aged woman, on the other hand, became excited about the little guy. She squatted down and asked, "Little friend, are you here to see mom?"

Hearing the word "Mom," the little guy frowned, then shook his head and said, "I'm here to see my future wife. My future wife is in the hospital."

"Er..." The middle-aged woman was in a mess in the wind and her mouth twitched. She really couldn't keep up with the times!

"Then you - you have to be careful!"

"Yes, yes, I am a man. I will take good care of myself." After that, his childish voice echoed in the elevator.

When he reached the tenth floor, he looked at the number again, one after another, looking for Mr. Shen's room.

He had seen his nurse yesterday, so she kindly walked up to him and lowered her head, "Little friend, are you looking for your mother's room? Elder sister will take you there?"

Again - "Mom." The little guy stepped back in disgust. - look at that nurse. She wasn't even half as pretty as Mr. Shen. She shook her head and refused, "No, I'll go find her myself."

The nurse looked at the little guy's cold back and sighed in her heart. Why is this child completely different from the cute baby she saw yesterday?

After finding the room, she pushed Mr. Shen's room open. When lian haoyang saw her, his face lit up and he walked over with the thermos in his arms.

"Mr. Shen Mr. Shen..." He placed the thermos on the coffee table in front of the sofa and ran directly to shen ya's bed. He propped himself up on the bed with his small hands and jumped onto the bed nimbly.

Shen Yaxin, who was reading the morning paper, couldn't help pinching his chubby face. He had to shout, "Mu Chen, it's raining outside. Why are you still here?"

"Because Mr. Shen is in the hospital, I can't stop visiting Mr. Shen because it's raining." Li Muchen was sick of being in her arms.

"Don't come alone next time, okay? It's not safe." Shen Yaxin pulled him out of his arms and said seriously.

Li Muchen flattened his mouth and quickly changed the subject when he remembered that he had to use the thermos.

"Mr. Shen, guess what soup I brought you today?" He wriggled his chubby little body to the coffee table, took the thermos to the bedside table, took out a bowl and started spooning soup.