Capítulo 837: Chapter 840 you miss her too, don't you
Autor: Zhao Xibao Máquina traductora
Huo Jingchen lowered his eyes and did not make a sound. He gently picked up Yuan Yuan and said in a hoarse voice, "you miss her too, don't you? "
Yuan Yuan nodded. He stood in front of the window with Huo Jingchen and looked at Zhao Siqing who was inside. He could not wait to get in the next second.
Li Feihuan looked at the Pale woman on the hospital bed. For some reason, he remembered that not long ago, she was sitting with him in the garden of the Huo family's old mansion and chatting.
That day, the sun was setting and the night wind was gentle.
She was very close to him.
There was a little kid with short legs in the courtyard, and a cat named Huo million.
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Time flew by quickly. In the blink of an eye, a week had passed, but Zhao Siqing still did not wake up.
Zhao Yancheng still could not find any news of Nalan Yanran.
Huo Jingchen had also lost weight, but he still waited outside the door every day for her to wake up.
On the Eighth Day, the Monitor on Zhao Siqing finally showed some reaction. Huo Jingchen quickly got up and walked closer.
Gu Shiyu obviously saw this scene and immediately turned around to call the doctor.
Not long after, the doctor rushed over with Yang Jingqiu and the others.
The doctor quickly went in to check on Zhao Siqing's condition. Not long after, the group saw Zhao Siqing's eyelashes flutter slightly as she slowly opened her eyes.
Huo Jingchen pushed the door open and quickly walked in. He held Zhao Siqing's hand tightly and said in a hoarse voice, "Qingqing, how are you feeling? "
Zhao Siqing's gaze was a little blurry. She stared at Huo Jingchen for a long time before she gradually regained focus and became clear.
She seemed to have slept for a long time, but she seemed to have been awake the whole time.
It was as if she was trapped in the darkness, unable to walk out no matter how hard she tried.
"Huo Jingchen... " Zhao Siqing said softly, her voice a little hoarse.
Huo Jingchen's eyes were red. He slowly lowered his eyes and laid tightly on her body. His face was tense, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I thought... you didn't want me anymore. "
Zhao Siqing slowly raised her hand and gently stroked his hair. She said gently, "your hair and beard have grown. "
Huo Jingchen buried his face in her waist. He did not use much strength, but he could not bear to leave.
He said in a muffled voice, "when you're better, can you help me cut it? "
Zhao Siqing's eyelashes trembled slightly. She squeezed out a faint smile and said softly, "but I don't know how. "
It seemed that she had never cut someone else's hair before. She could give it a try by shaving. She would try her best to be careful and not hurt him.
He loved to cry so much, like a crybaby.
Mrs. Gu, Gu Shiyu, and the others followed him in one after another. They stood by the bed and looked at Zhao Siqing.
Madam Gu's eyes were also bloodshot. She looked at Zhao Siqing and squeezed out a smile as she said softly, "rest well. Don't be in a hurry to leave the hospital. The most important thing is to get well. "
Zhao Siqing looked up at her. For a moment, she did not know what to say.
She still did not know how to face them. Perhaps no one had told her how to get along with her family since she was young. Even in such an awkward situation, she still did not know.
It was just that after experiencing such a life-and-death situation, perhaps she would really become more indifferent.
Now, Zhao Siqing only felt that kindness, hatred, love, and hatred could not be compared to surviving a disaster.
Every person who was lucky enough to survive was already the most generous gift of life to you.
Fate was unpredictable. Perhaps the person you hated one second ago would die the next. Perhaps the person you talked about the future with a moment ago would be separated from you in the next moment.
It seemed that in the face of life and death, all love and hatred seemed to be a small matter.
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