Chapter 388 Don't Cry (1/3)
The hoarse cry made people feel distressed. Qiao Yimo couldn't speak, so he could only hold her in his arms with one hand and pat gently to soothe her.
The people outside the door were also attracted by the sudden loud cry, and they all followed in when they opened the door.
"I finally woke up." Lu Ziyan raised an eyebrow and smiled.
The tension in Shi An's eyes also loosened a little, "Momo."
"Momo, you finally woke up." Mother Qiao smiled and walked quickly to the bed, and wiped away tears as she spoke.
Father Qiao was comforting, and a little helpless, "Why did you cry just after crying? Isn't my daughter okay?"
"I almost thought about Momo..." Mother Qiao glared at him, and said, covering her mouth and crying.
"Auntie..." Mo Nan reached out and patted her shoulder.
Not only her, everyone was scared to death when they received the news, but fortunately there were no burns.
Qiao Yimo reached out and groped, holding Qiao's hand and squeezed gently, and the corners of her lips curled slightly, indicating that she was all right.
Only a few seconds later, the smile on his lips froze.
The last memory in her mind seems to be receiving a call from Fu Sinian...
Yes, Fu Sinian, how is he
Frowning, she suddenly grabbed Mother Qiao's hand and gently pushed Qiao Ranran away and was about to get up, her expression revealing anxiety.
"Momo, your health is still not well, so you can't get up, keep lying down."
Mother Qiao comforted her to lie down.
Qiao Yimo looked more anxious, pushed her away, shook his head, struggling to get out of bed.
"Momo!"
Pei Qian saw her thoughts at a glance, and faintly said, "Do you want to find him?"
Qiao Yimo was taken aback, then nodded heavily, and asked with a small mouth, "How is he?" Are you injured? 】
Although I can't fully understand what she said, it's not difficult to guess. Pei Qian looked at her and couldn't hear any emotions in his tone. "You have to read this yourself."
The woman's face turned pale, her heart sank a little, and she staggered forward without even thinking about it, very fast.
Everyone hadn't reacted yet. Seeing that she was about to install it on the wall, or the nearest Lu Ziyan grabbed her back and cursed, "If you can't see it, run forward. Are you suicidal?"
Qiao Yimo pulled his clothes anxiously, frowning tightly, [Take me to see him. 】
"Mummy..." Qiao Ranran's worried tears hung on his eyelashes and seemed to fall off again.
Qiao's father and Qiao's mother looked extremely distressed, "Momo..."
Mo Nan couldn't bear it, and quickly stepped forward and hugged her shoulders, "I will take you over."
Qiao Yimo held her hand subconsciously, the knuckles were white, as if her face was not bloody.
Everyone's reaction made her feel extremely frightened.
Is something wrong with that man
"Be careful and follow me."
Mo Nan took the people out.
There was a brief silence in the room for more than ten seconds.
Shi An stood at the door watching the woman's anxious back, her eyes darkened slightly.
Lu Ziyan didn't say much, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder and curled his lips. "There is nothing wrong with the two of us below. How about going for a drink?"
Pei Qian glanced at the two at the door, unhurriedly untied the white coat, smiled softly, "Don't mind adding me."
Shi An retracted his gaze and looked at him, "Isn't the matter here still unfinished? Do you have this leisurely mind?"
Pei Qian raised his eyebrows and stretched his limbs lazily, "I am only responsible for saving people, and other things are not my responsibility. Besides, it will take a long time to get tired and crooked over there for a while, don't delay."
He turned around and smiled at Qiao's second old man, "Uncle and Auntie, this place is very big, you can just go shopping as you like. I won't be with you anymore."
"Hey, it's okay. Go ahead." Father Qiao nodded, then he thought of something, and then asked a little dignifiedly, "Is he really okay?"
If something really happened, what would their daughter do.
Pei Qian's eyes flashed, and the corners of his lips were faintly twitched, "Don't worry, you can't die."
"..."
Qiao Ranran raised his hand and wiped a tear with his sleeve, ran over, hugged Shi An's leg, and curled his small mouth aggrievedly, "God, I want to find Cherry."
"Ran Ran." Mother Qiao walked over to hold her, "Come here, grandma will take you there in a moment."
Shi An bent over to pick her up, and smiled faintly: "It is estimated that people will not get in there for a while. I will take her out to play for a while, and then I will send her back.
Lu Ziyan raised his eyebrows, squeezed her soft cheek, and said indulgingly: "Go, godfather will take you to eat barbecue. Go back and find Cherry."
Hearing the barbecue, Qiao Ranran finally stopped being so sad. He sniffed and nodded his head, "Oh..."
Finished, yes
The second old Qiao nodded, and the two of them hugged the child and walked out.
Seeing this, Pei Qian touched his chin, and the playfulness in his eyes became more obvious.
This is probably the last time I hugged and squeezed, right
Another ward upstairs.
Mo Nan led Qiao Yimo to the door and knocked gently.
It was Rong Feng who opened the door, glanced at the two of them, and then glanced at the old man in the ward, without speaking for a while.
Only the dark eyes of the hospital bed seemed to freeze when they were at the door.
"Nan Nan? Are you here?" Qiao Yimo tilted his head and asked in a low voice.
She could feel the breathing in the room, she shouldn't be alone.
After a while, the fucking man said hoarsely, "You all go out."
"Fu..."
Qiao Yimo heard his quiet voice and called out subconsciously, but only squeezed out a hoarse and unpleasant voice.
No matter who else was in the room, she suddenly let go of Mo Nan's hand, followed the direction of the voice, stretched her hand forward, fumbled and walked over.
Walking too quickly, he bumped into the chair in front of him.
"boom!"
"Momo!" Mo Nan yelled anxiously.
The man's heart shrank, his handsome face tightened, and he stared at the woman who almost fell, his indifferent tone suppressed his emotions, "all out."
Mr. Fu glanced at Qiao Yimo with a complicated expression, and finally chose not to make a sound and waved his hand to Rong Feng.
Rong Feng pushed him out, Mo Nan hesitated for a few seconds and then backed out.
Hearing the sound of closing the door, Qiao Yimo held the chair and stopped suddenly, shaking his lips, "Fu..."
"Extend your hand." The man's low voice passed over her.
The woman hesitated for two seconds, then lifted her slender wrist and stretched it out slowly.
The next moment, she was wrapped in warmth, and then she was pulled forward with a strong force.
"what!"
Caught off guard, she screamed subconsciously, and she seemed to be lying somewhere.
She instinctively wanted to stand up, but was embraced by a heavier force into a deeper warmth.
Then the man's low and hoarse voice rang in her ears, "Qiao Yimo..."
The woman's body stiffened slightly, and she was silent for a few seconds. She stretched out her hand to embrace his neck and tightened it tightly, burying her face in front of his chest, her shoulders trembling slightly.
Time seemed to stand still, silent.
(End of this chapter)