But when you fall asleep, there will always be a moment when you wake up, and no one knows when Fujiwara will wake up.

Moreover, how long her liver can last, even doctors dare not guarantee.

……

"Mr. Feng, the old lady's condition has been very stable for a while, and she can be removed from the intensive care unit tomorrow. "When I came out of it to change my clothes, the doctor said.

Feng Hao nodded, changed his clothes and came out, and said, "How long can my grandmother's body support?"

"It's better to wake up as much as you can, or you'll ......," the doctor was embarrassed.

"Mr. Feng, could you please let me in and see grandma?" Li Wanqing walked over a few steps and sincerely requested, "Please, Mr. Feng, grandma likes me so much, but I didn't do anything for her, I feel really uncomfortable." ”

The doctor glanced at Li Wanqing, and then said to Feng Hao: "The old lady is out of the intensive care unit, you can let the people she likes come over to see her more and talk to her, maybe it will help her wake up." ”

"Then you come over tomorrow!" Feng Hao agreed, as long as it could be beneficial to Fujiwara Xiang's condition, he would not refuse.

"Okay, thank you!Mr. Feng!Thank you!" Li Wanqing was very excited when she received the answer, and her big dark eyes shone with crystal clear light.

Seeing that Feng Hao was leaving, Li Wanqing asked, "Mr. Feng, can I take your car? I didn't drive here today." ”

"Zhu Huan!"

"Your Excellency!"

"Send Miss Li home!" Feng Hao finished speaking, nodded slightly with Li Wanqing, and turned to leave.

Li Wanqing's heart was suddenly broken into several petals, and there was a trace of pain.

"Doctor, I would like to ask, if I told my grandmother something every day that she liked to hear, would it help her condition?" she asked the doctor who had not yet left, holding back her heartache.

"Well?" replied the doctor, after a moment's thought. "In medicine, such things have happened, and in short, for a patient like the old lady, moderate brain stimulation is good for her. You can talk more about what she likes to hear, read the books she likes to read, and sing the songs she likes to listen to. ”

"Is there a big hope?"

The doctor said: "No one can guarantee this, but I just hope that it will be fair to every patient, and every effort will be useful." ”

"Thank you, doctor!" Li Wanqing seemed to see a glimmer of possibility, and she now knew very well in her heart that the only one who could help her was Fujiwara Xiang, who still hadn't woken up.

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In the study, Lu Licheng held a glass of red wine in his hand, sat on the bay window sill, looking at the beautiful night scene outside the window, and his thoughts were far away.

His prosthetic leg sits on a couch, and the wall next to the window has a delicate wooden cane.

This yellow rosewood crutch was specially made for him by Rong Beiming, and he rejected it very much back then. But later, I reluctantly accepted it.

Taking a sip of wine, he looked around at the cozy study, where every layout was carefully designed by Xia Yucheng. Every time he came home, he felt that it was full of her breath.

In his mind, Xia Yucheng's every move and expression when he designed this place would always appear, not only in his study, but also in hers.

"Tick Bell"

The doorbell rang, Lu Licheng raised his head and drank the wine in the cup, carefully stood upright on one foot, and then walked out of the study with a cane.

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