Xia Xiaonuan nodded vigorously, wiped the tears on her face, and said tremblingly, "Thank you...... Thank you ......."

The little nurse patted her on the head, handed her a tissue, and turned to leave.

Xia Xiaonuan looked at the door of the operating room, turned sad into joy in an instant, and wiped the tears on her face with a tissue, but the tears still kept flowing, and she didn't know whether she was happy or sad.

She lingered at the door of the operating room, smiling and tearfully stained with tears on her face. Somewhat overwhelmed like a child.

Nanmo, are you okay...... You're okay, great...... It's so good!

As long as you're okay, let me do anything...... As long as you're okay, I'll be fine......

****

Outside the intensive care unit.

Xia Xiaonuan wore a blue isolation suit and pushed open the door.

This is a intensive care unit, and the doctor said that although the patient is temporarily out of danger and the blood in the skull has cleared, he still needs to be observed for a period of time.

Next to him were several cold instruments, and his bed was by the window, lying on the bed in a hospital gown, with a bandage on his head.

The sound of the "di-di" instrument was heard in the air, mixed with the sound of "poof, poof" water vapor from the purifying humidifier on the side.

She felt as if there was a thread pulling her footsteps and walked slowly towards him.

His face was pale and thin, and his lips were bloodless.

She looked at him in front of her and suddenly felt a little strange.

Nan Mo in her memory is not like this, in the past, every time she was lying in bed with a cold and fever, Nan Mo would stay by the bedside, take care of her, bring tea and water to her and tell her jokes.

She always felt that Nan Mo was like a superman, whenever she needed him, he would be by her peak.

But he never thought that one day, he would also fall down, lie on the bed like he is now, and let her come to visit.

It's just that time has passed, and she and him are no longer the carefree children they used to be, they have grown up, time has changed their faces, and they have changed too many things.

She sat on the edge of the bed and watched him quietly, with a greedy gaze sweeping over his cheeks, eyebrows, eyes, nose, even lips and chin.

At this moment, she could finally look at him unscrupulously.

Since they met again, they have gone from strangers at the beginning to friends, and they have known each other...... And then he became an enemy.

This qiē is all because of Qiqi, because he thinks about it day and night, and it is unforgettable.

She reached out and placed it on his frowning brow, he was still unhappy even though he was unconscious. She didn't know what he was thinking, but she could vaguely guess.

Nangong Yaoling left, she received a call from Zhongli, originally thought that Nangong Yaoling had also come to the hospital, but now it seems that Nangong Yaoling didn't know that Shaochen had an accident.

In this way, it is very likely that Nangong Yaoling went to find Jiang Xue.

Jiang Xue finally made a move, hurting Nan Mo fiercely, and then turned around and threw herself into another embrace, giving her a complete revenge.

Xia Xiaonuan stretched out her hand and grabbed Liang Shaochen's hand.

His palm was warm, and she used her fingertips to make a little mischievous lines in his palm, just like when she was a child, she liked to draw in his palm.

Sometimes he draws a smiley face with a pen and willfully refuses to wash it off, sometimes he draws a watch on his wrist, and sometimes he draws a few stars on his fingertips.

Nan Mo was unwilling to let her delicate and beautiful fingers be used as a drawing board, and she also took a pen to draw her.