Chapter 1107: I Think He's Pitiful (3)

Mu Han raised his eyes to look at the operating room with the lights on, frowned, and said in a low voice: "I think he's pitiful!" ”

"Pathetic?" Bo Huan leaned on Mu Hanshen's arms, listening to his chaotic heartbeat, and his heart was even more uneasy.

"He was at fault when he left your mother, but it wasn't entirely his fault." Mu Hanshen explained softly: "Bo Huan, I almost separated from you at the beginning, I know this kind of pain and helplessness. ”

After listening to Mu Hanshen's words, Bo Huan raised his eyes to look at the operating room not far away, pursed his thin lips and did not speak again.

Half an hour later, the door suddenly opened.

The doctor took off his mask and walked out.

Seeing this, Bo Huan immediately raised his feet and stepped forward, and asked softly, "May I ask how the patient is?" ”

"The high fever caused cramps all over the body, causing the heart rate to faint too quickly, but fortunately, the condition has been stabilized in time, and the patient has now woken up and been sent to the general ward."

With that, the doctor lifted his feet and left.

After the doctor left, Mu Hanshen raised his eyes to look at Bo Huan and asked in a deep voice, "He walked to your mother's grave yesterday and was soaked when he came back to see me. Maybe it was at that time that I had a fever. ”

"Walking to my mother's grave?" Bo Huan looked at Mu Hanshen in surprise: "It's a circular mountain road, and it will take a long time if you don't drive......"

Mu Hanshen nodded: "His car broke down in the middle of the road, if I guessed correctly, he should have walked for four hours." ”

After listening to Mu Hanshen's words, Bo Huan was completely stunned for four hours......

It's not just a smooth road, it's more often a climb up and down.

No wonder Mu Hanshen said that he was soaking wet.

"Do you want to see him?"

Seeing Bo Huan's distraction, Mu Hanshen wrapped the person in his arms and asked softly.

Bo Huan thought about it and nodded slightly.

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When Bo Huan and Mu Hanshen appeared in the ward, the nurse had just adjusted the bed for Li Zhengting.

The man lay on the bed with a pale face, staring blankly at the needle on the back of his right hand.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Li Zhengting subconsciously raised his eyes, and saw Bo Huan and Mu Hanshen appear at the door at a glance.

Seeing the two of them, Li Zhengting was slightly stunned.

He thought that Bo Huan and Mu Hanshen had left......

Seeing Li Zhengting again, Bo Huan's mood was no longer as fluctuating as at the beginning, and he slowly walked to his side with his feet raised.

"Are you okay?"

Bo Huan pursed his lips and asked softly.

The man with an ugly face, when he heard Bo Huan's greeting, a shallow smile instantly rose on his face, and he was moved and excited.

"I ...... I am fine. Li Zhengting replied urgently, and coughed violently as soon as the words fell.

Seeing this, Bo Huan subconsciously reached out and gently patted his back for him.

Seeing Bo Huan's movements, Li Zhengting's eyes suddenly turned red.

He went on a rampage in Italy, and suffered many injuries during the sea of swords, almost killing him several times, but each time he could shed tears.

But now seeing Bo Huan, his tears are like a flood breaking through the floodgates, pouring down uncontrollably.

"Thank you, kid." Li Zhengting held Bo Huan's hand, and tears fell on Bo Huan's arm.

The girl was so hot that she shivered, hurriedly withdrew her hand, and stood back beside Mu Hanshen.

Even if he was her father, such an intimate action still made Bo Huan resist.

Sensing Bo Huan's resistance to himself, Li Zhengting was a little disappointed, but he could understand it.

As long as she's willing to accept her, it doesn't matter how long it takes.