Ten minutes later.

The lights in the operating room have dimmed.

Originally, Jin Zhengyang's nose was not a nose, and his eyes were not eyes, so Ling Xiao closed his gaze and hurriedly stepped forward.

"The patient was only temporarily deprived of oxygen, coupled with temporary shock caused by emotional stress, and is now out of danger."

The doctor's words completely reassured Ling Xiao.

Kim Zhengyang on the side was also silently wiping cold sweat.

Fortunately, the operation was successful, otherwise I don't know how many eye knives he would have to suffer from Ling Dashao.

The three of them came together, and the two big men couldn't protect a weak woman.

"What are you doing here?"

"Why don't you go and help the mouse?"

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Jin Zhengyang, and Ling Xiao was not calm again.

Kim Jong Yang once again grieved.

"Okay, okay, don't you just think I'm in the way? I'll leave now, how about leaving space for the two of you? ”

Kim Zhengyang secretly said in his heart, the person who walks is called a refreshing.

Soon, Qian Xiaoduo will be transferred to the VIP ward.

The quiet staircase, the quiet room, and even Ling Xiao could hear his own breathing.

And Ling Xiao, who has always been accustomed to quietness, is a little unaccustomed to it.

He sat for a while, stood for a while, and even the fruits in the fruit basket that Kim Zhengyang bought were cut by him, and he was still a little restless, and he asked the doctor who was looking for a house more than a dozen times, until the other party would reflexively say a word almost as soon as he saw him.

"Rest assured, she is not in any danger to her life! Will wake up soon! ”

And at this time, Ling Xiao would wonder why he was so fast.

Since the doctor said that there was no problem, it should be no problem, why did she still refuse to wake up?

In the end, he could only sit silently on the stool and wait.

His gaze wandered to the lawn outside the ward.

It's the height of summer, and the garden outside the hospital is full of flowers.

A little doll about three or four years old, stunned and unrestrained by her parents, picked a red flower alone, and then, with not very steady steps, walked to the girl on the swing not far away.

"Sister, sister, send you hair."

The little boy's pronunciation is not very standard, but the sister's voice is very crisp.

He raised his hand, and his chubby little hand passed it to the girl in front of him, who was about six or seven years old.

"Thank you, baby~" The girl in the hospital gown on the swing smiled.

This harmonious and wonderful scene happened to fall in Ling Xiao's eyes.

Flower?

His expression moved.

glanced at Qian Xiaoduo, who was still slightly awake on the hospital bed.

He glanced at the smiling girl in the hospital gown on the swing outside.

Then his eyes swept over the fat child who walked unsteadily.

In the end, he couldn't admit that even a little broken boy who had just learned to walk knew how to use flowers to win his heart, how could he be a piece of wood?

Thinking like this, he walked to Qian Xiaoduo, and after carefully checking that he was okay, he hurriedly went to the flower shop.

It's just that...... Ling Xiao never expected that the moment the door was closed, the girl inside had already woken up.

Qian Xiaoduo stared at the ceiling with her eyes open, unable to take her eyes off for a long time.

Actually, when it was rolled out from the ward.

She was already awake.

It's just that......

She didn't want to open her eyes.

She didn't want to see Ling Xiao and the others.

Or rather......

She didn't know how she was going to face him yet.

The previous self obviously looked like she wanted to find Ling Xiao's theory, but an inexplicable flying disaster came to her, but it seemed to have robbed her of all her courage in an instant.

Theory?

What kind of position does she want to stand on?

She's not one of his? And what qualifications are there?