The doctor carefully examined and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with Zhao Siqing before Huo Jingchen let them go.

It's just that Zhao Siqing still didn't wake up, and it lasted until the morning of the third day, and she still didn't mean to wake up.

Huo Jingchen became more and more irritable, and his head always seemed to be bursting with a few clusters of flames.

The Huo family convened an expert group at home and abroad to study it carefully for a long time, but they still couldn't give an explanation for why Zhao Siqing didn't wake up for a long time.

Huo Jingchen smashed everything in the ward, and the air pressure around him became lower and lower.

Zhao Siqing still sheds tears from time to time, but no matter how Huo Jingchen talks to her, she refuses to wake up.

"Mr. Huo... Don't worry too much, the young lady is in good physical condition. An expert spoke uneasily under Huo Jingchen's gloomy gaze.

Huo Jingchen's eyes were scarlet, and he sneered: "Heh, good? Do you want me to let you be like this for the rest of your life? ”

She lay in bed for three days without any reaction, and these quacks even told him that she was all right!

Did they take him for a fool?

Several doctors looked at each other, unable to give a definite explanation for a while.

And at this moment, a sharp-eyed doctor said urgently: "It's moved... It's moving! The young lady's fingers moved! ”

After hearing this, a group of experts hurriedly stepped forward to check Zhao Siqing's condition.

Huo Jingchen held his breath and stared nervously at the pale woman on the hospital bed, obviously the nerves that had been tense were about to crush him.

Not long after, the long eyelashes trembled slightly, and Zhao Siqing slowly opened his eyes.

Huo Jingchen was stunned for a few seconds, his lips moved, and he wanted to say something as if he was afraid that he would disturb her, and it took a long time for a hoarse voice to come from his throat: "Qingqing......"

The man in front of him was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and there were two heavy patches of blue and black under his eyes, and even the stubble had grown a lot.

The moment he saw him, Zhao Siqing's tears rolled down uncontrollably, and the more fierce they became.

Huo Jingchen was a little anxious, held her hand tightly and whispered, "Don't cry, doesn't it hurt?" ”

Zhao Siqing wanted to speak, but his throat was so dry that he could barely make a sound.

Just listening to his words, the tears became more and more fierce.

Huo Jingchen furrowed his eyebrows, turned his head and grabbed the doctor closest to him, and said in a deep voice: "What's wrong with her?" ”

The doctor was also startled by the pair of gloomy eyes, but when he came back to his senses, he couldn't give a specific explanation, and then the beads of sweat on his forehead became more and more.

Zhao Siqing laboriously raised his arm and gently pulled the corner of Huo Jingchen's clothes, and said with some difficulty: "I'm fine." ”

Hearing her voice, Huo Jingchen regained some of his senses.

He poured her a glass of water, carefully helped her up a little, and said in a hoarse voice, "Is there anything uncomfortable?" ”

Zhao Siqing shook his head slightly, just looking at the man in front of him in a trance.

In her dreams, she went to her past life, to places she hadn't seen.

She has seen the struggle and hesitation behind his cruelty and ruthlessness, and she has also seen the pain and violence under his forbearance and calmness, she has seen the difficulty of his struggle to stand up step by step in those years, and she has also seen his insincere determination and pain.

She finally understood that he had so many bodies that he couldn't help himself, and finally understood that even if he was a crazy madman, he was also a madman who wanted to protect her.