"He, you... Ay. ”

Fan Xuhui's whole mind was confused.

What does that mean?

He doesn't understand.

The operating table slowly appeared in the eye.

An incomparably familiar face, sleeping quietly on it.

Fan Xuhui's feet were weak and he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Pan An caught it in time.

My heart was full of doubts.

People who were fine yesterday are now lying in the operating room.

"Don't be too sad as a family member, although he doesn't know when he will wake up, but he has saved his life."

The doctor patted Fan Xuhui on the shoulder.

"If fate is there, there is hope for everything."

Fan Xuhui clutched the bed rails with his hands, his eyes dry.

Pain in the heart.

It's all his fault.

If only he had gone out with him before.

Then nothing will happen to him.

If he is strong enough, then he will be fine.

It's all about yourself.

It's all his fault.

Tears, snapping.

Dropped on the bed rail.

Only one drop.

but he expressed his remorse.

"Hui Shao, don't be too sad, Luo Mio will be fine."

Pan An whispered comfort.

sighed in my heart.

It's really that sentence.

No one knows which one will come first, tomorrow or the accident.

Fan Xuhui pushed the bed silently and followed the nurse into the special elevator.

The expressionless face is full of coldness and steadyness.

It seemed like overnight.

He grew up from a babbling little child.

Pan An looked at the straight back from behind.

I feel that there are some flowers in front of me.

It was not as if the man he knew.

It's become strange.

But...

I looked at the sleeping people.

The price of such growth is not a little too great.

They have known each other for more than ten years.

No one knows better than him how much he loves those clothing styles.

And he was for a man he had only known for a few days.

Swap them all out.

Even a shift to what the other person wants.

This has not yet seen the dawn of victory.

And it happened again.

Pan An sighed heavily and stepped into the elevator.

As a good brother, the only thing he can do now.

It's to be by his side.

Help run errands and supervise him by the way.

Don't spoil your body.

lest when Luo Mio wakes up, he has a sloppy and miserable image and is gone.

Maybe you will be abandoned when the time comes.

Fan Xuhui ignored the injury on his hand.

put on an isolation gown and gloves, and gently carried Luo Mio to the bed.

Listen carefully to the doctor's advice and don't miss too much.

and so on to take care of everything.

Fan Xuhui only loosened his nerves a little.

Hold on to the wall to relieve dizziness in front of you.

"Hui Shao, take a break, come, drink saliva, you've been busy for so long."

Pan An persuaded worriedly.

Hand over the water that you have been carrying in your hand.

Fan Xuhui sat on a chair outside the intensive care room.

Reach out and get ready to catch the water.

Just ran into it.

A bone-piercing pain came suddenly.

The hand shrank suddenly.

It was only after he relaxed that his senses seemed to recover.

looked at the back of the hand and the palm of the hand, which was already bloody and fleshy.

A fist slammed into the wall again.

"Hui Shao!"

Pan An hurriedly went to pull.

"Don't be like this, Luo Mio is still waiting for you to help him take revenge, if you fall, what will he do?"

Fan Xuhui's mind immediately sobered up.

"Yes, you're right, Mio is still waiting for me."

Quickly getting up, he was going to clean up the wound on his hand.

You can't delay Mio because of yourself.

Walked a few steps and remembered something.

An intact hand hurriedly reached into the bag and took out a white mobile phone.

Rummag through and find the number that is remarked as the father.

Dial it in.

After a while, it was connected.

Fan Xuhui just wanted to identify himself, so he listened to the other party.