Moran Ember subconsciously ran to her right, believing in her child. It's a mother's instinct.

Moran Ember didn't know how long she had been running, and when she stepped out of the deep forest and stopped, Moran Ash's limbs were trembling.

Moran Ember staggered, and the whole person fell directly to the ground, and when Moran Ember finally lost consciousness, she saw a vague figure squatting beside her.

The image of her child was amazing.

Moran Ember almost struggled with his last strength, holding the child's hand tightly.

And all she came into contact with was cold, no warmth.

"Mom, don't come to me."

"You have to live well, Mom, go back."

Moran Ember only felt that the small hand in her hand was gradually breaking free from the confinement of her big hand, and even though she was holding it so hard, it still couldn't keep her.

"No!"

Moran Ember opened her eyes suddenly, but what entered her eyes was her husband's face and those reddened eyes.

"Ash, you're awake." Fang Yabo looked at Mo Lan Ember worriedly, holding Mo Lan Ash's hand tightly with both hands, refusing to let go.

Moran Ember almost scared him to death, he had never been so panicked.

Moran Ash's heartbeat dropped suddenly, if he hadn't stayed by Lan Ash's side at night, maybe just like the doctor said, on this night, Lan Ash would have died quietly and silently.

This was the second time, and this was the second time Fang Yabo had received the signal of Lan Yan's death.

Fortunately, the doctor rescued him in time and sent Lan Ember back to him safely.

Fang Yabo looked at his wife with a pale face, and his heart had a terrible headache. His eyes moved to the cold sweat on Moran's forehead, and he subconsciously stretched out his left hand to wipe the cold sweat off her forehead, but when his hand was about to touch Moran's forehead, he suddenly retracted.

Fang Yabo blew on his left hand, breathing hot air to make his hand less cold, before reaching out to wipe the cold sweat from Moran's forehead.

"Ya Bo."

Moran Ember was moved by Fang Yabo's action, and couldn't help but shout out Yabo. But when she shouted these two words, she realized how dependent she was on Ya Bo.

The dream was so real, so real that she thought she would be trapped in the dream forever and never wake up again. At the most dangerous moment, she still shouted her husband's name.

Fang Ya Bo, this man occupies a third of her life.

"I'm here." Fang Yabo listened to Mo Lanyan's hoarse voice, and his eyebrows couldn't hide the distress.

"Ya Bo."

"I'm here."

"Ya Bo."

"I'm here."

"That's good."

Even though Mo Lanshen stubbornly shouted over and over again, Fang Yabo responded to them all one by one. There is not a hint of impatience.

Moran Ember looked at the man he loved so much, and his eyes were moistened again.

It's good that she can still see him, and he's still by her side.

"I'm here." Fang Yabo looked at Mo Lanyan, who was suffering from gains and losses, and this big man couldn't help but redden.

After Lan Ember was rescued, he fell into a coma. He was always by Lan Ash's side.

At three o'clock in the morning, Lan Ember suddenly called his name, and with just one sound, he came to his senses. He clasped Lan Ash's two hands waving in the air to keep her from catching a cold.

But Lan Shen kept shouting his name, over and over again.

The voice was so desperate, as if she couldn't see him, lost him.

Her repetition was weak, and he was heartbroken when he listened.

He didn't know how many times he replied to me, but he didn't get the slightest response from her.

So when Lan Ember woke up, no matter how many times she shouted Ya Bo, he should do it.

At least the embers he felt were still alive and real by his side.

This feeling of loss, he didn't want to go through it a second time.

By her side, he was a husband and nothing more.