Chapter 1848: Lu Huanting is not dead

My brain was heavy, as if I had slept for a long, long night.

When Xinluo opened his eyes, he happened to see a picture of tranquility and serenity.

Lu Yuchen was sitting on the sofa next to the bed, whispering the fairy tales in the storybook in a deep magnetic voice.

As he spoke, he frowned, as if he was a little impatient.

However, his voice was extremely low and soft.

If you don't look at his expression, you will only think that he is a very caring father.

He holds a fairy tale book in his right hand and a small dumpling in his left hand.

Dudu, who was wearing a pink dress, was lying in his arms, breathing extremely evenly.

And on his other leg, there was another small figure lying on his stomach.

It's Youyou!

Youyou seemed to be very tired, but he didn't want to go home, so he lay on his father's lap and fell into a deep sleep.

On the sofa opposite Lu Yuchen, there was a familiar figure.

Brother is here!?

Yue Ze's appearance surprised Xinluo slightly.

He was looking down at his phone, and the expression on his face was a complex forbearance that Xinluo had never seen before.

I don't know what he saw, but he succeeded in piquing Xinluo's curiosity.

And beside his legs, there was another small ball obediently.

An An fell asleep on her uncle's lap with a small blanket on her stomach.

Xinluo wanted to call them, but this scene made her feel extremely happy and peaceful.

They are all the people she loves the most, and when she sees such a peaceful and beautiful scene, she doesn't want to break it at all.

Just then, the door opened.

Zhuo Yarong carried a can of soup and came in from outside the door.

She happened to see Xinluo, who opened her eyes, and her hand shook, almost knocking over the soup can.

"Xinluo...... Xinluo is awake! Doctors, doctors...... My daughter-in-law woke up......"

This shout immediately broke the silence in the room.

Lu Yuchen, Yue Ze, and the three little ones all woke up.

Seeing Xinluo's beautiful peach blossom eyes staring at them, the heart that had been hanging in the air finally fell.

After the doctor's examination, everything is normal, and as long as the wound is almost healed, he can be discharged from the hospital.

"Thank God, Amitabha, fortunately Xinluo is fine. No, I'm going to burn incense and make a vow...... I put the soup here, this is the mullet soup that Zhang's mother specially boiled for you. You drink it while it's hot, Mom goes first......"

Before Zhuo Yarong finished speaking, two crisp knocks on the door suddenly came from the door.

The doctor had just gone out, and the door hadn't closed yet.

Everyone followed the prestige and happened to see Lu Huanting standing at the door.

In the villa, although Sun Aitong's shot was dangerous, it was not fatal.

After rescue, the bullet was taken out, and it was considered to have been recovered.

Lu Huanting actually couldn't get out of bed, but he lived in the next ward.

When he heard that Xinluo had woken up, he insisted on wanting to come and see Xinluo.

Lu Qi couldn't help it, so he could only help him over.

At this moment, Lu Huanting looks as if he is more than ten years old in an instant.

The mental condition, the appearance and demeanor, all show the color of twilight.

He was hunched and struggling to stand by the door, bandaged and struggling.

There is no longer a person who has reached the prime of life, and the heroic and blazing demeanor.

At this moment, if he walks out side by side with Zhuo Yarong, he may be regarded as Zhuo Yarong's father.

"What are you doing here?" Seeing Lu Huanting, Zhuo Yarong's tone was cold, and even her demeanor became unnatural.

She knew that it was this person who delayed the time and reported the news, so that her daughter-in-law could be saved.

But the grace of saving lives is the grace of saving lives, and the hurdle in my heart that cannot be overcome is still unpassable.

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