"Of course not! Your mother's business has nothing to do with you. The canonization hurriedly explained.

Luo Yangyang didn't speak again, just hugged the saint and cried, and cried sadly for more than ten minutes.

She finally stopped crying.

In fact, Luo Yangyang knew in his heart that something had happened, and it was useless to cry again.

It's just that she can't suppress the sadness in her heart, and when she thinks of her mother lying on the hospital bed, her whole head wrapped in gauze, she can't control her surging tears.

Mother and daughter are connected, and the mother is now in the hospital bed whose life and death are unknown, how can she be indifferent.

"I want to see my mom." Luo Yangyang buried her head in the canonized shoulder, and after the tears were wiped away from his shirt, she slowly raised her head.

Under the backdrop of long black hair, Luo Yangyang's little face was even more pale, and a pink cherry mouth in the past was also white and bloodless at this time.

Feng Sheng looked at Luo Yangyang, whose eyes were full of sadness, but finally calmed down a little.

He carefully held her face lightly, wiped away her remaining tears one by one, and then nodded: "Okay, I'll take you there." ”

Luo Yangyang's figure was already thin, she became sad when she cried, her long hair like a waterfall fell down, and she could fall down at any time like a leaf in the wind.

After she got out of bed, Feng Sheng saw that she was so weak, so he wanted to carry her over, but Luo Yangyang insisted on walking over by himself.

It was not easy to force the canonization, so he half-hugged and half-supported her, and the two walked to the intensive care unit together.

The two were still in the corridor, and they saw Feng Qiyue sitting alone on a chair in the corridor from a distance.

Feng Qiyue saw Feng Sheng and Luo Yangyang coming over together, he glanced at them a few times, and then lowered his eyes and stared at the ground, without saying anything.

Seeing Feng Qiyue's silent and sad appearance, Luo Yangyang's heart was sour, and tears welled up in his eyes again.

But she endured it and stopped crying.

Luo Yangyang pursed her lips tightly, resisting the urge to cry, and with the support of the canon, she walked to the chair on Feng Qiyue's left and sat down.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't have asked my mother to pick me up, otherwise she wouldn't have had a car accident."

After sitting down, Luo Yangyang turned sideways, looked at the scenic garden beside him, and confessed sadly.

Yaquan has told Feng Qiyue about what happened.

Feng Qiyue looked at Luo Yangyang, two pairs of sad eyes were on each other, and both of them felt sour in their hearts.

"It's not your fault, kid."