Xia Changyue's nerves froze, and without thinking about it, he reached out and pushed the door open and walked inside.

Before he walked to the hospital bed, he first saw Yang Muya who pounced on Xia Hua.

The wound on Yang Muya's foot was still bleeding, the gauze was somewhat scattered but not re-bandaged, her clothes were wrinkled, and even her hair was scattered......

Seeing such a picture, Xia Changyue's tears fell at once.

In her impression, Yang Muya has always been dignified and elegant, she will be so out of control, she is afraid that Xia Hua has ......

"Dad......" Xia Changyue just opened his mouth and shouted, but he choked up and couldn't make a sound.

Just as he was about to step forward, he saw Yang Muya stop crying and slowly turn her head.

"Yueyue, your father...... He woke up......" Yang Muya said with a dry throat, the tears on her face were full of joy that she couldn't hide.

Hearing this, Xia Changyue's petite body was stunned, and immediately, his eyes widened, and the tears that poured into his eyes froze before they could fall, and his big eyes blinked, looking at Yang Muya in disbelief.

What did she just say? Her dad isn't dead, he's woken up?!

Xia Changyue seemed to be completely frozen, and he just stood in place for half a sound, leaning on Yan Chengchi's arms and not moving.

When she came back to her senses, she hurriedly rushed forward with an arrow.

Seeing Xia Hua, who was opening her eyes on the hospital bed and looking at her with tears in her eyes, all the pictures in her mind seemed to have been pulled out in an instant, leaving only a blank space.

Even his ears seemed to be deaf, and he didn't hear anything, only a buzzing sound.

Xia Changyue opened her mouth and wanted to call her father, but when she opened her mouth, she didn't dare to make a sound.

It's like a person who is immersed in a sweet dream, afraid that as soon as he speaks, the dream will disappear.

For more than four years, with the departure of Xia's mother, Xia Changyue has begun to feel that even if her father can't wake up and has to survive on a respirator, as long as he is alive, it will be a gift from God to her.

She never dared to hope that one day, he would really be sober, open his eyes, and look at her precious daughter again......

But when she really saw Xia Hua wake up, the surprise came too suddenly, and everything was like a dream.

"Yueyue, what are you doing in a daze, come over here and let your father take a good look at you." Yang Muya saw Xia Changyue's sluggish appearance, and her originally excited emotions slowly calmed down and beckoned to Xia Changyue.

Xia Changyue looked up at her, then turned her head to look at Xia Hua, and after about half a minute, as if she had suddenly woken up, she threw herself towards the hospital bed and reached out to hug Xia Hua.

"Daddy......"

Tears rolled down from the eye sockets like pearls with broken threads, but they were in a completely different state of mind from just stepping into the ward.

Xia Changyue pressed her face tightly against Xia Hua's chest, crying like a child for a moment.

Kept shouting "Daddy".

Xia Hua's eyes were red, and the tears in the corners of his eyes flickered, and he couldn't help crying after all.

The eyeballs rolled, and he wanted to raise his hand to touch his precious woman, but he could only move his fingers when he was half-loud.

Xia Changyue was immersed in excitement, and when she came back to her senses, she suddenly remembered something, turned around, looked behind her, and looked at Yan Chengchi's deep black eyes, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull him over.

Pulled in front of Xia Hua.

"Dad, do you remember him? He is Yan Chengchi, what happened back then, in fact, it was a conspiracy, for so many years, he has always loved me very much, I love him very much, we are reconciled, just wait for you to wake up and officiate the wedding for us. ”