Chapter 189: Sweet Dream Coma (Page 1/1)

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As soon as Lin Fang's heart was crossed, he had already injected the transparent liquid in the small needle into Deng Haoxian's body.

At the beginning, Deng Haoxian, who was still asleep, frowned tightly, and after being injected with transparent liquid, his brows began to stretch, and he fell into a deep sleep, with a kind face.

In his sleep, Deng Haoxian had already seen the person he wanted to see, and Xue'er, who had been thinking about it for more than 20 years, was looking at him gently from a distance.

Dressed in a floral white dress, with long hair fluttering, the so-called Yiren, slim and elegant, so good, you can see Xue'er.

Deng Haoxian wanted to take a step forward and take a closer look at her, but he was afraid, what should he do, in case Xue'er refused to forgive him, what would it ...... What to do?

Thinking of this, Deng Haoxian, who has always been vigorous and resolute at work, couldn't help but stop, and couldn't help but raise his head, and secretly looked at Xue'er opposite from a distance.

"Where are you still pestle, what are you doing? Stupid, hurry up and come with me, go home, Mingxuan is still home alone, waiting for the two of us to go back! ”

Xue'er's red lips in the distance opened lightly, and her gentle tone, with a hint of imperceptible temptation, raised a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, smiled, and asked.

Deng Haoxian was startled by Xue'er's tender appearance in the distance, and then raised a smile.

Probably this is a dream, how is it possible, Xue'er will be so gentle with him, but no matter what, he still willingly follows her, where she is, it is his paradise.

"Okay, I'll be right here, Cher. You wait for me. ”

Deng Haoxian responded softly, subconsciously quickened his pace, and walked up in pursuit.

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It is a flash in the pan, and it is just a dream after all, but some people, some love, always make people willingly indulge in this illusory dream, for that trace of touching love.

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The stars are moving, the white horse is passing through the gap, and time is always the same.

But for some people who are anxious, it is like a year, like sitting on pins and needles.

It has been a week since Deng Haoxian's coma.

Deng Haoxian's room was already full of medical research instruments.

"Why hasn't the old man woken up yet, what the hell is going on!"

Uncle Wu's brows have always been furrowed, he has always been unfazed, slow and reasonable, but after a week of torment, his temper has become extremely irritable.

Standing on the side of Deng Haoxian's bed, many professional doctors who were carefully examining suddenly shrank together, hugged each other, and trembled under the impatient and infiltrating momentum exuded by Uncle Wu's whole body.

Several people in white robes are bustling, you push me, I push you, I can't wait to push a representative to answer Uncle Wu's question.

"The Deng family has cultivated you for so long, and now it's been checked, it's been a week!

I haven't checked out the problems with my master's body yet, are you so-called experts all eating in your brains? ”

Uncle Wu's usual calmness has long since disappeared, and after enduring a week's anger, he can't bear to be exposed.

After decades of training and convergence on the underworld and white road, the momentum that has been exercised and converged has been released again!

"Steward Wu, after a week of perseverance and research by several of us, we found that the master may be physically weak, coupled with the previous fainting, the subconscious automatically activated self-protection, and he will always fall into a coma and find it difficult to wake up!" For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.