Xiao Zhaoye was still babbling about something, a few of them had just come to the modern era, and Feng Feng was their guardian. This is their first Chinese New Year's Eve, it's a holiday, I don't know what to do, and, because of the missing few people, coupled with Huang Hui's death, everyone is faintly aware of a potential danger, originally counting on Feng Feng to come back, everyone discussed together, but she suddenly disappeared for no reason, several teenagers, all frightened.

Ye Jia's voice was still calm: "Xiao Zhaoye, you take a few of them to have a good New Year." Don't wander around, if there's anything, you can come to me. ”

"Good. Dr. Yip, once you find your sister, give us a call as soon as possible. We were all in a hurry......"

"Okay."

He hung up the phone and immediately called Li Huan again, there are so many things, Li Huan, will he know nothing?

………

In the afternoon, the weather was miserable, but fortunately it didn't rain.

The wind was blowing coldly, there were fewer people in the hospital, those who could be discharged were discharged as much as possible, and many people rushed back to eat Chinese New Year's Eve.

The VIP room in the inpatient department is even more clean, and the hotel is like a hotel, so you can hardly feel that this is a hospital. However, no matter how luxurious the ward is, it is still a ward, especially at such a moment, it is not the slightest popularity.

This is the 11th floor, and through the window is a hanging garden with some carefully cultivated winter flowers from the greenhouse. Then, you can see a big red balloon hanging in the air in the distance, warmly heralding the arrival of the new year.

No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is lifeless in the eyes.

Li Huan retracted his gaze and only stared at the miserable white face on the wide hospital bed. She lay in the middle, like a frail child, with chapped lips and long eyelashes pressing down on her eyes, motionless, as if she would never open them again.

It's like a winter rose that withers overnight.

But then he realized that she was beautiful and moving—in fact, she had been beautiful for a long time, but her savage nature had only concealed these advantages.

After some time, he felt that his eyes were a little glazed, and he saw the long row of eyelashes flutter slightly.

"Hmm......"

A low moan.

He leaned down in ecstasy: "Feng Feng, Feng Feng ......"

She slowly opened her eyes, as if in a dream.

I didn't feel anything else, I just felt cold, like I was immersed in cold water.

"Feng Feng, is it better? What do you feel uncomfortable with? ”

She groaned, "Cold ......"

Cold? How can it be cold when it's covered so thickly?

He touched her forehead, which was warm, not cold. Touching her hand that was stretching out for a drip outside, it was also warm and not cold.

He pulled the quilt for her, gently put his hand on her exposed hand, and said softly, "I'm here, it won't be cold." ”

There was another long silence.

Finally, she slowly opened her eyes.

Her eyes rolled twice with difficulty, and she looked at his full head of white hair, and for a moment felt that this person was very strange, and she didn't know what kind of environment she was in.

Who is this man with full white hair?

Her voice was so weak that he almost had to put it on her lips to hear what she was saying.

"Li Huan?"

"Don't say anything, rest first, okay?" He smiled so happily that his voice was so soft that it was almost dripping, "I will always be with you, always with you, and in the future, I will never leave!" When you feel better, we'll talk again, and whatever you say, I'll listen. ”