“…… Can I go see Babe tomorrow? Su Liang was stunned, then turned around, his face tense.

Looking at Qi Xiangyang's twisted eyebrows, he whispered uneasily, "Isn't it convenient?" Is it because your parents are also there, so you ......"

"There's nothing inconvenient, it's just that your current situation is not suitable for exertion." Qi Xiangyang interrupted her thoughts, closed his eyes, grabbed her hand and put it to his lips, and pecked it gently.

"I should have introduced you to my daddy mommy, but now is not the right time."

Bei Bei had an accident, and she couldn't get rid of Shuramen, now is not a good time to take her back to Qi's house, not to mention, there is also a little mint......

Qi Xiangyang's eyes shone up, and the hand holding Su Liang tightened slightly, he didn't want their mother and daughter to suffer the slightest grievance.

"I don't mind, I can pick my uncle and aunt to go to the hospital when they are not there, just take a look, Mint will stay at home, she won't cry with Jia Rui here, I will go and come back quickly."

Qi Xiangyang pursed his lips, the evil aura in his eyes brought out a trace of unruliness, and with a palpitating handsomeness, he bowed slightly, "Sleep well first, and I'll take you tomorrow." ”

"Hmm." After receiving an affirmative reply, Su Liang lowered his heart slightly, closed his eyes, and tossed and turned a few times, but finally he couldn't resist the fatigue of his body getting thinner and thinner, and fell asleep deeply.

Noticing the steady breathing of the people around him, Qi Xiangyang suddenly turned over and sat up.

The deep eyes stared firmly at the peaceful sleeping faces of their mother and daughter, and a trace of tenderness passed through the pupils, and with a long step, he stepped under the bed.

He took his coat off the hanger, turned around and walked out of the bedroom.

"Young master." The shadow flashed to him like a ghost.

Qi Xiangyang raised his eyes lazily, glanced at the thick night outside the window, and lifted his thin lips slightly, "Let's go, go meet that guy who is not human!" ”

****

Dinghua Hospital.

"Little Yue......"

An Moran looked at Gong Yue, who had not reacted since he heard that Gu Yuanbei had become a vegetative person, and her beautiful eyes were full of worry.

"If you're sad, cry out, don't scare Mommy like this." An Moran reached out and grabbed her daughter's cold hand tightly, and her long fingers touched her pale cheeks.

Gong Yue was close to her forehead, and she was still wrapped in a circle of gauze, and a circle of red blood oozed from the wound.

The petite body leaned against the head of the hospital bed, and the whole person was depressed, like a marionette without a soul.

An Moran wanted to say something, but was suddenly restrained by Gong Shaoming's raised hand, and gently patted the back of her hand to let her calm down.

For a long time, the ward was filled with extreme silence.

Gong Yue's eyes widened from the beginning, and she didn't have any reaction, sitting quietly on the bed with dull eyes.

Even Gu Qianqian, who was worried about her son, couldn't help but feel distressed when she saw her like this.

I want comfort, but I don't know what to say.

Now when it comes to Beibei, she is the first person who can't hold back her tears, Qi Ming couldn't stand it, and directly took the person out of the hospital in a semi-strong way.

"Mommy ......"

I don't know how long it took, but I saw Gong Yue raise her head faintly, tugged at the corners of her mouth, and spoke, "I'm hungry." ”

“……”

An Moran was stunned, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and hesitated for several seconds without responding.

It was Gong Shaoming who pressed the call bell and called the doctor.

Inevitably, it was another examination, and after a few minutes, the doctor put down the stethoscope in his hand, "I am very conscious, there should be no serious concussion, as long as the bruising of the wound has subsided, there will be no major problem." ”

"Mommy, I'm hungry." Gong Yue didn't seem to hear the doctor's words, and repeated in a low voice.