Then Fuka and the others followed the doctor's footsteps to the intensive care monitoring room, seeing that Zhengdao was pushed in, Fuqua and they could only look at Zhengdao, and they could only beg for Zhengdao to recover and return to their side as soon as possible.

Fuka could only observe everything inside through the glass, and Fuka found that he was lying quietly on the hospital room in the righteous way, without a trace of blood on his face, his whole body was motionless, his eyes were closed, he was wearing an oxygen mask in his mouth, and his pulse was beating a little.

Righteous Path, Righteous Path, Fuka pressed his face to the glass and softly shouted Righteous Path.

Although Fucca wanted to go in, but he knew that this was the intensive care unit, and no one could enter except the doctor, Fuqua didn't know how many times he shouted, but Zhengdao was still lying quietly on the hospital bed, without opening his eyes, without a trace of change, and it was at this time that Fuqua found that the uncle who loved Zhengdao the most was not here, and he didn't know when and where.

Fuca looked around, but still couldn't find his uncle.

Where did my uncle go back, he was obviously here just now? When he was in doubt, his uncle appeared quietly, and his uncle seemed to be talking to himself as he walked.

Thank you, thank you for your concern for the righteous path, you are also tired, go back and rest, he has been pushed into the custody unit now, I can just be here alone.

Everyone wanted to say something, but no one spoke, and they all left, and only Fuca could feel it most deeply, and his uncle was indeed very haggard and could not be disturbed any longer, although everyone was still very worried about the right way.

The child has finally passed the difficult time now, he is very strong, he will be fine, all our teachers and classmates are still waiting for him to go back to school. Before leaving, Mr. Wang reluctantly comforted his uncle.

Well, he'll go back, he'll definitely go back. Uncle's eyes moistened again.

Then we will go first, and you must rest and rest, you are the hope of the righteous path, and if you are tired, what can you do with the righteous path.

I will, thank you, thank you, thank you.

The uncle looked at Mr. Wang and smiled with satisfaction.

Fuca looked at his uncle with an indescribable feeling, but he knew that it didn't matter what he said now, and the father-son affection between each other that was important had deeply infected the righteous path.

Teacher Wang looked at Fuka, turned around and walked out of the building.

Fuka looked at his uncle again, and his uncle looked at Fuqua and nodded, and Fuqua nodded, and then Fuqua ran out of the building and caught up with Mr. Wang.

Teacher Wang... RIGHT TO HIM ...

Teacher Wang stopped and looked at Fuqua very meaningfully.

What did you find?

Nothing, I just felt like something wasn't right.

Actually, I won't tell you, I also vaguely feel it, but what else can we do except wish him a speedy recovery, don't think about it anymore, he will be fine, he will definitely get better.

Well, he's going to be fine, he's going to be fine. Fouca shouted loudly to the sky, and he thought the righteous path would hear it.

Back to studying, Fuka and the head of teaching, Ms. Wang, separated.

Walking on the school playground, Fuka thought a lot, and before he knew it, he came to the door of the dormitory.