Ling Mo led Ning Yuanlan and walked in, looked at Heng Jinghui for a while, and both sides nodded.

"Uncle Heng, I'm sorry." Ning Yuanlan apologized to Heng Jinghui in a whisper, "They didn't let Xiaoxi come back." ”

"It doesn't matter, they just want to have bigger chips when they keep Xiaoxi, and I don't blame you for this." Heng Jinghui nodded, and didn't mean to blame Ning Yuanlan at all, it was not up to them to choose who to come back.

Mingxu ...... Mingxu ...... "Suddenly, Liang Muqiu, who was sick, became excited, and the three of them followed the prestige, Ning Yuanlan found that Zhou Ming's fingers were moving, although in their opinion, it was only a slight finger moving, but Ning Yuanlan had experienced such a feeling, the feeling of falling asleep and not wanting to wake up, pretending that he was dead, and when he suddenly wanted to wake up one day, that kind of unbearable struggle was very anxious.

Because I know that the person I love is staying by the chuang, as long as I try to open my eyes and try to wake up, I can see him and come out of despair, so I have been working hard.

"Miss Liang, you talk to him more and say something that will wake her up" Heng Jinghui came over and persuaded Liang Muqiu.

When Liang Muqiu heard this, he looked at Heng Jinghui suspiciously, and there were a thousand words in his heart, but at this time, he didn't know how to speak, and which sentence to start talking about.

Seeing this, Ning Yuanlan smiled very understandingly, and said to Liang Muqiu, "Miss Liang, you tell him that he is still alive now, and there is nothing abnormal about his body, saying that you are also alive, you are waiting for him to wake up, as long as he opens his eyes, he can see you, and you should encourage him to ......"

"Mingxu!" Liang Muqiu seemed to be sorted out in an instant, grabbing Zhou Mingxu's hand, with tears in his eyes, "I never thought that you were still alive, holding your ashes that day, how desperate I was, Mingxu, do you understand how I feel now?" You are lying in front of you, I can still hold your hand, your hand is warm, warmer than mine, do you feel it? ”

Liang Muqiu said, and with his other hand, he rubbed the tears that flowed down his face, and then went to Mo Zhou Mingxu's emaciated face, "Mingxu, I'm mo your face, do you feel it?" This is my hand! ”

At this time, Liang Muqiu was pleasantly surprised to find that Zhou Mingxu's hand she was holding was slowly exerting force, and then, holding her hand, she looked down at the big palm holding her small hand, although she was thin and slender, but these hands were familiar to her, because when she was ignorant, she thought about holding this hand, and from now on, we will go to the end of our lives together.

At this moment, this hand was grasping her hand, and the force was getting tighter and closer.

Liang Muqiu withdrew the hand on Zhou Mingxu's face and held Zhou Mingxu's right hand, "Mingxu, you have to wake up, I'm waiting for you here, I won't leave, if you wake up, you can see me ......"

Finally, Zhou Mingxu's eyelids moved and moved again, Liang Muqiu was so excited that he held his breath, even the tears stopped flowing, and stared at Zhou Mingxu's eyes intently.

His eyelids kept moving, and the eyeballs under his eyelids were slowly moving, and finally, he opened them suddenly!

The moment Zhou Mingxu opened his eyes, Heng Jinghui closed the curtains of the ward, and the light in the ward immediately dimmed.