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Chapter 170: Please let me meet him 8

He Rui frowned deeply. When he had just returned to the Lin family's old house to get food, he heard Sister-in-law Li say that his grandfather had gone to see his eldest brother in the morning. Grandpa really had the idea of ​​​​letting his eldest brother marry Muloluo. However, Haoran had not made it yet.

After passing the critical period, she is still unconscious. Muloluo still doesn't know about this. What if Haoran wakes up one day and she gets married again. Wouldn't this be more entangled than Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai?

Why do everything come together?

Lin Xinya saw He Rui frowning and said nothing for a long time, then walked away, "I have a meeting in the afternoon and I don't have time to spend time with you. Goodbye."

He Rui watched Lin Xinya's tall and straight figure walking further and further away, shook his head and left. In fact, even he himself didn't know what to say, it was just a mess.

When the nurse came for routine rounds in the evening, she said to Mu Luoluo, "Mr. Lin is so kind to you."

Muloluo chuckled disapprovingly, "What's wrong with him?"

Xiangya Hospital can be said to be an aristocratic hospital. Those who come here are either rich or noble. The nurse also heard that this patient is pregnant with Shao Lin’s child. Oh my God, Shao Lin, you are a top-notch man who dare not play with you from a distance.

Ah, even Xiao thinks he is too high-spirited. The expression on this beautiful woman's face is as if he is some kind of plague god.

"Isn't he very nervous about your condition today? Before leaving, he specifically asked Dr. Huang about your condition and told us to take good care of you."

Dr. Huang is the short, fat, obstetrics and gynecology authority who Qi Zhuohua is very afraid of.

After the little nurse left, Mulolo still disapproved of Lin Xinya's behavior.

In order to help her have a miscarriage, Dr. Huang had sacrificed his own blood. He stewed traditional Chinese medicine for her and brought it to Muloluo's room on time every day. This traditional Chinese medicine was more bitter than coptis. Originally, she was afraid of pinching Muloluo's nose.

Only then could I force her to drink it. Unexpectedly, she didn't say a word. She just frowned and drank it in one breath.

After drinking for three consecutive days, Muloluo's heart finally fell to the ground because she had stopped bleeding. Does this mean her child was saved?

Dr. Huang also breathed a sigh of relief and told Mulolo with a smile that she could get out of bed and move around a little.

Mulolo smiled happily, finally able to stretch his limbs comfortably.

The easternmost ward on the same floor as hers was still gloomy and gloomy.

The doctor announced that Zeng Haoran was finally out of danger, but he was still unconscious, like a vegetative state.

He Rui came to visit and comfort Zeng's mother every day. Seeing the depressed mother, He Rui suggested calling Zeng's father to come over. Unexpectedly, Zeng's mother sternly refused, "No, we must not let him know that Haoran was in a car accident and was unconscious."

Not awake."

He Rui was surprised and asked why?

Mother Zeng's eyes suddenly filled with tears, "He is old and has a heart disease. He can't stand the stimulation. If he knows that something happened to Haoran, won't it cost his life?"

No wonder, these days, she has been alone and refused to notify her uncle to come over. That's why.

He Rui was dejected and had no choice but to come over to visit more diligently.

At night, Muloluo couldn't sleep no matter what. As soon as he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with Haoran's handsome and elegant face and every detail of their time together~~

They have been separated for a few days. Haoran, what are you doing now? Do you miss you as much as I do?

Muloluo stood up and walked to the balcony, looking up at the stars in the sky. The bright starry sky and the bright moon were in the sky, but it was no longer so beautiful. Without that person to set it off, the moonlight was just moonlight, cold and bright, and no longer warm.

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