He was also so deeply aware of the strength of the hugging hands - hehe, hehe, hehe... Even in this state of mind, he couldn't help but laugh: Qiao Xiaomai, do you know? It's been so many years.
, you have never hugged me like this!
Really, it was a hug, a hard hug. At that moment, her whole body seemed to have turned into a vine, growing on his body, as if she had to parasitize his strength to survive...
Yi Xiangxi's eyes were wet, and he couldn't help lowering his head and kissing her gently. His voice was surprisingly gentle: "I'm back... Xiaomai, don't worry, I'm back..."
She was speechless and just hugged him tightly. This shameless guy always blamed her for scaring her and sorry for her. However, in the end, she was the one who shed tears every time...
How did he come back? What had he experienced? What happened to the plane crash? Why didn't you tell me anything before you had a plan? Why did you let me be worried and scared to death at home alone?...
Thousands of questions came to her mind, but she couldn't ask a word. Only tears welled up in her eyes desperately...
This damn guy, she had planned to expose him when she saw him again, and even if it didn't work, she would give him a slap in the face until his mouth was full of blood... But, at this moment, she couldn't do anything.
I forgot, let alone hit him, my hands were too weak to lift...
"Don't be afraid, Mai, don't be afraid..."
"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough..."
Someone coughed, coughed loudly, and laughed in a weird way, "Mr. Yi, now is not the time to be intimate. You will have a lot of time in the future..."
Qiao Xiaomai woke up from a dream and hurriedly pushed him away and took a step back.
Standing at the door were Song Weichao and three very unfamiliar faces. Everyone looked at the man and woman with understanding smiles on their faces.
She took a step back and quickly wiped away her tears. Yi Xiangxi patted her shoulder, and both of them looked at the child on the bed.
"Xiaobai, look at Xiaobai..."
"Ha, it's really hard for you two. Do you still remember Xiaobai? Do you still remember your sick daughter? Hehe, I thought you two had forgotten..."
Yi Xiangxi ignored his cynicism at all, looked at the three unfamiliar faces, and said to Qiao Xiaomai: "I have invited three experts, and they will make a diagnosis of the child's condition immediately..."
Qiao Xiaomai stood back silently and looked at the three foreign experts carefully. All three of them had typical European looks, except for one old man who was very dry and tall, and was like a bamboo pole floating horizontally in the room.
, with a very eerie chill, as soon as he gets close, people can't help but stay far away from him.
Qiao Xiaomai noticed that Song Weichao had been following the other two experts with a smile, but intentionally or unintentionally kept a certain distance from the tall bamboo pole, as if he was afraid of getting close to him.
Two normal famous doctors first consulted Xiaobai. Both of them frowned and could not make a conclusion for a while. Obviously, this situation was beyond their expectation. They had rarely encountered such a situation.
Case study. When they left and it was Gao Zhugan's turn, his consultation method was different. He just looked at Xiaobai's hair over and over again for a long time.