Mother Han was not as calm as Mr. Han and Father Han, and her tears burst out uncontrollably.
He wanted to touch Han Shaoqi's cheek, but he couldn't reach it because of the oxygen mask between him.
The doctor looked at a group of people gathered here, and seemed to want to continue, so he hurriedly said, "Young Master Han still needs to be transferred to the intensive care unit for closer observation. He may even need another surgery later to remove the congestion in the brain.
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Han's father hurriedly let go of Han Shaoqi's hand, but Han's mother was a little reluctant to let go, but finally let go.
Every time he pushed Han Shaoqi forward, a group of people followed him.
It wasn't until Han Shaoqi was transferred to the intensive care unit that the footsteps behind him stopped.
The doctor then ordered, "I will pay attention to Mr. Han at all times, but the patient cannot be disturbed."
Mr. Han said, "Don't worry, we won't talk, we just want to look at Qi'er."
Seeing this, the doctor nodded. When he walked out of the ward, he breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't help but sigh.
Mr. Han just gave himself a death order, telling him that Han Shaoqi must be saved.
However, Young Master Han's injuries are too serious, whether he can wake up is another matter.
Even if the doctor changes, he may not be able to do anything to deal with such a serious injury, but if the patient's will to survive is strong enough, he may be able to create a miracle.
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Fuyao was hiding in the house arranged by Song Gang. In the past few days, her right eyelid kept twitching.
As the saying goes, if the left eye jumps to make money, the right eye jumps to disaster, Huangfu Yao clasped his hands together, and nothing will happen to him again.
I've been avoiding Han Shaoqi these days, and I don't know what's going on with him there?
Mother Han must be very disappointed with herself.
In the past few days, in order to avoid being found by Han Shaoqi, or more accurately, by Mr. Han behind him, the number of calls he had with Song Gang was very few.
I'm afraid they will track the location based on the phone number.
I was so anxious in the house that I didn't dare to call Song Gang.
Huangfu Yao scratched his hair irritably, his delicate little face was now full of worry, and his eyes were not as lively as before.
As for Song Gang, since Luo Qian was invited out by Ning Xiaotong last time, Luo Qian tried to persuade Ning Xiaotong many times, but Ning Xiaotong never opened the door again.
Luo Qian understood that Xiaotong didn't even want to believe herself.
They were indescribably sad, but seeing Ning Xiaotong gradually returning to normal life, Luo Qian and Song Gang breathed a sigh of relief.
It doesn't matter if you don't see yourself, the most important thing is that Xiaotong should take good care of herself.
Luo Qian often followed Xiaotong and watched her go into the supermarket and pick and choose, which made Luo Qian feel a little less sad.
I'm really afraid that Xiaotong is making fun of her own body.
However, the most common happy smile on Xiaotong's face in the past has disappeared without a trace.
Now Ning Xiaotong is like a puppet without a soul, just following the body's instinct, living an empty and numb life, her face is always indifferent and expressionless.
There is no sadness, no joy, just peace.
"Song Gang, what should I do? I don't want to see Xiaotong live like this anymore." Luo Qian buried her head in Song Gang's arms, her voice was muffled, and there was a hint of water in her eyes.
Song Gang also sighed, Ning Xiaotong like this is really worrying.
Just at this moment, the cell phone rang.
Seeing Song Gang's eyebrows frowning more and more, Luo Qian's heart also started to pound.