"Find a way to get Haitang out of the hospital!" Li Xiaohu ordered.
"Yeah!" Huang Bing'er nodded.
"Hurry!" Li Xiaohu ordered again.
"Okay. I will use the people from Nanhua City to get Begonia out!" Huang Bing'er nodded. Huang Bing'er immediately dialed the phone. After the two parties exchanged passwords, Huang Bing'er immediately ordered the killer lurking in Nanhua City to
Begonia from the Central Hospital was taken out.
Not long after Li Xiaohu returned to the factory, news came from Nanhua City that Haitang had been rescued from the hospital. Huang Bing'er immediately asked them to return to Jiangbei City. Li Xiaohu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot at this time. Haitang jumped off the building, although he knew
It was not serious and not life-threatening, but Li Xiaohu was anxious inside.
At ten o'clock in the evening, a black commercial vehicle drove into the abandoned factory quickly. Li Xiaohu rushed out first. Then, two strong men hurriedly opened the door and carried the stretcher down. Haitang was lying on the stretcher, with her head on her head.
It was still wrapped in white gauze, with traces of blood oozing out of it.
"Begonia!" Li Xiaohu hurriedly rushed forward. Looking at Begonia on the stretcher, Li Xiaohu wanted to die. Unexpectedly, in just over a month, Begonia turned out to be like this, tender and tender.
The jade-like skin was so sallow, his eyes were closed tightly, and his lips were dry and white. Li Xiaohu gritted his teeth. He knew that Haitang must have suffered a lot, otherwise how could he have survived in such a short period of time?
How to force a person to look like this?
Haitang on the stretcher seemed to hear Li Xiaohu's call, and she opened her eyes leisurely. She showed a sweet smile and said: "Xiaohu, are you dreaming? Or am I already dead? Unexpectedly, at this time,
It’s so nice to still be able to see you!”
"No, no, Haitang, this is not a dream, but the real world!" Li Xiaohu held Haitang's hand and said, "If you don't believe me, touch me!"
As he spoke, Li Xiaohu held Haitang's hand and covered his face. Haitang's hand was very cold.
"It's really a little warm. Is it an illusion?" Haitang muttered. From beginning to end, she never dared to admit that this was the real world. For more than a month, she had had enough of the torture in real life. Rather than return to reality,
In life, it is better to accompany Xiaohu in dreams. Haitang's eyes always seemed to have no focus. She looked at Xiaohu and seemed to be staring at the bright moon in the sky.
