Leng Haoxuan sat gently by the bed, holding her still cold hand, her body was soft like cotton, her eyebrows frowned tightly, and she looked painful.
Her chest was slightly undulating, reminding him that she hadn't died yet.
His faint eyes fell on her lower abdomen, and he had already taken medicine.
However, on the bandage, I still vaguely see the blood silk.
Thinking of her move just now, she seemed to be holding his heart with a knife.
He held her hand slightly, and didn't know what was going on. She just felt inexplicably scared, and she suddenly became like this?
The condition of worsening is made, and how can her body be boiled.
Leng Haoxuan leaned his head slightly and put her face in her palms. She couldn't say a word, or she held her hand tightly, suppressing the sadness of the mountains and the sea.
I really dare not imagine, next time, while he does not pay attention, she will do something more dangerous, making him feel painful.
She can't leave him.
He never allows her to disappear in front of him!
Suddenly, he didn't know why, the corner of his eyes was wet, and a drop of tears dripped in her palm.
"Zhen Ai ..."
He just called her name gently, but always couldn't say a word.
If possible, I really want to bear all this for her.
Even if he lost his life.
However, it was punished by punishing his beloved woman, which was more painful than asking his life.
Leng Haoxuan's breathing suffocated, and felt that the nasal cavity had a thorn pain. Suddenly, there was a heat flow overflowing, dripping in Xia Zhenai's palm.
He frowned slightly and looked up.
The blood of her palms couldn't help but make his pupils tight, silent for a while, and then pulled out the paper towels on the side to wipe the blood of the palm of her palm nervously.
Immediately, he wiped his nosebleeds at will, and he didn't want to let the blood stain her body anymore.
Mowing
Mowing
Xia Zhenai was lying in the big bed | It was drowsy, and her body was fluttering.
I don't know how long it has been sleeping.
She felt that the dream was bloody, but she wanted to wake up but helpless.
This dream makes her feel that the whole person is tired.
She even felt that her soul had been pulled away from her body, and her breathing began to suffocate, and she couldn't get through.
As if everything is stopped ...
At this time, she felt a warm and humid touch of her palms, which made her think that she was about to be silent, and suddenly trembled.
Is that tears?
Who was crying by her?!
Suddenly, the ears were constantly filled with familiar and elegant calls.
It seems to be Haoxuan.
Is Hao Xuan crying?!
Xia Zhenai's heart trembled, frowned tightly, and wanted to open her eyes to look at it, but she felt that her eyelids were heavy, so she couldn't open her eyes.
I can only shout helplessly in my heart: "Hao Xuan ... Hao Xuan ..."
The little hand unconsciously wants to hold Leng Haoxuan's big hand.
"Hao Xuan ..."
Hearing the shouting of Xia Zhen's coma, Leng Haoxuan immediately slowed down, leaned over, staring tightly at her: "Zhen Ai, I am there, wake up and look at me!"
He has been sitting in bed and watching her, and he never dares to leave her for half a walk for 24 hours.
I just want her to open her eyes and see him for the first time.
Let her feel at ease.
How could she know that now she can involve every nerve on his body. Leng Haoxuan sits gently by the bed, holding her still cold hand, her body is soft like cotton, her eyebrows are tightly tightly
Stir, a very painful look.
Her chest rose and fell slightly, reminding him that she was not dead yet.
His faint gaze gradually fell on her lower abdomen, where medicine had already been applied.
However, there were still faint traces of blood on the bandage.
Thinking of her actions just now, it was like cutting his heart with a knife.
He held her hand and shivered slightly. He didn't know what was going on, but he felt inexplicably scared. Would she suddenly become like this?
The condition was compounded by how her body should endure it.
Leng Haoxuan bowed his head slightly and put his face in her hand. He couldn't say a word, but he still held her hand tightly, suppressing the overwhelming sadness in his heart.
I really can't imagine that next time, when he is not paying attention, she will do something more dangerous and make him miserable.
She can't leave him.
He would never allow her to disappear in front of him!
Suddenly, for some reason, the corners of his eyes became wet, and a tear fell on her palm.
"Zhenai..."
He just called her name softly, but could not say a word.
If possible, I really want to bear all this for her.
Even if it costs his life.
However, he punished the woman he loved, which was even more painful than killing him.
Leng Haoxuan's breath was suffocated, and he felt a sting in his nose. Suddenly, a stream of heat overflowed and dripped on Xia Zhenai's palm.
He frowned slightly and raised his eyes.
The trace of blood on her palm made his pupils tighten. He was silent for a long time before he took out the tissue beside him and nervously wiped the blood on her palm.
Immediately, he wiped away his nosebleed casually, not wanting the blood to contaminate her body anymore.
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Xia Zhenai was lying on the big bed, feeling groggy and light.
I don't know how long I slept.
She felt that the dream was very bloody and tried to wake up but was unable to do so.
This dream made her feel very tired.
She even felt that her soul had been separated from her body, and her breathing began to become more and more suffocated, making it somewhat difficult to breathe.
It seems that everything is about to stop...
At this moment, she felt a warm moisture touch her palm, which made her heart, which she thought was about to fall silent, suddenly tremble.
Are those tears?
Who is crying next to her?!
Suddenly, familiar and elegant calls floated in my ears again and again.
It seems to be Haoxuan.
Is Haoxuan crying?!
Xia Zhenai's heart trembled and she frowned tightly. She wanted to open her eyes and take a look, but she felt that her eyelids were heavy and she couldn't open her eyes no matter what.
All I could do was struggle in my heart and shout helplessly: "Haoxuan...Haoxuan..."
His little hand unconsciously wanted to hold Leng Haoxuan's big hand.
"Haoxuan..."
Hearing Xia Zhenai's shout while unconscious, Leng Haoxuan immediately recovered, leaned over slightly, and stared at her closely: "Zhenai, I'm here, wake up and look at me!"
He had been sitting by the bed looking at her sleeplessly, never daring to take a step away from her, and had been waiting for twenty-four hours.
I just want her to see him as soon as she opens her eyes.
Make her feel at ease.
How could she know that now every tiny move of hers could affect every nerve in his body.