749. Chapter 749 Pain shouldn’t belong to you [749]
The doctor was shocked, and quickly added: "Mrs. Cold is weak, as long as you replenish nutrition and blood supplement in time to recover!"
Leng Haoxuan's eyes stared at the doctor gloomyly, his voice was low: "There is no X -ray, are you sure she has no brain shock?"
"This needs to go to the hospital to make a movie."
"Then don't arrange it immediately!"
"But Mrs. Leng is still in a coma ..." The doctor said hesitantly: "It is best to wait for her to wake up."
"When will she wake up?"
The doctor replied: "Although I stopped blood, I am afraid it takes a while when I wake up."
Leng Haoxuan looked back faintly, and stared at Xia Zhenai, who was lying in the big bed | sleeping on the sleeping, and the bottom of his eyes was full of tension, and he couldn't wait: "I want to take it for her immediately!"
"Yes, I'll go immediately!"
The doctor arranged everything, and Leng Haoxuan sent Xia Zhenai to the hospital.
A few hours later, Leng Haoxuan watched Xia Zhenai's X -ray films, and the doctor explained one by one to determine that she did not have the danger of brain shock.
Leng Haoxuan's tight body has finally relaxed.
All doctors and nurses left with interest, and the room suddenly quietly.
Every breath of Xia Zhenai was clearly heard.
Leng Haoxuan sat gently by the bed, holding her cold little hand, and her low eyes stared at her for a long time ... She has been sitting on the side of the bed with a stiff posture.
Qi Huan knocked on the door and stepped in: "Master, the young grandma's painting has been taken back, now waiting for you to deal with it."
Leng Haoxuan raised his eyebrows: "Open."
Qi Huan immediately opened it and placed the painting on the table by the bed.
It was Xia Zhenai's side face wearing a wedding dress to go to the side face on the street, exquisite pale cheeks, and helplessly sorrowful expression, as if it was a little girl who lost her on the street.
Leng Haoxuan narrowed her eyes, and the picture that she fell helplessly in the snow was vivid.
He tried to press his roll in his heart, raised his hand slightly, and stroked Xia Zhenai in the painting, as if feeling her sadness and despair at the time.
Leng Haoxuan hugged his lips coldly and laughed at strangely, "Am I doing it wrong?"
Qi Huan bowed his head: "Master Master, any decision you made is for the young grandma."
Leng Haoxuan smiled sullenly: "But every injured person always her."
"Grandma will understand the hardship of the young master." Qi Huan hesitated, and continued: "Grandma will do this, also to hope that the young master will not give up easily."
"Do I still have a chance?" Leng Haoxuan smiled coldly: "It will be separated sooner or later, why bother to increase her pain."
Watching his beloved people leave with his own eyes, and the feeling of powerlessness, no one will be more clear than him.
Qi Huan didn't dare to speak anymore.
Leng Haoxuan and Xia Zhenai couldn't easily exclude difficulties together.
However, God is always reluctant to let them go.
He thought Leng Haoxuan was the darling of heaven.
However, he has never been loved by heaven.
Three years ago, because of Xia Xia's departure, he had been in pain for more than three years.
Three years later, because of his illness, because of Xia Zhenai, his body and mind have suffered more pain
Leng Haoxuan's dark eyes slowly fell from the painting on Xia Zhen's pale cheeks, holding her little hand tightly, and even how long he would live in this world.
How can she give her forever happiness.
Seemingly omnipotent him, for the first time, he felt desperate and could not see the future.
Leng Haoxuan opened her hair, leaned slightly, and gently kissed at her wound: "Zhen Ai, you have done enough for me, the pain should not belong to you ..."