"Thank you! Miss Xia!" Caesar stretched out his hand.
Xia Yucheng also stretched out her hand to shake his hand gently: "You're welcome! You are Teacher Lu's friend, I should help."
After saying that, she looked at Lu Licheng inadvertently, and Lu Licheng met her gaze, his eyes dark...
…
After exiting the gate, Xia Yucheng said goodbye to them and got into the car.
"Lu, are your legs really okay?" Caesar asked as he watched the car disappear.
Lu Licheng moved his foot slightly. It hurt, and he couldn't help but frown. Losing his body balance was the easiest way to cause damage to the prosthetic limb. The move upstairs just now really hurt his leg.
"How about going to the hospital?"
"No!"
"Lu," Caesar shook his head, "I don't know what you are thinking? Why bother yourself?"
Lu Licheng looked at the road where the car had long disappeared, and said in a deep voice: "I just don't want to embarrass her?"
"I don't understand, is it good or bad for her if you do this?"
"I hope it's good."
Caesar shrugged, went over to help Lu Licheng, and helped him to the car.
"Lu, don't be too pushy. You can't let the prosthesis take up all your time. Your legs will not be able to bear it. Sometimes, what you need is... crutches!" Caesar said while standing outside the car.
"Thanks!"
Caesar's words sounded a little cruel, but Lu Licheng knew that they were the truth. Sometimes, truth and truth are both cruel and cold-blooded.
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In the evening, Feng Hao had a dinner party that he couldn't refuse. After dinner, he stopped by the hospital.
In front of the glass window of the intensive care unit, a slender female figure stood, and he frowned slightly. But Li Wanqing had already turned her head, saw him, and smiled slightly.
Every time, if Feng Hao comes over during dinner time, he will always meet Li Wanqing standing here, rain or shine.
Someone is devoted to grandma, and as a grandson, he cannot refuse.
"Mr. Wind!"
Feng Hao nodded and said nothing.
When I walked to the glass window and looked at Fujiwara Kaori lying on the hospital bed inside, my heart became heavy.
At this time, the doctor followed Zhu Huan over. Feng Hao glanced at Li Wanqing, stood aside and whispered to the doctor about Fujiwara-ka's condition.
After a while, the doctor knocked on the door of the intensive care unit. Inside, the special care unit, fully armed in sterile protective clothing and masks, opened the door.
On the other side of the door is the dressing room separated from the intensive care unit. Feng Hao and the doctor changed into sterile protective clothing there, put on masks and hats and walked into the inner room.
On the hospital bed, Fujiwara Kaoru was lying quietly, her body covered with tubes of various medical instruments.
Feng Hao gently held her thin hand, his eye sockets burning.
During these days, he had been hoping for a miracle to happen, hoping that grandma would wake up and talk to him.
He didn't want her to leave with hatred for Xia Yucheng. He hoped she could forgive Xia Yucheng because Xia Yucheng was the woman he loved.
The heart monitor beat regularly, and the beeping sound reminded Fujiwara Kaori that he was still alive.
"Grandma," Feng Hao shouted in his heart. The pale face on the pillow was very calm, as if he was asleep.
But when you fall asleep, there will always be a moment when you wake up, and no one knows when Fujiwara Kaori will wake up.