"Can you still ... unconscious?" Li Wanqing asked.
As soon as her words were asked, her wrist was caught by Fujiwara Aya. She had no strength to wake up.
Li Wanqing held Fujiwara's thin hand in surprise, and his eyes were full of tears: "Grandma, don't thank you! As long as you are fine, I am willing to do everything for you, grandma ..."
Fujiwara's slightly jaw head, slowly closed his eyes.
During this time, Li Wanqing's kung fu did not waste it, and finally dragged Fujihara from the coma.
After entering the VIP high ward, Fujiwara did not let go of Li Wanqing's hand. Feng Yan had to drag the chair to let Li Wanqing sit on the hospital bed.
"Thank you!" Li Wanqing sat down and thanked him politely.
"No, I want to thank you for taking care of my grandma!" The wind said deeply, walking to the other side of the sick bed, sitting down on the chair, and watching the pale and thin face of grandma.
He believes that if it is Xia Yuman, she will take care of her grandmother like her grandmother. However, her grandma did not give her this opportunity because of misunderstanding.
At twelve o'clock in the evening, Feng Yan walked outside the ward and called Xia Yu Orange. He told her that she was staying in the hospital at night and did not go back.
Xia Yu Orange didn't speak on the phone for a long time. When he couldn't help opening the mouth in the end, his voice was a bit strange.
"Okay, you keep your grandma, don't worry about me."
"Li Wanqing is here ..." He confessed.
"Um!"
After a single sound, Xia Yu Orange stopped saying anything.
Grandma had a misunderstanding of her, no wonder others. Such a misunderstanding made her lose the opportunity to take care of grandma, but left the opportunity to Li Wanqing.
The future things are really more and more complicated.
"Orange, if it's okay, I hung up?"
"Um!"
"Don't think too much, obedient!"
"Um!"
Feng Yan heard this helpless single sound after another, and his heart was so painful that he was silent for a while, and then said: "You hang up first!"
As soon as the words fell, hung up the phone.
He walked out of the safe door a few steps, found cigarettes and lighters from his pants bag, and lit cigarettes in the quiet ground channel.
Grandma woke up, but he felt that he was more difficult to be with Xia Yu Orange.
When he returned to the ward, he saw that Li Wanqing was in front of Fujiwara, as if listening to what his grandmother said.
"Grandma!" Feng Yan walked to the bed, leaned down and shouted, "Did you wake up?"
Fujiwara heard his low call, slowly turned his head, raised his hand to touch his face. But she had no strength, and her hand was not high.
Feng Yan lowered his body, touched his grandmother's hand, and stuck on his face: "Grandma, don't sleep for so long, I will be worried."
"Well ..." Fujiwara's eyes appeared to show the turbidity of the old -fashioned state. She pulled Li Wanqing's hand over and put it on the back of the wind, "颢 ..."
She shouted very hard, Feng Yan knew her heart and wanted to refuse, but looked at her old eyes with a little anticipated eyes. He had a tight heart, holding Li Wanqing's hand in his backhand
In your palm.
Li Wanqing's face was red, and his heart "fluttered".
This was the second time her hand was held by this man. The temperature that made her nostalgic, ironing her atrium, and burning her nerves.