People say that counting money until your hands become weak is a kind of happiness. If you count your wife until your hands become weak, will you be as happy as a god?
When a group of girls heard Ximenlang's words, they burst into laughter. Xia Zhiyuan said angrily: "You are a naughty, lustful guy. You have married so many wives. You are not ashamed but proud of it. It makes me mad."
Ximenlang chuckled and said, "That's called ability. Don't interrupt, otherwise you'll count the wrong number..." He still moved his fingers, "Twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three..." He felt as if someone was missing,
He frowned and said, "That's not right. Where is Nie Yao? Why isn't she here?"
The expressions of the goddesses suddenly turned gloomy, and Suzaku whispered: "Xiao Lang, we haven't had time to tell you that since your accident, Nie Yao fell into a coma due to excessive grief and is still in the hospital."
Ximen Lang was stunned on the spot, "How could this happen? No, I have to go see her...Which hospital is Nie Yao in?"
Zhuque replied: "At Jiade Private Hospital..."
After hearing the news, Ximenlang went out anxiously and drove to Jiade Private Hospital in a Mercedes-Benz bulletproof car.
In the intensive care unit, Nie Yao lay motionless on the bed, her face pale and her bright eyes closed. Protecting her next to her were her parents Nie Zandong and Zhang Ximei.
The two of them had already heard that Ximen Lang had come back from the dead, and when they saw the latter entering the ward, they both stood up. Seeing that the other person was no different from ordinary people, looking lively and energetic, they were very relieved. However, when they thought of their daughter being unconscious, they were worried.
His face was full of sorrow.
After saying hello, Ximen Lang asked with concern: "Uncle, aunt, how is Yaoyao?"
Zhang Ximei sighed: "I haven't woken up yet. I have been in a coma for almost a week."
Ximen Lang felt heartbroken and whispered: "It was me who harmed Yaoyao. If nothing happened to us, she wouldn't be like this."
Since Ximen Lang could come to visit Nie Yao in time, Nie Zandong was very satisfied. He comforted him and said: "Xiao Lang, you don't need to be too sad. The doctor said that Yaoyao's condition was caused by a sudden loss of emotional control. Logically speaking, there will be no
If it’s serious, I’ll definitely wake up, but I don’t know when.”
Ximen Lang felt a little relieved and said: "Uncle, aunt, you have worked hard to take care of Yaoyao for so many days. Let's go back and rest first, and I will take care of Yaoyao."
Considering that Ximenlang had just escaped death and was still very weak, they all said no. However, the other party insisted on staying in the ward to take care of his girlfriend, so the two had no choice but to agree and leave the ward to go back to rest.
It was quiet in the ward. Under the snow-white light, Nie Yao lay quietly like a sleeping beauty. Ximen Lang sat on the edge of the bed, held her hand, and said with a wry smile: "Yao Yao, I didn't expect that I woke up.
But you have become like this... wake up quickly, I want to chat and sing with you..."
The other party was still unconscious and unconscious. Ximen Lang was not discouraged and kept talking to himself, "Do you still remember when you were a child? When I first saw you, I thought you were so cute..." Just like that, he shook his hand
He held Nie Yao's hand and kept talking, hoping to wake him up.
Time passed slowly, and at the end of the night, Ximen Lang was weak after all. In addition, he was seriously injured by the big hand seal of the psychic Dharma King. As time went by, he would inevitably become tired. He yawned and said with a wry smile: "Yao Yao,
I have said so many things,
Why don't you respond to a word? It's really not interesting. Well, it's getting late, let's take a rest first and continue talking tomorrow." He thought in his mind that he had to wake up Nie Yao no matter what, even if he stayed in the ward for a long time
Months or even years, never give up.
Since the days are long, Ximen Lang doesn't force himself. He lifts the quilt, gets into the warm bed, hugs the girl next to him, closes his eyes, and falls asleep...
He slept until about three o'clock in the morning. In his confusion, he felt something soft and warm moving gently on his face, like a hand, a woman's hand.
In my ears, the girl's weak voice came again, "Xiaolang, why did I see you again? I am not dreaming again. If this is a dream, I hope I will never wake up."
Ah, has Yaoyao woke up? Ximenlang's heart moved, and he hurriedly opened his eyes in ecstasy. What came into view was a pale and pretty face. Nie Yao was half leaning on her body, with confused eyes flashing in her bright eyes, and her jade hands
She stroked his face gently and said in surprise: "Xiao Lang...?"
Ximen Lang was even more delighted, "Well... Yaoyao, are you awake too?"
Nie Yao's eyes became more and more blurred, "I...what's wrong? Aren't I in a dream? I can only see you in my dreams. Xiaolang, why are you so cruel, leaving me alone...I would rather stay here forever."
In the dream, I will never wake up and will always be by your side..."
The infatuated words made Ximen Lang's eyes moist, "No, Yaoyao, I'm not dead, I'm alive again?"
"How could it be?" Nie Yao's face was full of doubts.
Ximen Lang said hurriedly: "It's true, you're not in a dream... If you don't believe what I say, pinch yourself."
Nie Yao did as she was told, stretched out her jade hand and pinched her leg, then grinned, looking cute and cute.
Ximen Lang hurriedly asked: "How is it?"
"It hurts..." Nie Yao woke up immediately and shouted overjoyed: "Ah... I'm not dreaming, Xiaolang, you are really alive. It's great. Thank God, thank Buddha, thank the gods..." In excitement,
She was a little incoherent, stretched out her two jade arms and hugged her lover desperately, crying with joy. "Xiaolang... you are such a bad boy, you scared me to death. What will I do if you really leave?"
God is so kind to me. Any girl who falls in love with me is very affectionate and worthy of my waiting for my whole life! Ximen Lang
He caressed the girl's shoulders and comforted softly, "It's okay, I'm still alive and well. Don't worry, Yaoyao, I won't leave you alone..."
Nie Yao choked and said: "Well, it's good if you know..."
At this time, the door was pushed open, and Nie Zandong and his wife and others walked in. When everyone saw Nie Yao cuddling closely with Ximen Lang and whispering in a low voice, everyone was shocked and their faces were full of surprise.
Seeing so many people suddenly coming, Nie Yao felt shy and uttered a cry. She sat up in panic and hurriedly, her face flushed and as pretty as a big apple.
"Yao Yao..."
Nie Zandong and his wife shouted with joy. After walking over quickly, Zhang Ximei hugged her daughter and shed tears of excitement involuntarily. She choked and said: "My dear daughter, you finally woke up. Do you know, mother?"
How worried I am about you..."
Nie Yao, who was affected by her mother's behavior, burst into tears, "Mom, I'm sorry for making you and dad worried..."