Chapter 372 Huo Tingxiao's feet almost fell apart!
City No. 1 Doctor, Huo Tingxiao was lying quietly on the bed, with an infusion tube hanging on his arm.
Xiao Yichen stood aside and looked at Huo Tingxiao's pale face. The wood that was knocked down was red-hot wood, so it hit his leg when it fell. His leg was severely burned.
Fortunately, no muscles or bones were injured, otherwise the heir of the Huo family would have to be a cripple in a wheelchair.
But when he saw him rushing into the fire scene without any hesitation, he knew that Shen Qingqing was already integrated into Huo Tingxiao's blood.
Even though she had been hurt, he still loved her!
But so what?
Shen Qingqing no longer loves him, and now she is dead!
If he wakes up and finds out that Shen Qingqing is dead, who knows what will happen!
He didn't inform Mr. Huo that Huo Tingxiao was hospitalized. After all, Qingyin hadn't woken up yet. Now that something happened to Huo Tingxiao again, I'm afraid the old man wouldn't be able to bear it.
Although there were some things that he couldn't agree with the old man's actions, he was the elder after all, and he was the only relative left in the world for the Huo Tingxiao brothers and sisters!
"Joy, suppress what you found out there for now and don't tell Tingxiao!"
Joey looked at Huo Tingxiao's appearance and nodded. There were many things that he had a clue about, but so what, Shen Qingqing was dead now. If those things were told to Huo Tingxiao again, he would follow With his temperament, I'm afraid he won't let him go easily.
When the time comes, there will be big trouble!
"Don't worry, Mr. Xiao, I am sensible and will not say a word about Miss Shen!"
Xiao Yichen frowned slightly, but said nothing. He just waved his hand to signal Joey to leave.
Huo Tingxiao, on the other hand, was lying quietly on the snow-white hospital bed, his face was pale, and even his breathing was weak. He had fallen into a deep dream.
In the dream, he opened his eyes gently, and what he saw was Shen Qingqing. She had a gentle smile on her lips, and her slender hand gently held his hand. His pear was shallow, and he was stunned for a moment. Then he sat up, happily held her hand with his backhand, then placed it carefully on his lips and kissed it softly.
"Qingqing, you're back, aren't you? You're fine, you came out of the fire, right? I knew you couldn't bear to leave me alone, and you couldn't bear to leave me alone!"
She still smiled, but did not respond. Her soft hands gently stroked his eyebrows, her eyes were soft, and her big eyes seemed to be filled with starlight.
Huo Tingxiao smiled and hugged her into his arms so hard that he almost buried her in his body.
Her body was still soft, exuding a familiar fragrance, and the corners of his eyes became moist unconsciously. He put his chin on her forehead, like a wronged child.
"Qingqing, I feel pain, I really feel pain, please don't leave again, okay? Let's make peace. Let's forget all the things in the past and start over, okay?"
Shen Qingqing looked up at him, and the smile at the corner of her mouth gradually disappeared. She stretched out her hand and carefully touched his handsome cheek, her eyes locked on his face reluctantly. The mournful look on his face was like the melancholy of separation.
His heart ached, and he held her hand tightly, looking at her momentarily, for fear that she would disappear in the blink of an eye.
"Qingqing, I was wrong. I'm sorry for you. Don't go, don't leave, okay? Let's start over. We still have a lifetime to live!"