No, it must be fake. It must be a joke made by God.

Shallow song will be fine, he will not become a vegetable!

"Silence, don't do this. Shallow song will be fine. He will wake up. Don't worry. Haven't 72 hours passed yet? We can't be so depressed..." Luo Anning was a little afraid of her look at the edge of collapse and hugged her tightly.

Lu silently seemed to be woken up and suddenly redeemed. His eyes gradually had a focus and murmured, "yes, we can't lose heart... Shallow song will be fine, he won't become a vegetable... He won't, he won't..."

At the moment, both of them were praying silently, praying and lying in hospital bed Don't worry about the people on the bus.

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Three days later, God did not seem to hear their prayers.

Mo qiange was transferred out of the intensive care unit and moved into the advanced ward. He didn't wake up.

In other words, the date he wakes up is far away.

It may be tomorrow, it may be next year, it may be ten or twenty years later.

After three days of hell, Lu silent has returned to normal. However, people familiar with her can see that the smile on her face has decreased.

Even if it is a smile, it is just a perfunctory smile. There is no trace of smile at the bottom of the eyes.

Lu silently changed and became silent. He took care of Mo qiange in his clothes.

When the Mo family heard the bad news that Mo qiange had become a vegetable, it was three days after the incident.

When Mo's family came to the hospital, Mo's mother cried into tears. Mo Zhenying looked at his son who couldn't afford to sleep. Don't open his face and quietly wiped the corners of his eyes.

Mo qiange is the successor of Mo Shi. Now he has become like this. If the news is leaked, Mo Shi is bound to be turbulent.

Mo Zhenying was a spirited middle-aged man. Overnight, he seemed to be an old teenager. He looked at Lu silently and fell into peace, choking and opening his mouth: "good boy, it's hard for you."

"Uncle, this is what we should do." The words fall, the peace is uncomfortable, and the head is lowered.

Lu silent, who had not spoken, suddenly raised his head, "uncle, shall we transfer our shallow song to a foreign country for convalescence?"

In S City, she didn't want to stay any longer. Often in the dead of night, she would recall the frightening silence of the street. Mo Qingge lay down in her arms covered with blood.

She watched his life slowly pass by, but she couldn't do anything

Mo Zhenying thought for a moment and agreed.

Mo qiange is in s city. The Mo family is bound to go in and out to take care of him. At that time, the reporter found the clue. The news leaked, and the consequences are unpredictable.

It may be better to move abroad and let him recuperate in a different environment abroad.

Mo Zhenying was very efficient. That night, Mo qiange was sent to Mo's private plane and flew to Mo's private mansion in Canada.

Lu silently followed. She didn't say anything, leaving only one sentence: I want to take care of him.

When he resolutely stepped on the plane and landed at Anning to deliver the plane, thousands of words finally converged into a choking sentence: take care.

Mo's private plane took off at s City International Airport. The Tang Dynasty stood behind everyone and no one found his existence.

Seeing Lu silently boarding the plane and seeing the plane take off, he deeply understood that some things really can't go back

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The three days in the hospital were as hard for Luo Anning as three years.