Chapter 1747

Huarong ring hands against a banyan tree, looking at Luo Nan Chu sitting on Tang Qing's body, pulling her to talk about what.

Tang Qing's gentle brows and eyes are stained with the bright sunshine, and they should be with each other from time to time. Her eyes fell on Ronan Chu's face, which was pale with a smile.

The two of them have always been on the same page.

It may be that they supported each other at their worst, so they are different to each other.

It's intimacy and care that outsiders can't get involved in.

Huarong looked at the two women who were laughing like flowers, but she couldn't help but smile. She left all the guests outside the wedding ceremony, and only a few relatives and friends gathered together to whisper, which was what they could do at the beginning of Luonan.

The mobile phone in the bag hummed and vibrated. She took it up and had a look. It was from the hospital.

She picked it up.

Fu Tingyuan stood not far away, saw the change of Huarong's face and looked up at it.

Huarong hung up the phone, and his expression on his face seemed calm. Seeing him, he took a gentle breath and lifted his feet to Fu Tingyuan's side and walked slowly.

When she came to Fu Tingyuan's side, she staggered slightly and was held by Fu Tingyuan.

"What?" He looked down and asked her.

"I'm going to the hospital now." Huarong stands straight and faces Fu Tingyuan.

"I'll send someone to see you off?"

Huarong took a look at Luo Nanchu, who was not far away from them, and then shook his head: "no, I'll drive there."

Fu Tingyuan helped Huarong's arm and felt her body tremble slightly. He frowned and said, "I'll send someone to send you there."

Huarong looked at his look, took a deep breath, did not want to argue with him in such a day, nodded, "trouble you."

Fu Tingyuan made a phone call, Huarong lowered his head to go, and was held by Fu Tingyuan's arm.

He looked at her inquisitively What happened to him? "

Hua Rong was stunned for a moment and shook his head in a hurry.

"Well." He nodded and released his hand. "Go."

Huarong turns around and leaves in a hurry.

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rushed to the hospital.

In Fengjin's ward, all the instruments for maintaining vital signs have been evacuated.

So many things were removed at once, and the whole ward looked empty.

She stood at the door, looking at the bright and big ward, took a deep breath, and then walked in.

The man lay quietly in the hospital bed, eyes closed, looking very quiet.

A month of deep coma, even if there are good equipment to maintain his life, but he is obviously much thinner.

She went over to hold back the tears, lowered her head and gently held the man's hand on the edge of the bed.

His fingertips were cool and not as warm as before.

The ward round nurse came in and saw her sitting beside the bed. She was a little stunned. Then she came over and whispered to Huarong: "Mr. Feng just went to sleep again. He just woke up and needed sleep to build up his strength. When he wakes up again, he will have a little more time to wake up. "

Huarong nodded: "I know." She looked at the man's stable sleeping face and whispered, "I'm just sitting here and looking at him."

The nurse answered, "if you have something, please ring for me."

……

When Feng Jin woke up, it was already a little dark.

He moved his body a little tired and felt a man in his arms.