Huarong drank the soup from luonanchu and went to the garden with luonanchu.

On a sunny morning, it was quiet and peaceful. She listened to Ronan's chirping in her ear. Now someone is talking beside her, which makes her feel much more comfortable.

A person in Fengjin's ward, watching him unconscious and even unable to breathe independently, she always felt that she would go crazy when she needed to rely on oxygen mask.

I can't understand why a person can be so willful that he can threaten others with his own life. I can't breathe when I look at him.

Luo Nanchu's mobile phone rang. It was Fu Tingyuan who called. They were going to have a wedding this month. Although they had already received the certificate, Fu Tingyuan was very interested in this ceremony.

The men who have been married are really different. They have worked so hard for so many years that they don't know how happy they will be in the second half of their lives.

"You go back," Huarong said with a smile. Looking at Ronan's hesitant expression, he whispered, "you don't have to accompany me every day. I'm fine here."

In the sun, she smiles and looks good. Ronan holds out her hand and hugs Huarong. "If you feel lonely, you must call me."

She has been pitiful to this extent.

However, now she has no strength to hold up the fearless appearance, which has exhausted her.

*

Fengjin woke up on the day of luonanchu's wedding with Fu Tingyuan.

In the dark, that day was indeed a good day. Not only did Tang Qing come, but also Luonan Chu got married. Even Feng Jin, who might have to lie in bed all his life, woke up.

After Feng Jin woke up, her physical condition developed rapidly to the direction of cattle. In less than a week, she was transferred from the intensive care unit to the general ward.

The old expert in the treatment of Fengjin was very surprised when he was faced with such a kind of Phoenix brocade. He even begged him to sign a contract to study his body.

A vegetative man who was shot in the chest and did not breathe autonomously actually recovered his mind after lying down for more than a month. Even the organs that were already in failure quickly recovered to the level of normal people. No, they were even healthier than normal people.

It's a miracle.

In medicine, it makes no sense.

……

In the morning, Huarong got up from bed, yawned and went into the bathroom to wash.

Downstairs came the chirping voice of Fengsheng and Fengge. The two children were together all day, but they seemed to have endless words.

Huarong washed her face, looked in the mirror, painted a light makeup, and went downstairs.

"Miss Flower," said the housekeeper, smiling and handing her a thermos, "this is breakfast."

Huarong nodded. When the two little guys who were digging the soil in the yard saw her, they immediately ran over and hugged her leg, "Xiaohua, I'm going to the hospital, too."

"Yes, we're going to see daddy in the hospital, too."

"Daddy missed us."

"We want Daddy too!"

Huarong: "it's "

*

Fengjin is lying on the hospital bed, waiting for Huarong to come and deliver food to him.

He heard the footsteps of high-heeled shoes outside the door. Before he was happy, he heard the sound of Fengsheng and Fengsong, and beamed in from the outside.

How did they get here?

Feng Jin had not yet regained consciousness, the door was knocked open, and the two little ones rushed in like small guns and rushed to his bed.