Chapter 372
In the first hospital of the city, Huo tingxiao lay 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 fell was burnt red, so it hit his leg when it fell, and his leg was badly burned.
Fortunately, he didn't hurt his muscles and bones, otherwise the heirs of the Huo family would have to be lame in a wheelchair.
However, seeing that he rushed into the fire without hesitation, he knew that Shen Qingqing had been integrated into Huo tingxiao's blood.
Even if he had hurt, he still loved her!
But so what?
Shen Qingqing doesn't love him anymore, and now he's dead!
If he wakes up and knows that Shen Qingqing has died, he doesn't know what will happen!
Huo tingxiao was hospitalized. He didn't inform him. After all, Qingyin hasn't woken up. Now Huo tingxiao has an accident again. I'm afraid the old man can't stand it.
Although there are some things he can't agree with the old man, he is an elder after all. He is the only relatives left in the world by the Huo ting and Xiao brothers and sisters!
"Joey, what you found over there, press it for a while, don't say to tingxiao!"
Joey looked at Huo tingxiao and nodded. There were a lot of things. He had a clue, but so what? Now Shen Qingqing is dead. If he told Huo tingxiao about those things, I'm afraid he won't let himself go easily according to his temperament.
Then, there will be big trouble!
"Don't worry, Xiao Shao. I'm measured. I won't say a word about Miss Shen!"
Xiao Yichen frowned slightly, but didn't speak. He just waved his hand and motioned Joey to leave.
Huo tingxiao was lying quietly on the snow-white hospital bed. His face was pale and his breathing was weak. He had fallen into a deep dream.
In the dream, he gently opened his eyes and saw Shen Qingqing. She had a gentle smile on her lips. Her slender hand gently held his hand. The pear nest was shallow. He was stunned first, then sat up, happily held her hand with his backhand, and then gently kissed it on her lips.
"Qingqing, you're back, aren't you? You have nothing to do. You came out of the fire, didn't you? I knew you couldn't bear to leave me alone!"
She still smiled, but did not respond. Her soft hand gently touched his eyebrows and eyes. Her eyes were soft, and her big eyes seemed to be full of stars.
Huo tingxiao smiled and hugged her in his arms. He tried so hard that he almost embedded her in his body.
Her body was still warm and soft, emitting a familiar fragrance. The corners of his eyes were unconsciously wet. He put his chin against her forehead, like a wronged child.
"Qingqing, I hurt. I really hurt. Will you stop walking? We make up. We forget all the previous things and start over, okay?"
Shen Qingqing looked up at him. The smile around her mouth gradually disappeared. She stretched out her hand and carefully stroked his handsome cheek. Her eyes were locked on his face. Her sad expression was very like the sadness of parting.
As soon as his heart hurt, he held her hand tightly and looked at her for fear that she would disappear in the blink of an eye.
"Qingqing, I'm wrong. I'm sorry for you. Don't go, don't leave, okay? Let's start over again. We still have a lifetime to live!"