Madam, I've found the president. ”

Bang Bang –

The mobile phone in Qiao Xu's hand fell to the ground.

She hurriedly leaned down to pick it up, and before she could speak, she heard Jiang Hao's voice with excitement and suppressed ecstasy coming from the other end of the phone, "The president is still alive." ”

She squeezed her phone's hand, trembling more and more as she controlled her excitement, and in the end, she didn't know how she had managed to get her voice back.

He ...... He's alive? ”

Tears poured out of her eyes at some point, soaking through the hem of her clothes.

Finally, she waited for him.

Boston, USA –

RL Hospital。

"How's it going?"

Rong Ying sat in a wheelchair and watched the doctor examine Lu Moqing, who was unconscious on the hospital bed, with unconcealable tension in her eyes.

After more than a month of cultivation, Rong Ying has no problems except that she can't walk on her feet.

"All vital signs are stable, brain waves are normal, and I expect to wake up tomorrow."

Hearing this, Rong Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Qiao Xu felt RL Hospital the next morning, and when he arrived at Lu Moqing's ward, he saw Rong Ying sitting in front of the hospital bed guarding him.

"Aunt Rong."

"Lifelike, you're here."

Rong Ying smiled at her, looked at her lower abdomen, which was already a little bulging, and sighed:

"You, you're all pregnant with children, why bother to come all the way here, the doctor said that Mo Qing's vital signs are stable, and he should be able to wake up today."

Hearing Rong Ying's words, Qiao Xu smiled disappreciably and looked at the bed. The man lying on it still felt a little unreal.

"I don't come in person, and my heart is always unsteady."

She looked at Lu Moqing and smiled softly.

Rong Ying nodded in understanding.

"How's the old lady?"

"Before I came, I went to the hospital to see my grandmother and told her about finding Moqing, and the doctor said that she was in good condition."

Rong Ying nodded, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "That's good, I've been lying in the hospital for a few days, and I'm worried that her old man won't be able to hold on." ”

"Who's to say it isn't."

Qiao Xu sighed, his gaze reluctant to take his eyes off Lu Moqing's face.

I only heard Rong Ying smile and said: "Since Mo Qing has come back well, I won't disturb your husband and wife reunion here, I'll go back to the ward first, and you can wait here for him to wake up." ”

"Okay, Aunt Rong walks slowly."

After Rong Ying went out, Qiao Xu walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, looking at this emaciated face, the unreal feeling that lingered all over the body still did not dissipate at the moment.

Even if she held Lu Moqing's hand, her heart was empty, she was particularly insecure, she always felt that this was a dream that was too illusory, as long as she woke up, she was still facing an empty room.

All over the world, there is darkness.

"Moqing ......"

She spoke in a hoarse voice, "Are you really back?" ”

Lu Moqing, who was on the hospital bed, suddenly frowned, as if he was resisting something.

A strong anger gradually appeared on his face, and he couldn't help frowning when he looked at Qiao Xu.

"Moqing?"

"Moqing?"

The person on the bed seemed to be resisting more and more, and in the next second, he opened his eyes suddenly, and the moment he saw Qiao Xu, a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

"Mo Qing, are you awake?"

Qiao Xu was overjoyed, "I'll call a doctor." ”

She was about to get up, but her wrist was grabbed by Lu Moqing, and the cold fingertips clasped her wrist, and the coolness seemed to be able to penetrate her skin and seep into her blood.