Chapter 1206

How can you talk about it when it's so far away?

Upstairs, Jincao's ward.

When Zhan Hanjue pushed open the door of the ward, he saw Jincao lying there lifeless with tubes all over his body. The heart of the cold lord was like a knife.

He walked over and sat down on the chair next to the bed, gently stroking the dense needle eye on Jincao's arm.

The pain and guilt in his eyes overflowed, "Jincao, thank you for protecting me with your body that day." Thank you. ”

The doctor walked into the ward and explained to him Jincao's condition, "The vital characteristics are stable, but I don't know why I haven't woken up for a long time." ”

The Battle Chill Lord's expression was solemn. Holding the hand of Jincao, perhaps it was too emotional, so that it was a little hard.

Zhan Han Jue ordered domineeringly: "Jincao, I order you, you must wake me up." ”

The doctor was pleasantly surprised, "President, Jincao is sentient, which is really a good thing." It won't be long before he wakes up. ”

The Battle Lord nodded.

Jincao's fingers trembled slightly in his palm.

Zhan Hanjue noticed Jincao's subtle movements, and he asked Jincao excitedly, "Jincao, can you hear me?" ”

Jincao's long eyelashes trembled.

"Shall we go home, then?"

"I suddenly feel a little hungry, Brother Jue, I want to eat the dessert you made."

Zhan Hanjue raised his wrist to look at his watch, at this time, Zheng Ling would not have been hungry before.

When Zhan Hanjue returned to Zheng Ling's side, he saw that each of them had excited expressions on their faces, and Zhan Hanjue knew that Tan Xiaoyu's operation was very successful.

"Zheng Ling, you can let go of your heart now."

Yan Zhengling said happily: "Hmm." ”

Fengxian was aggrieved and said, "It's the meal ordered by Sister Zheng Ling." ”

Zheng Ling reached out to pull Zhan Han Jue, and then playfully tapped Zhan Han Jue's finger with his finger, "Brother Jue, don't blame Feng Xian." It's my gluttony. Didn't resist the temptation of roadside fritters. ”

Roadside fritters?

Realizing something, Zhan Hanjue's gloomy gaze turned to Fengxian, "What did you eat for breakfast?" ”

Impatiens shrunk into quails, "soy milk fritters." ”

Zhan Hanjue's eyes turned cold, "You give Zheng Ling this kind of unnutritious food?" ”

Suddenly picked up Princess Zhengling, and then strode forward.

Guan Xiao and Ye Feng returned to the company.

Yan Zheng Fengxian was lying behind Zhan Han Jue, wanting to have a big meal.

The Battle Chill Lord frowned.

Although Zheng Ling said the wrong thing, her fingers did not stop being naughty. Zhan Hanjue saw her slender and beautiful fingers dancing in his palms like elves, and he remembered the finger dance that Zheng Ling had created for him when he was a child.

The anger then disappeared.

A group of people walked like the entrance of a hospital.

The long legs of the War Chill Lord walk with the wind. But when he walked out of the hospital door, he suddenly paused.

Tong Bao blushed with shame and hurriedly dragged Mommy's wheelchair away.

Tong Bao stayed in place and looked at the back of Brother Ye Feng's distant frenzy, and Zhan Shuling walked away with the back of Tong Bao's neck.

"Do you want to be a Wangfu stone?" Zhan Su asked.

An old woman dressed in simple clothes walked tremblingly and holding a girl with a cloaked hair and a limp walking.

Seeing the cold lord, the old woman's dry pupils had a hint of pity.