Chapter 393: his heartbeat
Mu Haohao felt chills all over and felt dizzy and nauseated. These were all side effects of the concussion. She was in pain and cold, but the pain in her body was not as much as the panic in her heart.
She tried to stand up, her movements were obvious and clear, but Mu Chonglai didn't dare to move too much, for fear of hurting her.
Finally, Ji Qing, who was behind him, stepped forward, pressed her back forcefully, locked her hands, looked into her eyes, and said calmly, "Su Ce is not dead."
Only then did the tight string in Mu Haohao's mind loosen. She no longer struggled and lay on the hospital bed with a wet light in her eyes: "Really?"
"Really." Ji Qinglin gave a positive answer.
Mu Haohao burst into tears, as if she had collapsed. She was afraid and happy. With her emotions up and down, she had no time to care about other people's emotions. Naturally, she didn't see Shen Tinglan and Mu Chonglai's faces flashing when they heard Su Ce's name. And it was obscure.
Until her emotions gradually calmed down with her crying, Mu Hao Hao gradually stopped crying, her eyes were red and swollen, and she asked Ji Qinglin, her voice hoarse: "Where is he now? Can I go see him?"
"Yes." Ji Qinglin said concisely.
When the words fell, he hugged Mu Hao, and walked out of the ward.
Shen Tinglan and Mu Chonglai followed behind. Before leaving, Mu Chonglai bent over and picked up the cotton mop on the ground.
On the way to find Su Ce, Mu Hao Hao learned that she had been in a coma for two days and was now receiving treatment in the best hospital in City A.
Su Ce is also in this hospital, just on a different floor from hers. He lives on the ninth floor and Mu Haohao lives on the sixth floor.
When he was carried outside Su Ce's ward, Ji Qinglin carefully put Mu down, and Mu Chonglai dragged the cotton to the ground for his sister to wear.
During the whole process, no one made a sound, and this floor was wrapped up by the Su family, and it was quiet everywhere.
Mu Hao Hao looked in from the outside, and saw the young man lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed. There was no one else in the room but him. It was probably because the **** happened to be going out, so the door was not closed, but it was just hidden.
She looked at Ji Qinglin without saying a word, but there was a desire in her eyes.
The man nodded and said in a low voice, "Go in."
Mu Haohao smiled briefly, carefully pushed aside the ward, and stepped on the cotton mop to walk in.
She walked to the hospital bed and looked at Su Ce with her eyes closed. She lost the temper of the scorching sun when she woke up. At this moment, the young man looked a little weak, and the blazing radiance of the blazing sun was no longer in his eyebrows, but he was closer to the cold and arrogant one. Su Ci.
He looked so fragile, wearing a somewhat wide hospital gown, and he couldn't even tell the rise and fall of his chest.
Mu Haohao was distressed and flustered, and subconsciously reached out and gently placed his hand on his chest, trying to sense his heartbeat.
Even after a long time, she didn't feel the sound of her heart beating.
"Su Ce..." Mu Haohao was so frightened, he choked and called out his name in a low voice, but the boy closed his eyes and didn't answer.
She wiped away her tears and carefully placed her head on his chest, very close, but not too close.
boom.
boom.
boom.
Hearing the slow heartbeat entering his eardrums, Mu Hao closed his eyes, tears dripping down the corners of his eyes on his hospital gown.
It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive.
She wept with joy, and was about to stand up when she noticed that the boy's body was slowly tightening on the hospital bed.
Mu Haohao suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Su Ce, very happy, but he knew how to control the volume and said in a low voice, "Su Ce, are you awake?"
The boy on the hospital bed squeezed his hands slowly... The tears she fell on his chest seemed to be still hot, causing him to slowly open his eyes.