His endurance disappeared in time, and he couldn't stand the accident that he could lose her every day. His whole heart was tormented in the oil pan. He no longer wanted to just look at her face, could not hear her playful words, and jumped out from behind and shouted that he was not allowed to move, and raised his hand.

"Doctor, is my wife going to wake up?" Mu Lianghe, who was standing next to him, couldn't calm down and grabbed the attending doctor's hand excitedly.

"congratulations."

Congratulations to him for waiting for many days and nights, exhausting his efforts. Liang Rouhua heard it beside him, and tears fell down, wiping tears and patting his son's shoulder: "Qing Ning is about to wake up, and finally he is about to wake up."

Xie Qingning was wandering on the line of life and death. The entire Mu family was shrouded in black. He spoke carefully, for fear of hitting his son.

"Well, mom, you go back first. I'm tired of you these days. Go back and have a good rest."

Mu Lianghe took Liang Rouhua to the elevator entrance and then broke back. He was the only one in the ward. He sat down on the chair, holding her slightly cold hands and warmed her palms. His eyes gradually turned red, his lips rubbed against her back, and his warm lips rubbed against her cold hands. The woman lying on the hospital bed moved her eyelashes gently, and her closed eyes shed tears and slid on the pillow. Mu Lianghe rubbed her hands in a hurry, and her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe. She dreamed of something that she was so sad, but he was not by her side.

"Qingning, are you blamed me for not opening it?" The thick fingers slid across the corner of her eyes, staying at the end of her eyes, refusing to remove it, looking at her eyes greedily, hoping that she could open it in the next second to see him.

Perhaps his prayer moved God. His eyes, which had been closed, were slowly opened, and tears were flowing even harder. The pillow was wet. Mu Lianghe leaned over and hugged her, hugged her in his arms, and was afraid of the wound pressing on her chest, so he gently put it down, leaned over and called her name over and over again.

The terrible dream finally woke up. Xie Qingning looked at the unshaven man in front of him. For a moment, she felt it was an illusion. Her memory was still in the golden triangle, and the pain and all the senses gradually disappeared. She thought she would never see him again in her life, and she cried out with a "wow".

When Mu Lianghe saw her crying suddenly, her heart was tangled together, and she wiped her palms in panic.

"Qing Ning, don't cry, is it because the wound hurts? I'll call the doctor right away."

He was about to leave, but she grabbed him tightly. He hadn't spoken for a long time. His voice was hoarse, just like after a severe cold, "Head - long, don't leave!"

Mu Lianghe sat down beside the bed, her hand clutching his sleeves tightly, and was held by him with his backhand: "I won't leave, I won't leave..."

After calming down, the eyes are indescribable longing and fear. Sometimes happiness is like quicksand. The tighter it is, the faster it is lost. They all care about each other, and they only have each other in their eyes, and they can't tolerate anything else.

"Chief, are our children gone?"

She asked carefully, putting one hand on her lower abdomen. She vaguely felt something was missing there, but she hoped to hear him say, "You are not pregnant, so you will not suffer the pain of losing it."

"Qing Ning, you are still young, we still have children." What I got was Mu Lianghe's answer. His expectant eyes went out, and his pupils darkened. Mu Lianghe was afraid that she would think randomly and hurt her body. He was not good at speaking and comforting him in his ears over and over again. Xie Qingning blinked his eyes, his nose sore, and tears were about to fall down again. Mu Lianghe kissed him directly, and the tears were sour.

"Qing Ning, you can't cry now, it's not good for your health."

The miscarriage woman is very weak, and she has lost so much blood after being shot and is now overdrawn and can only rest.

"Chief, I'm not your soldier."

When Mu Lianghe was anxious, he used the tone of training and was accused of being quite upset. He was also very upset because he was also doing his best for her.

"Qingning, you are a patient now and need to take a good rest. Don't think about other things too much, and I'm there."

Mu Lianghe tucked her quilt, touched her face with concern, and then went out to call the doctor for a comprehensive examination.

Mu Lianghe told Xie Dongfeng the news that Xie Qingning woke up immediately. Xie Dongfeng had seen her countless times these days when she was in a coma. Every time she came, she would sit inside for a while, without saying anything. When she came out, she obviously found that his eyes were slightly red.

Xie Dongfeng rushed all the way, and Xie Qingning fell asleep again. He just woke up and was still very weak. He hesitated outside the door for a while, gently pushed open the door, Mu Liang and turned around and went out with him.

"Liang He, thank you for your hard work."

This sentence is also Xie Dongfeng's recognition of him. At the beginning, he was not optimistic about Mu Lianghe, who was a soldier. How could his daughter follow him and find something bad? He insisted on finding a soldier. However, this time, he changed his usual idea.

"This is what I should do, Qingning is my wife."

"My daughter will be left to you for your care in the future."

Xie Dongfeng patted his shoulder, a silent affirmation. Mu Lianghe nodded, "Father-in-law comes in and see her."

He glanced at the closed ward: "I won't go in, let her have a good rest, I'll come again next time."

When Xie Dongfeng left, he was so busy and busy. Soon, he disappeared in the corridor. Mu Lianghe made a few phone calls outside and explained some things.

In the evening, Liang Rouhua and the old leader came together. Xie Qingning was drinking soup. Liang Rouhua brought big bags of supplements and piled up the table. Mu Lianghe went to clean up and put it at the foot of the wall.

"Dad, mom, you're worried."

Mu Lianghe took away the bowl from her hand and naturally helped her wipe her mouth. Liang Rouhua became more and more satisfied with the child she had lost. It would be great if she wanted to have a child. But God is not too weak to their family. As long as the person is still there, take the next thing slowly.

"Whatever you say is your own family. This time Liang He didn't take good care of you, and he has scolded him." The old leader spoke loudly. After seeing him scolding Mu Lianghe, no serious person dared to look up.

"Dad, he won't blame him for this incident."

"Don't stop me. I know that a person of his age is not reliable to do things. How can you take good care of you? I will stay home for a while when you are discharged from the hospital and go back to your health."

Liang Rouhua also had this intention, and followed the old leader's words: "When you go back and live until your health is recovered, Liang He is usually busy and prone to neglect, so we are not at ease."

Mu Lianghe felt that what they said was right: "Qingning, let's go back and stay for a while first, and wait until your health recovers, okay?"

There are four people in a family, three of them have the same position, and she is still a patient, so she doesn't seem to have any say: "Well, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Mu Lianghe has his considerations, so he will be very busy next time. Moreover, Qingning needs to take good care of her health this time. It will be better to live with her mother's side, and she will not suffer any root cause in the future.

Liang Rouhua and the old leader sat for a while before leaving. When they left, they told her to have a good rest and nothing else needed to be considered.

Mu Lianghe sent them away and turned them back, went into the bathroom to bring out a basin of hot water, and twisted a hot towel to wipe it.

"You're going to work tomorrow?"

"Well, I'll come to get off work at night. If I'm bored, I'll sleep more." The troops had a lot of things and he had already used up all his holidays.

"I've been sleeping for a long time."

"Then look at the magazines, there are them on the cabinet."

She turned her head and glanced at the magazines on the cabinet, which were the books she usually read: "I want to go out for a walk and see the sun."

"Okay, I'll take you out when I come back."

At night, Mu Lianghe slept on the sofa, her tall body curled up on it, and a thin blanket was covered with. The heating in the room was very large, so I didn’t worry that he would catch a cold, but if I slept like that for a night, I would definitely feel sore waist and back pain when I woke up the next day.

"Chief, come to sleep, the bed is very big."

Mu Liang said "hmm" and turned over and lay flat on the sofa. His legs were very long and he placed them directly outside the sofa.

"Sleep, remember not to press the wound, it's good to sleep like this."

She had moved to the side, but he still didn't come up. He gently turned over with the quilt in his arms. There was no light in the room because he slept a lot during the day and had no sleepiness at night. Listening to his steady breathing, he turned over gently. This period of time should have made him suffer. Yan Runhua said that he was blaming himself almost every night, during the days and nights when she had not woken up.

She didn't blame him, nor did anyone blame him, but only blamed her for the evil relationship between herself and Meng Jieran. When she woke up, she did not ask about his situation. The worst plan could not escape the disaster. That was also the crime he deserved. There was too much blood in his hands.

He tossed and turned several times, and fell asleep in a daze while thinking. When he woke up in the morning, Mu Lianghe was still there, holding a basin and a toothbrush in his hand. He left after she simply washed and finished breakfast. Mrs. Wu came to accompany her today and cleaned up the ward. There were many people visiting and many things brought. She sorted them all and opened the window for ventilation.

"Master, my friend comes to see you."

Mrs. Wu went out to fetch water, and Xie Qingning looked up at the door, but she didn't expect to see Wei Dong again, but under such circumstances.

Wei Dong had already stepped in. He was wearing a white coat. The expression on his face was softer than she had never seen before. There was no sharp evil spirit at all. I had to admire his acting skills.

"I should call you Mr. Criminal Police, but I don't know your surname?"

"Weidong is my real name. I'm sorry, I couldn't bring you out safely." Weidong stood straight, his skills and abilities were praised by Meng Jieran, but he didn't expect that he had a bomb beside him.

"Thank you for your kindness."

"This is my duty, but unfortunately I was unable to complete it in the end. How about my health?"

"Very good, thanks for your concern."

He paused for two seconds: "He asked me to hand it over to you."

Wei Dong took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to her, then said a few words before leaving.hf();
Chapter completed!