Chapter 1980 (1/2)
Fu Xiyao was very sweet. ”Husband, it's time to get up.”
Ling Limu just woke up, and even his low alcohol magnetic voice was stained with a touch of early awakening hoarseness. He listened very well, ”where do you want to play today?”
Fu Xiyao thought for a moment, then hugged his neck, ”let's go back. You accompany me at Christmas. Grandma is so lonely. Let's go back and take grandma out for a walk. The whole family is mobilized and go for a winter trip.”
Ling Limu lifted his lips and held her tightly. ”OK, listen to you.”
……
The two got up to wash, then went out of the room and came to the hall.
Ling Limu looked at Fu Xiyao and said softly, ”stay here and don't run around. I'll go through the check-out formalities. It'll be fine soon.”
”Yes.” Fu Xiyao nodded skillfully.
Ling Limu goes to the front desk.
Fu Xiyao didn't run around. She just stood there and looked at Ling Limu JUNBA's figure. It was sweet.
Then a string of melodious cell phone rings and she calls.
Fu Xiyao took out her mobile phone and saw that it was Shishi Mommy.
She's going to press the button to connect.
But suddenly a dark shadow came out around him. The dark shadow hit Fu Xiyao hard.
Fu Xiyao didn't stand firm. Her mobile phone fell, and her slender body fell directly from the steps.
Ah!
Ling Limu had just finished the formalities. When he turned around, he saw Fu Xiyao fall down the steps. There were twenty steps here. Fu Xiyao fell directly from above to below.
Ling Limu's deep black eyes suddenly contracted, and he quickly ran over.
”Yao Yao“
He let out a piercing cry and felt that his eyes were about to crack.
The shadow quickly disappeared.
Fu Xiyao fell from above and broke a piece on her forehead. The wound was very deep. The gurgling hot blood flowed down her jueli's small face and looked shocking.
She fell into a pool of blood and fainted directly.
Ling Limu ran down and quickly picked her up, ”Yaoyao! Yaoyao!”
……
In the hospital.
Fu Xiyao was lying in the VIP ward. The doctor in white coat said to Ling Limu by the door, ”the patient fell from a height and had a concussion, but it's no big problem for the time being. He should wake up soon, but he should stay in the hospital for observation for two days.”
The doctor left and Ling Limu walked into the ward.
He stood by the hospital bed with handsome eyelids hanging and looked at Fu Xiyao. She was still in a coma. Originally, her small pink face was white now, and her forehead was bandaged. He looked at Ying weak and moving.
Ling Limu raised her hand slowly and wanted to touch her little face.
But his hand stopped in mid air again.
His slender fingers curled up, and the thought of her falling off the steps in front of him hurt his heart.
He couldn't protect his wife.