Rebirth of the Famous Wife: Li Shao and the Thief

The next day, the hospital.

Eight days have passed, and Tang Nuan's painting still shows no signs of awakening.

Every day, Lin Nanxiang would rush to the hospital to take care of Tang Nuan's paintings as long as he was free from get off work. Aunt Li also took care of Tang Nuan's paintings with Lin Nanxiang's help.

Since it is summer and Tang Nuan painting is a patient again, the air conditioner cannot be turned on in the ward, and Tang Nuan painting's body will sweat uncontrollably.

Lin Nanxiang had to wipe Tang Nuan painting over and over again, from the forehead to the cheeks, from the cheeks to the neck bone, from the top of the arm to the bottom, and then to every thin finger.

Lin Nanxiang is very patient, but her mood has been depressed.

While gently wiping for Tang Nuan painting, she hummed softly beside her, "Nuan painting, why don't you wake up yet?"

I have known Tang Nuan's painting for more than a year, and every time Tang Nuan's painting encounters any danger, she always firmly believes that Tang Nuan's painting will be able to turn the bad.

Because a smart and kind-hearted girl like her should not fall into the pit of fate and be unable to climb out.

But I don't know why, God seems to be deliberately embarrassing people, setting up countless stumbling blocks in front of Tang Nuan's painting time and time again.

"Nuanhua, I beg you, will you wake up, okay?" Lin Nanxiang said, and a tear fell helplessly from her eye socket.

These days, she has no idea how many times she has cried, and now her tears are almost drying up, but there are still countless worries and sorrows in her heart.

She didn't even expect Tang Nuanhua to wake up, even if Tang Nuanhua could hear her voice and give such a physiological reaction.

"Nuanhua, please come on, fight against the **** of death, OK? Come back quickly, OK?"

Lin Nanxiang wiped her body while holding her hand tightly, "Nuanhua, you forgot that there is your favorite man, your favorite father, and the company you care about most in this world. Yet?"

"You still have me, Si Xia, and Bai Ye's friends. Have you forgotten everything? We all love you so much. You are also a person who values ​​love and righteousness. Do you really have the heart to leave us like this? ?"

"Nuanhua, you can't do it, I know you can't do it, so please don't close your eyes again. Open your eyes and wake up, OK? I haven't heard your voice for a long time. Even if you say a word to me, there is only one sentence."

However, no matter how Lin Nanxiang cried on the side, the people on the hospital bed still did not react at all, like a pool of calm stagnant water, without the slightest ripple.

"Warm painting, oooooooo..."

Finally, Lin Nanxiang couldn't restrain himself again, and started crying loudly beside the bed of Tang Nuan painting.

Her cry was so fragile, so helpless, and so hoarse.

She wished she could reach out her hand directly to fight back the soul painted by Tang Nuan from the **** of death, but he could do nothing, nothing...

"Wipe your tears."

When Lin Nanxiang was crying loudly, a voice suddenly came from her ear.

Lin Nanxiang was really sad and too self-conscious, so he didn't even notice that someone came in silently.

This would realize that someone had come in, and she quickly buried her head and wiped her tears away in her arms, then raised her head in panic, "Teacher, coach?"

The person who appeared in front of her was Wen Moxuan.

"Why did you come here?" Lin Nanxiang didn't expect to meet a martial arts coach here. She thought that she didn't tell too many people about Tang Nuanhua's injury.

This time Tang Nuan painting was injured. In order not to make too many people sad, she did not even tell Tang Zhen, the father of Tang Nuan painting, because she knew that Tang Nuan painting did not want to let others know her situation.

But this Wen Moxuan...

"There is a friend who is sick here. I came to visit him. I just passed by the door of this ward and listened to you crying inside. Then I stopped and watched. I didn't expect..."

I didn't expect to see this scene here.

The **** the hospital bed was extremely weak and skinny, but it was still not difficult to tell from her face that she was painted by Tang Nuan.

"It turned out to be like this." Lin Nanxiang suddenly realized it.

"Well, what happened to Nuan Painting?" Wen Moxuan asked calmly at this time.

Tang Nuan painted a large circle of bandages on her head. You don't need to ask to know that she must have had brain surgery.

Lin Nanxiang finally recovered some peace. Knowing that Wen Moxuan was also concerned about Tang Nuan's paintings, he said softly, "Nuanhua accidentally had a car accident a while before, and since she was sent to the hospital, she has never woke up again. "

"Is it life threatening?"

Wen Moxuan frowned involuntarily.

Lin Nanxiang shook his head, "Shao Li found the best brain doctor in China for Nuanhua. He has already undergone several chemotherapy treatments, and Nuanhua's life is no longer in danger."

"But... the doctor said that Nuanhua's car accident might have injured some brain nerves, which caused her to awake for a long time. Moreover, I don't know when she will wake up."

In fact, the most terrifying result of an event is not that there is a result. It is that you know that there is a result, but you don't know how long you have to wait, or even if the result will fail.

It was as if Lin Nanxiang didn't know how long it would take for Tang Nuan's painting to be willing to wake up from his dream.

She can only keep waiting, hopelessly, until she can really wake up one day.

"Coach Wen, thank you for being able to care about the warm painting. I really appreciate it." Lin Nanxiang lowered his head slightly at this time.

"You're welcome." Wen Moxuan said lightly.

He silently looked at the painting of Tang Nuan lying on the hospital bed, but he felt an uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

"Have he visited Nuanhua?" asked quietly.

"Who?" Lin Nanxiang was taken aback for a moment, then came to an epiphany, "Oh, you said Young Master Li."

"Of course Young Master Li has visited Nuan Hua, he will come as soon as he has time, and Young Master Li is now investigating the murderer who harmed Nuan Hua. Young Master Li is very dedicated to Nuan Hua."

"Hardly? How can I let her go out alone and get her into a car accident." Wen Moxuan suddenly snorted coldly.

He knew that Li Jingyi was a man of high status, but he didn't think Li Jingyi was so remarkable.

If a man can't even protect the woman he loves, no matter how good his career is, what is there to admire?

"Coach, you, don't you say that."