Chapter 1563

The doctor probed Cheng Xiaoxi's forehead with his hand, "it's not burning." Then he turned and looked at the ECG beside him, "well, it's not bad"

"he just coughed suddenly. Is there anything wrong with his lungs?" Sheng Zimo looks at the doctor with a serious face and says what happened just now.

Cheng Xiaoxi turns her head and looks at Sheng Zimo. When the light becomes stronger and stronger, and his voice becomes clearer and clearer, she suddenly realizes a problem, that is It's not a dream!

It's not that she has never had such a dream, but she has never been so clear.

Whether it's Sheng Zimo's face or his voice, it's so clear that even the stabbing pain on the back of his hand is really flawless.

What kind of dream can be true to such a degree?

Unless It's all illusions!

Yes, hallucinations!

Dreams can't be so real, and reality can't be so beautiful.

So It's all illusions, beautiful illusions.

"Xi Xi, Xi Xi?"

Sheng Zimo's voice interrupts Cheng Xiaoxi's thoughts. When she comes back, Sheng Zimo is looking at him anxiously, frowning, "can you hear me?"

Because since she opened her eyes, there has been no sound, except for that fierce cough, she looked at herself like a fool, and didn't say a word.

He was really worried that a high fever would make her silly.

More afraid that she can not withstand the blow of this disaster, so depressed, on the melancholy autistic.

Cheng Xiaoxi looked at her straight, a heart again become tight up.

All of a sudden, she wanted to cry, wanted to.

So, in Sheng Zimo's worried eyes, her tears welled up, and suddenly It's out of control.

"Why are you crying?" Sheng Zimo worried to wipe away her tears, "it's hard, isn't it?"

"Well!" Cheng Xiaoxi heavily nodded his head, voice choked like a child.

Hearing her response, even if she cried into tears, Sheng Zimo still breathed heavily, and the corners of his lips rose slightly. "Fortunately, I thought you were stupid."

Watching him smile, Cheng Xiaoxi suddenly feels more aggrieved.

But originally just the movement of tears, but also gradually replaced by her sobbing voice, until finally, she really can't hold back, "wow" cry out, although very small, but very depressed, also very painful.

Seeing that she was crying so painfully, Sheng Zimo thought that she was very uncomfortable, so he immediately turned to the doctor and said, "doctor, she is so miserable. Do you want to give her another general examination?"

"She is not suffering, she is wronged." The doctor smiles, then turns to look at Sheng Zimo, "sometimes patients need emotion, not treatment." With that, he turned and left the ward.

Sheng Zimo watched the doctor leave, and in an instant Seems to understand something.

He thought about it, then turned to look at the crying girl like a child, sighed helplessly, and walked to her.

He didn't ask her where she was uncomfortable and whether it was uncomfortable as before. Instead, he gently held her thin hand and sat down beside her.

Looking at her red and swollen eyes, pale face, and just a few days will be thin not look like a small face, the heart of the faint pain up, "want to cry out loud cry it, this may be more comfortable, don't hold in the heart."

Cheng Xiaoxi, who is crying, suddenly stops. She opens her eyes and looks at the man in front of her. For a moment, some place in her heart seems to be suddenly torn, and it hurts hard.

She stared at Sheng Zimo, and suddenly sat up.

Just before Sheng Zimo could react, Cheng Xiaoxi jumped directly into his arms, and then cried without struggling.

This sound shocked Sheng Zimo, but also made him feel sad.

Her cry is like a child, the unbridled roar mixed with reckless willfulness, but also with her long suppressed vent.

Sheng Zimo patted her on the shoulder to comfort her, but didn't persuade her any more.

After all, people are the most vulnerable at this time. No one can guarantee that they will not collapse after experiencing these things that Cheng Xiaoxi has experienced.

Who can guarantee to keep calm after so many things have happened?

At least, Sheng Zimo felt he couldn't do it.

When Sheng Qing left, when his father left, even when Yao Haiyue left, he didn't be so calm, let alone Cheng Xiaoxi?

She is so small, so weak, how can she resist those attacks?

All of a sudden, he thought of the time when she left Qu Shaochen six or seven years ago and came to the United States with Ozawa in her arms.

At that time, she was also like Cheng Xiaoxi. On the surface, she was strong, but on the inside, she was fragile.

But the difference is that at that time, Murai orange had Ozawa in his stomach and his company, but what about Cheng Xiaoxi?Overnight, she lost everything.

From now on, she has nothing.

Thinking of this, Sheng Zimo can't help but feel more for the girl and pity her.

"Cry, just cry..." Sheng Zimo stroked her back and patted her gently.

Maybe it's God's will, maybe it's man-made.

He didn't know why he suddenly changed his mind to go to B city and insisted on meeting a friend in that French restaurant.

I don't know why I went to the door of the restaurant but didn't want to go in, so I turned around and left.

All he knew was that when he saw the haggard girl walking by the side of the road, tottering like a lost angel, his heart suddenly softened.

Until now, he did not know what kind of uneasiness and anxiety he felt when he saw her slowly fall to the ground.

Especially now Looking at her crying in her arms like a child, his heart could not help but faint pain up.

Sheng Zimo doesn't know why he suddenly worries about this girl. He only knows that from now on, he really can't leave her.

Aware of this problem, Sheng Zimo sighed helplessly and turned his eyes to the window, looking at the darkness there. Suddenly, his heart was warming slowly.

Maybe That's God's will!

God asked him to save her ten years ago, maybe just for today.

In order to let her in such a time of loss, there is a dependence.

Head down, the girl's cry has been much smaller.

Maybe she is tired of crying. At this time, her whole body is buried in Sheng Zimo's arms, soft like a clever cat. "Are you better?" Sheng Zimo looked at her with a tender voice.