Chapter 865： : The vague truth

The look in Old Man An's eyes was complicated. Seeing An Hao woke up, he didn't say a word for a while, but his eyes were obviously painful.

The old lady's old face was full of tears, but when she saw Anhao was awake, she barely held up a kindly smile and looked at her.

And the tall and tall middle-aged man in a black trench coat, looking at Anhao, showed emotions that she couldn’t understand, like amazement, satisfaction, satisfaction, and some The dust settled.

But all this is not for Anhao to care about. She just felt that there were all messy sounds in her ears, but she didn't hear a word of those strange conversations.

The only thing she knew was that An Ping kept calling her name in front of the An family. An Ping admitted that she was the granddaughter of the An family in front of the An family. An Ping was talking about mom... mom...

Anhao's throat was so dry that she couldn't speak, and she didn't know what was wrong with her. It was obvious that she didn't have any more injuries on her body, at most it was the scars that were tied up.

But she didn't have the strength. Only the doctor went back and forth to help her diagnose and treat her. When the doctor asked An Ping to help her up, An Ping's hand gently touched her back, supporting Anhao and she sat up from the hospital bed. , Sitting next to her, while stroking her while leaning against her ear, said lovingly and tenderly: "You have been having a fever, and the high fever has not gone away for three days, but when the doctor wants to give you medicine and injections, you I’m all resisting. When I was in a coma, I didn’t have any consciousness or strength, but you have been resisting. So we have been trying our best to help you physically cool down these days. My poor child, you finally survived. If you are today If the fever persists at night, we may really have to force the doctor to give you an injection..."

The sound in Anhao's ear was chaotic. She sat on the bed stupidly and let the doctor come to see her. She just closed her eyes a little tired and didn't say a word.

Her memory stayed in the farm intertwined with firelight, the sky illuminated by firelight.

She had been having a dream these days when she had a fever. In the dream, Zuo Hancheng asked when she planned to return their King Kong Gourd Baby to him...

Is it because of this that she has been resisting the doctor's injections and medications?

She didn't know how she resisted in her dream, but she did dream of Zuo Hancheng's words.

A few nights before the accident, they still did not take any measures. This time she was not injured. Except for being choked by the billowing smoke, there was no trace of injury. What if...

If she had it, she couldn't let Zuo Hancheng down again, she couldn't be reckless even without the ability to protect their children.

The doctor is checking her condition and body temperature. Anhao’s head has been held by Anping against her shoulder, but Anhao doesn’t feel any warmth, just watching those doctors use some cold things on her. Stay.

Until the doctor left, she said a few words before leaving. Most of them were about the well-being of no major problems. She did not hear clearly.

Only when An Ping asked someone to bring some water to feed her, An Hao took a few sips of water through the straw on the water glass.

The water cup was removed, she lifted her head vaguely from An Ping's arms, and pushed her mother's embrace away without nostalgia, just looking at everyone in the ward faintly, regardless of the complexity in their expressions. He just turned his eyes and looked outside the door of the ward, it seemed that there was D, but D did not come in.

Anhao looked in the direction of D. Even though the door of the ward was closed, and even though maybe he could not hear her, she still sat on the bed and asked coldly, "Where is Zuo Hancheng..."

"Where is Zuo Hancheng..."

As soon as An Ping saw her look almost desperate, her face was distressed and speechless: "Child..."

An Hao didn't seem to see the heartache in An Ping's eyes, and only looked around at the other people in the ward: "Where is Zuo Hancheng?"

No one in the ward spoke, only Anhao's question: "Where is Zuo Hancheng? Where is he?!"

Anhao made a louder sound. Finally, the tall man in a black trench coat walked over and looked straight at Anhao. Anhao was also when he saw the man because of his cold attitude and inexplicably powerful aura. There was a slight pause, as if only he in this room would give her an answer.

She looked at him and asked very clearly: "Zuo Hancheng, my husband, where is he?"

"If there is no man in this world to love you, from now on, I will love you instead of Vllen. Child, you are a dusty pearl lost in this world by me, I will let you step by step Restore the light that belongs to you."

Anhao tilted his head slightly, but suddenly smiled.

She thought what the man said was a little strange.

What does it mean that there is one less man in this world to love her...

She has only a man like Zuo Hancheng in this world, and he is the only one who loves herself, what is missing? How could it be less? Zuo Hancheng is clearly alive!

But she couldn't speak, just because the middle-aged man looked at her with distress and an inexplicable glimmer in his eyes, like a kind of depressive excitement that he has finally hoped for.

Pearl...

Ha ha.

Zuo Hancheng has said long ago, what is the importance of someone else's pearl? She only needs to be his favorite...

Anhao subconsciously raised his hand and touched his ear. The diamond earrings worn by Zuo Hancheng himself were not there.

An unquenchable loss swept her, yes, the pair of ear studs were dragged down by Gu Shishi and thrown on the ground. Such a small thing, after such a serious explosion, I am afraid it has been buried in the ground. ...

"Anhao, you are my daughter!" The man's voice suddenly rang again, and with a soft voice that didn't want to scare her, as if with a sense of comfort and coaxing, he raised his eyes suddenly and looked again. When facing him, the man smiled and said, "My child, in the past twenty years, you have suffered. It is my fault. I didn't know your existence for so many years, and even..."

"Where is Zuo Hancheng?" However, An Hao didn't seem to listen to the man's words at all. He only moved his eyes away from his face indifferently, and turned his eyes to An Ping who was red eyes: "Tell me!"

Facing Anhao's indifference, the man was not angry, but his dark eyes swept to the old man who was standing in the ward without saying a word.

Receiving the man's cold and almost murderous gaze, Old Man An slowly closed his eyes, shook his head gently, and sighed.