Chapter 1182

His skin was soft, moist and clean, and her hand fell on his cheek.

Su Jincheng just calmly gazed at her, did not push her away, also did not respond.

Let me wipe a little bit of Acacia, but I can't help him

He did not answer, but looked at her in silence, letting her rub against his face.

Gu Xiangsi wiped his face carefully, and his fingers rubbed gently on his face. After the bloodstain was rubbed off, his plain white cheek was also rubbed out several red marks by her.

She was reluctant to let go.

He stood in front of her, standing in front of her alive, how nice.

She held his face in her hands and was distracted until he pinched her wrist and slowly took her hand away from her cheek.

Su Jincheng's eyes were a little deep, looking at her slowly open mouth: "thank you very much."

Gu Xiangsi didn't care. After taking back his hand, he said with a smile: "if you really want to thank you, or if you have time to invite me to dinner."

"Good." Su Jincheng answers slowly.

Gu Xiangsi is a little surprised. When he comes back to God, he has turned to leave.

She looked at his back and lost her consciousness.

Last time she said she was free to invite him to dinner, and this time he agreed to invite him to dinner.

So, she can have two meals with him.

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on the other hand, Su Xiangwan waited for a long time outside the intensive care unit, and Mu Beiting did not wake up.

Until noon, Rong Chen came over.

Mrs. Mu immediately went to meet him and said, "let boy, when will Beiting wake up? I don't believe what they say, I only believe in you

Rong Chen held the old lady mu, and after a moment's silence, he said slowly, "it's unknown whether you can wake up. The third brother has multiple visceral bleeding, and his head is seriously injured. If my grandfather didn't operate in person, and the rescue was timely, I'm afraid it would be hopeless."

The old lady's figure swayed. Ms. Lu held her up and sobbed: "Mom!"

Rong Chen and other two people slowed down, continued: "now can only look at himself, do the personnel, listen to the destiny."

Su Xiangwan listened to him from afar, dropped her eyes and clenched her hands into fists.

Li Xiaoxiao couldn't do it in a hurry. He squatted beside the wheelchair and held her hand tightly. He comforted her constantly: "late at night Mu Beiting will be OK. He will wake up. Everything will be OK. "

Su's eyes were scarlet at night, but she didn't cry.

Line of sight falls on Li Xiaoxiao's body, slowly extrudes a smile to her: "I know."

I know. He'll wake up.

He still has me, and every year, as well as Ms. Lu and Mrs. mu, and so many relatives and friends, how could he be willing to leave like this.

But Li Qingqing, why two generations of people, whether you are satisfied or frustrated, but will not let me go.

Li Xiaoxiao looked at Su Xiangwan and was still smiling at her. Tears rolled in her eyes and choked: "don't laugh when you are sad in the evening. It's ugly to laugh."

Su xiangevening raised the corner of the mouth slowly fall down, turned his head, line of sight again fell on the glass of the intensive care unit.

Li Xiaoxiao looked at her anxiously. She must not know that her face was pale like paper at the moment, without any blood color. Her eyes were red with blood, but she refused to shed tears.

When Rong Chen and Mrs. Mu finished their explanation, they came to Su Xiangwan.

Su looked at him in the evening and whispered, "can I go in and see him?"

Rong Chen was silent for a moment. He said in a warm voice, "tomorrow, you are not in good condition now. I will arrange you to go in tomorrow."

"Good."