Nanrong Huai'an gently hugs Feng Sufei and gradually tightens her arms.
At this moment, Nanrong Huai'an seems to understand something. I wish I could rub Feng Sufei into my body.
"Pain..."
When Feng Sufei sleeps, he can feel some suffocation and mumble.
South Rong Huai'an hears the voice of Feng Sufei, which brings him back to his senses.
When Huaian was rejuvenated, he sighed and reluctantly opened his arms.
But still holding the wind Sufi, did not release, just a lot of gentle action.
Feng Sufei didn't open her eyes from the beginning to the end, so she would not see the mood change of Nanrong Huai'an.
Nan Rong Huai'an holds Feng Sufei in his bed for a while. Listening to the sound of Feng Sufei's shallow breath, his heart can gradually calm down.
Nanrong Huai'an is not sure what happened to his legs, but he knows it must have something to do with Sophie.
This love gave him something different.
In fact, even Feng Sufi didn't know that the power of the queen of the Royal soul really integrates with the power of holiness, especially when he loves the people he loves.
Therefore, the leg of Nanrong Huai'an can be cured.
Maybe even Sishen didn't know these things.
If he knew, he would not have fallen in love with the queen just on the surface, maybe he would have broken through the last layer.
But the company did not know, so it did not have the most intimate contact.
Feng Sufei didn't know, so everything was so natural.
Nanrong Huai'an stayed in bed with Feng Sufei for a while before getting up.
He tucked in the corner of the quilt and kissed her forehead tenderly. Then he left the room gently and closed the door for Feng Sufei.
Nanrong Huai'an then went to the study, made a private phone call and called the doctor.
When his exclusive team gave him a full body examination, everyone looked at Nanrong Huai'an excitedly, "little Lord, you Your leg has completely recovered and there is no discomfort. "
We are really shocked that the leg of Shaozhu is still in the treatment stage before, at least for a year and a half.
I didn't expect it would be all right.
When the big guy talks, his voice is a little unsteady.
But they dare not ask why, but they all think it's a miracle, a miracle they don't know.
Or the little Lord has an adventure.
Nanrong Huai'an's hands hold the armrest of the chair tightly, and his mood is hard to calm.
Although all of them had done psychological preparation, at this moment, he was shocked and excited to hear the affirmation of his private medical team.
He can't let go of something because of his legs.
Now that his legs are all right, he doesn't have to endure any more.
This is an important thing for the Nanrong family.
All the medical staff were shocked and excited, some with tears in their eyes.
Three years, it's really three years, and the leg of Shao Zhu is finally all right.
They really want to jump up.
But the little Lord didn't speak. None of them dared to speak.
Because the atmosphere of this moment is too subtle.
Nanrong Huai'an was quiet for a long time, then he calmed down and said slowly, "this one is kept secret in advance, not to be disclosed to anyone."
"Yes! Don't worry, young Lord. We will never talk nonsense. "
Nanrong Huai'an closed his eyes and said, "go down first. I'll be quiet for a while."
"Yes!"
After they all retired, Nanrong Huai'an took out a new piece of information from the safe, which is all the information about Feng Sufei's life.