Chapter 206: Recent Surgery

Ning Qing stood up and ran over.

She knelt on the ground, wanting to hug Lu Shaoming but not daring to move him. A large amount of blood remained on her forehead along the outline of his handsome sculpture.

"Shaoming!" Ning Qing's tears fell like broken beads, and her soft little hands tremblingly touched his handsome cheek, "Shaoming, open your eyes and look at me."

Hearing the girl's call, Lu Shaoming moved, and he reluctantly opened his eyes.

Before Ning Qing had time to rejoice, Mu Yunfan, who was already crazy, had already reversed the car. He stepped on the accelerator again and rushed here.

Ning Qing shrank in fear, her little hand touched the ground, and she touched a gun.

Lu Shaoming's lost gun.

Ning Qing picked up the gun, stood up slowly, and pointed the gun at Mu Yunfan in the car.

She had never killed anyone, nor had she ever held a gun. Her little hand holding the gun was trembling, and tears were pouring from her eyes. But she tried to keep her eyes wide open. Such a delicate little girl exuded a firm and cold air. .

She was scared, but she tried to be brave.

Shaoming fell, and she needed to protect herself and her man.

Mu Yunfan drove over, and Ning Qing pulled the trigger with tears in her eyes.

But a bloody hand blocked her eyes, and the man's soft and weak voice rang in her ears, "Baby, don't be afraid, close your eyes."

Her little hand holding the gun was grasped by Lu Shaoming's big hand, and with a bang, the bullet penetrated into Mu Yunfan's head.

Mu Yunfan fell, and the steering wheel suddenly turned to the right and hit the hillside.

With a "boom", the car exploded and burned into a ball of fire.

Mu Yunfan is dead.

Ning Qing stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears, then turned around, "Shaoming..."

The warmth in his hands suddenly dropped, and Lu Shaoming fell down.

"Brother!"…

Zhou Yao and Ou Luoxi rushed over.

…

Eight days later.

Grandma's funeral was over, and the entire Ning family fell into an atmosphere of sadness. Ning Qing ran to the hospital every day, and Lu Shaoming had been in a coma for eight days and never woke up.

In the ward, Ning Qing wiped Lu Shaoming's face with a warm towel. Due to illness, his chiseled handsome face had lost a lot of weight, but his facial features were more profound and three-dimensional.

There was a circle of green and broken stubble on his strong chin, giving him a slightly masculine feeling of vicissitudes of life. Ning Qing would hold his chin and kiss his stubble gently every time. , talk to him.

"Husband, why aren't you awake yet? Can you open your eyes and look at me? Husband, I miss you so much. The Spring Festival will be here in a few days. This is the first New Year of our marriage. Please wake up and be with me. How are you? Husband, I love you."

When Yue Wanqing entered the ward, she saw her daughter sitting on the bedside talking to herself. She felt very uncomfortable. After putting down the thermos cup, she went into the bathroom to wash her face.

She cannot cry or be weak at this time. As a mother, she must be her daughter's strongest backing when her daughter needs support.

At this time, the bathroom door was pushed open and Ning Zhenguo walked in.

After experiencing the imprisonment of Li Meiling and the death of Ning Yao and grandma, he had become much older. He stepped forward and put his arms around Yue Wanqing's shoulders, sighing, "Wanqing, don't be sad. You and Qingqing have lost a lot of weight in the past few days. Mr. Lu will wake up, let’s be optimistic.”

"Yes." Yue Wanqing held back her tears. She looked at Ning Zhenguo and said softly, "Zhenguo, you haven't been to the company for several days because of grandma's funeral. The hospital doesn't need you, so you don't have to run here every day. , you go to the company and do your work."

"Wanqing, you and Qingqing are more important than the company. Mr. Lu is in a coma. Although I can't help when I come to the hospital, at least I am the only man in the Ning family and the support of your mother and daughter. I was too messy in the past. After going through so many things, I understand that what people need most in this life is a warm home. I'm sorry for you mother and daughter. Fortunately, I still have time to make up for it slowly. Wanqing, please give me one from both you and Qingqing. Give it a chance.”

Yue Wanqing looked sad, "I entered the Ning family when I was 8 years old. Now that my mother has passed away, we are the only family of four left in the Ning family. The young couple come to stay with us all the time. I have forgiven you in my heart, but I have kidney disease." The surgery has not been better than two years, Zhenguo, you..."

Ning Zhenguo hugged Yue Wanqing into his arms, "Wanqing, it doesn't matter if you live for one year or two years, I will always be by your side. You and Qingqing should move back to Ning's house. Mr. Lu is unconscious , you and Qingqing both need to be taken care of, the Ning family is your home."

Tears fell from Yue Wanqing's eyes.

Ning Qing listened silently to the conversation between the two, her eyes were wet. In fact, the lives of Ning Zhenguo and Xu Junxi were very similar. They were not bad in nature, but they took a wrong path.

Sometimes hatred is not so important. What is important is that the living people are happy.

She chose to forgive Ning Zhengguo.

I hope my grandma, who is far away in heaven, can feel relieved.

…

After sending Yue Wanqing and Ning Zhenguo away, Ning Qing stayed in the ward with Lu Shaoming. She was about to tell Lu Shaoming a story when her vision went blank and white snow fell outside the window.

Snowing!

Ning Qing showed her first bright smile in eight days. She ran to the window and looked out. White snow was floating in the sky, and the beautiful crystal snowflakes slowly fell to the ground.

Ning Qing suddenly remembered the first time she met Lu Shaoming. It was still summer and she was wearing a long skirt. She didn't expect that so soon, all the sweet and beautiful things in the past were still vivid in her mind, and the winter solstice came one year.

Ning Qing's cheeks were already wet when she felt it, and tears burst out of her eyes at some point.

Shaoming…

When can he wake up?

Ning Qing held her face with her little hands to hold back her tears. The strength she had pretended to be these days suddenly collapsed. Life without him was so difficult.

Her heart was empty.

When Ning Qing cried bitterly, a strong arm was clasped around her slender waist, and she fell into a familiar warm embrace, "Fool, why are you crying?"

His voice was hoarse after being comatose for too long, but it was still low-pitched and pleasant. His voice was so soft and heart-wrenching.

Ning Qing froze for a moment and turned around stupidly. Yes, the man she longed for was already standing in front of her.

"Shaoming, Shaoming!" Ning Qing burst into tears. She threw herself into the man's chest and nuzzled him coquettishly. "Shaoming, are you awake? Don't talk. Don't talk. If this is A dream, let me never wake up. Wuwu, Shaoming, I miss you so much. I dream about you every night, you just hold me like this, but nothing happens when I open my eyes. I didn’t wake up, I could only cry…”

Lu Shaoming rubbed her hair lovingly, leaned down, gently bit the corner of her lip, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"Yeah, it hurts." Ning Qing nodded while crying, purring her pink lips cutely.

But she thought wrong. If she felt pain, it meant she was not dreaming.

Ning Qing slowly raised her head. Her eyes were filled with glistening tears. She only dared to look at him timidly. She reached out and touched his handsome face. This feeling...

"Shaoming," Ning Qing's whole body came to life. A bright smile bloomed on her delicate little face. She was jumping up and down with joy and was at a loss. "Shaoming, is it really you? You're awake." ?you're awake!"

Ning Qing hooked his little hands around his neck and pulled him down, "Bite me again, please bite me again."

Her soft little body snuggled into his arms and kept acting like a baby. Lu Shaoming's whole heart felt so soft. His little wife was a 20-year-old girl.

Lu Shaoming frowned, bent down, and bit the corner of her lip again with some force. He asked softly, "Does it hurt this time?"

He was reluctant to bite her, her lips were so fragrant and soft, his whole body would go weak if he bit them.

"Yeah, it hurts." Ning Qing nodded happily. She was really not dreaming. Lu Shaoming was back.

Seeing the man straighten up, Ning Qing quickly hung on his neck without letting go. She shook her head and said coyly and sweetly, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. Husband, bite me again."

"Ha." Lu Shaoming chuckled, clasped the back of her head with his big hands, and kissed her tenderly.

Ning Qing felt that she was drunk, with sweetness in her mouth and beauty in her heart. The man put his arms around her waist and spun around. His handsome body was pressed against the wall, and he held her whole in his warm arms. Don't let her get cold, gentle and gentlemanly.

There was a little bit of force and exploration between his lips and tongue. The two of them hadn't touched each other for seven or eight days, and they couldn't control themselves when they did.

When the kiss was hard to break up, Ning Qing put her small hands on his chest and pushed him away, "Shaoming, wait a minute, you just woke up and you are still a patient. I will call the doctor to check your body..."

This "patient" made Lu Shaoming raise his eyebrows. She said that he looked weak. He bent down and picked up the girl.

Suddenly weightless, Ning Qing screamed "Ah" and hugged the man's neck tightly.

"Shaoming, please put me down quickly. You are a patient now and cannot hold me."

Lu Shaoming put her on the hospital bed, with one long knee on the bed sheet, and his calloused thumb caressed her delicate jaw. He said, "Speak again, patient. Do you believe that I will make it impossible for you to get out of bed?"

Ning Qing's face turned red. A patient was just a patient. Why did he mind being called this?

It rolled like a small pink snowball in his arms. She stretched out her slim arms and rang the alarm bell beside the bed.

The doctor is here.

…

The doctor checked Lu Shaoming's body and found that he was fine. The doctor asked him to take a good rest.

After the doctor left, Ning Qing placed a soft pillow behind him and he leaned on it comfortably. Ning Qing took off her shoes and went to bed, lifted the quilt and nestled in his arms obediently.

He finally woke up. This feeling was both beautiful and unreal. Ning Qing was afraid that he would slip away like a dream again. She touched his charming face with her little hands and kept rubbing his stubble with her lips.

Her lips felt prickly and itchy, so Ning Qing closed her eyes and let out a pleasant sound.

Seeing the girl clinging to him so much, Lu Shaoming pulled her into his arms amusedly. He kissed her forehead and asked, "Mu Yunfan, have the police station and grandma's affairs been settled?"

Ning Qing opened her eyes, her expression calm but with a hint of sadness, "Well, your second brother and Secretary Zhu handled all the subsequent matters. Someone from the Mu family picked up Mu Yunfan, found the murderer, and issued a statement to the police. I am innocent. In the past few days... my father has been organizing grandma’s funeral and has taken care of everything.”

"Yes." Lu Shaoming nodded. He knew that the girl was sad. Four lives had passed away in one night. She also needed time to forget what happened with Mu Yunfan.

Lu Shaoming changed the subject and asked softly, "What, you have a father again?"

Ning Qing heard the teasing meaning in his words. She picked up her pink fist and hit him lightly. Not wanting to continue the topic with him, she pouted her lips and asked, "Shaoming, why did you sleep for eight whole days?" , I feel so scared every day when I see you still awake.”

As she spoke, the girl stretched out her two little hands and took out eight pink and white fingers for him to see.

Extremely wronged.

Lu Shaoming kissed her little face and said with a smile, "I had a very long dream. In the dream, there was a little girl who took a storybook and kept telling me stories. Her voice was so nice that I didn't want to wake up. "

Does he know she tells him stories?

What, then it’s her fault that he woke up now.

Lu Shaoming palmed a storybook on the bedside table. He flipped through two pages and frowned, "Is this your entertainment hobby?"

This storybook is very old. It is full of **** stories about crazy men and women. Ning Qing loves to read it.

But this is obviously not in the eyes of men. With his superior upbringing, this is probably the first time he has read this kind of book. His evaluation of this book is written on his face---vulgar.

"Give it back to me!" Ning Qing grabbed the storybook like a treasure, her thin face turned as red as a peach blossom, and hummed, "Don't look down on this book. You have been listening to this book for the past eight days. sober.”

Seeing the girl hiding the storybook under the pillow, Lu Shaoming lovingly touched her head, but before he could touch her, his eyes went dark and he had a severe headache.

Lu Shaoming closed his eyes and gently held his forehead.

As soon as Ning Qing turned around, she saw the man looking slightly pained and exhausted. She was shocked. She held Lu Shaoming's pale handsome face with her two small hands and asked with concern, "Shaoming, what's wrong with you? Where does it hurt? Don't scare me."

Lu Shaoming suddenly opened his eyes, reached out and hugged her into his arms. He kissed her delicate pink neck and said with a smile, "Can this also deceive you? Look, I caught you."

Ning Qing breathed a sigh of relief. She kissed the man's charming temples sideways and said aggrievedly, "Shaoming, don't scare me in the future. I'm so afraid that something will happen to you."

"Yes," Lu Shaoming nodded, "Don't worry, nothing will happen to me. I will always be with you. Ning Qing, I'm a little hungry. You go back and cook for me. I want you to cook it yourself."

Hearing that he was hungry, Ning Qing quickly let go of him. She kissed the corners of his lips with a crooked smile, "Then, husband, please wait for me. I'll be back soon."

…

When Ning Qing left the ward, Zhu Rui happened to arrive. After saying hello, Zhu Rui pushed the door open and saw his CEO leaning on the bedside, frowning and pressing his temples.

Zhu Rui hurried forward, "President, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Shaoming opened his eyes, without much emotion. He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "Nothing's wrong, my head hurts a little. Let's go and take a brain X-ray."

The film came out half an hour later. The attending doctor said with a solemn expression, "Mr. Lu, judging from the results, there is a very small shadow on the central nervous system of your head. Considering that you were hit by a car, it is very serious." There may be a very small glass fragment flying into your head. This situation is very dangerous and it is best to undergo surgery in the near future.”