Her face was still white, and her tender red lips covered her shocking bright red...

The delicate little face showed an unbearable look of pain. She cried and shouted in a low, small cat-like voice, "Mommy... hurts..."

Long Hao suddenly turned his head, and his memories flowed back, as if he had returned to the terrible night many years ago. When they were still very young, she was also lying in the bed, with a high fever, and crying and calling her mother...

God made him taste that despair again for the second time.

He clearly swears that he would never let her suffer such pain again. Why...

Why did he be angry with her? If he had come to her earlier, wouldn't she have encountered such a terrible thing like this...

Long Hao closed his eyes and pushed the wet and hot water in his eyes down. He turned around and looked at Xiaoxue, his eyes stuck to the small face as big as a palm, and suddenly he smiled. His smile was very gentle, so gentle that it made people cry.

"Xiaoxue, don't be afraid. No matter what happens, Brother Bubble will always be with you."

"Xiaoxue, Brother Bubble likes you, I like you very much, I like you very much from the first sight..."

"Wait until you are done, Brother Bubble will take you to play, anywhere you want to go..."

He lowered his head and pressed his face against the back of his delicate hands. There was a warm liquid that kept falling on the palm of her hand.

He kissed the back of her hand and half kneeled on the ground, like the most devout believer, willing to serve his princess, loyalty and life.

"Xiaoxue, I love you..."

When Yin Holy Night came, I saw this scene.

His face turned pale. Through the transparent glass window, he saw Xiaoxue lying on the bed. Her body was covered with shocking blood. Her clear big eyes were closed. The liquid that he once was commonplace became so dazzling at this moment.

In his empty eyes, a dark light suddenly became deserted at this moment.

The twilight setting sun outside the window seemed to be bloody in the eyes of the Yin Holy Night.

He stood quietly in that place, staring at her gaze, forgot everything at this moment, and the stagnant thoughts were only Xiaoxue's face.

When she left him, she was still fine...

Now it has become like this...

Somewhere in his heart and mouth became cold, his face was not covered in blood, and his lips became pale.

...

The sunset is falling.

When it was dark, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the entrance of the hospital, and a group of amazing people ran in.

Ye Weilan had tears on his face, ran to the door and took a look, then whimpered, turned around and threw herself into Qi Ye's arms.

Qi Ye has never had such a cold face for many years. He patted Ye Weilan on the shoulder and comforted his beloved wife.

Ye Yan held Qin Yuling's arm, and the mother and daughter were both pale. Yi Sa stood aside, and her face looked very ugly.

"Where is Luoluo? When will Luoluo arrive..." Ye Weilan grabbed Qi Ye's arm and looked at his daughter lying on the hospital bed, her eyes full of torture.

Xiaoxue is most afraid of having children. She will be afraid of so many people surrounding her...

How could her daughter become like this after leaving the house once...

Qi Ye called Bai Yi again, and the ringtone of the cell phone came from behind. Bai Yi and Bai Luo strode over, wearing white coats while walking.

There was no time to call him, and the couple walked in.
Chapter completed!