Ace Sniper: My Husband Gets Down

After hearing what Li Qinghui said, He Yaoshi frowned and confirmed again, "Ming... picked it up?"

Li Qinghui nodded, "I picked it up."

He Yaoshi's eye circles suddenly became moist, he let out a long breath, took Li Qinghui's hand, and held it tightly.

"Thank you, Qinghui. I know you have paid a lot for this matter... Thank you!"

Li Qinghui felt that the bones of his hand were about to be crushed by He Yaoshi, but he also knew that He Yaoshi and Zong Mingzhe had a very good relationship. Ever since Zong Mingzhe's accident, He Yaoshi had to be busy among all kinds of people and things.He loves Zong Mingzhe more than others, but he has to face this matter stronger and more rationally than others.

Li Qinghui has great admiration for He Yaoshi, if this kind of thing happens to others, no one can be like He Yaoshi.

"Captain He, I'm a doctor. It's within my power to save Zong Mingzhe. You don't need to thank me."

Then he asked He Yaoshi, "Xuelan...where did she go?"

He Yaoshi lowered his head and thought for a while, then shook his head, and said to Li Qinghui, "I can't tell you about this, and I hope you don't ask Feng Xuelan."

Li Qinghui was both surprised and curious, but He Yaoshi's serious eyes clearly said that this matter is very serious.

No matter how curious he was, Li Qinghui understood that some things could not be answered just by asking.

He stubbornly stayed here for most of the night, sitting by the bed and staring at Feng Xuelan intently.He was not feeling well, trying to use his clever mind to analyze what might have happened.But what he saw on the plane was beyond his imagination, and he couldn't think of anything that could make Feng Xuelan look like that.

Covered in blood... Unless she crawled out of the dead...

Feng Xuelan slowly opened her eyes when the morning sun came through the window.

She stared blankly at the unfamiliar ceiling, not knowing where she was again.

Turning her head, she found a man lying beside her...

Feng Xuelan's mind replayed the situation before she passed out like a movie, and at the end of the recollection, she suddenly opened her eyes wide, turned over from the bed, stumbled and ran out.

Li Qinghui was startled awake and hurried to catch up with her.

"Xuelan! Xuelan! Where are you going!"

Feng Xuelan turned around abruptly, and found that the person holding her was actually Li Qinghui, she hurriedly turned around and grabbed Li Qinghui's arm tightly, opened her mouth eagerly, and made a hoarse voice.

"Is Mingzhe awake?"

Li Qinghui nodded vigorously, "He's awake!"

Feng Xuelan's eyes suddenly flashed light, and she was afraid that it was fake, so she asked again, "Is he really awake?"

"Really! He really woke up!" Li Qinghui frowned and said to Feng Xuelan, "I promised you would cure him, and I did it! I really did it!"

Tears welled up in Feng Xuelan's eyes again, and her heart was filled with indescribable joy.

"Thank you! Doctor Li, thank you... thank you..."

Tears welled up in Li Qinghui's eyes, he stretched out his hand to smooth the messy hair on Feng Xuelan's forehead, smiled wryly and said in a low voice, "Look, I even rescued Zong Mingzhe for you, from today onwards, you will Don't call me Doctor Li anymore, call me Qinghui, okay?"

Feng Xuelan nodded vigorously, but there were still countless "thank you" out of her mouth.

At this time, Mother He heard the noise and came out and saw this scene. She hurried over and took Feng Xuelan's hand, and said distressedly, "Why are you crying again? Xuelan, what do you think? Is there anything wrong?" Comfortable?"

Feng Xuelan looked at Mother He in surprise, and it took her a long time to realize that she was actually at He Yaoshi's home.

Looking down again, I was wearing the pajamas left by Hengheng's mother, the wounds on my body were all bandaged, and the blood was gone...

Mother He pulled Feng Xuelan and said to her, "Anyway, Mingzhe can't go anywhere else when he is lying in the hospital. You can take a shower, eat something, dress up nicely, and then let Dr. Take them with you to see him."

Feng Xuelan shook her head, she didn't want to dress up or eat, she just wanted to see Zong Mingzhe right now.

But Mother He pretended to be angry, "Be obedient!" Then she pushed her into the bathroom, rolled up her sleeves to help her wash her hair, and washed her back.

Feng Xuelan was not used to being taken care of like this, but Mother He acted like it was a matter of course.

After they finished washing, Papa He and He Yaoshi had already prepared breakfast.

Feng Xuelan reluctantly ate two mouthfuls, but her heart felt as anxious as if it was being cooked with oil.

After finally finishing their meal, He Yaoshi took out another set of clothes left by Heng Heng's mother and let Feng Xuelan change into them. After she finished changing, they drove to the hospital.

Returning to this place, with hope in her heart, Feng Xuelan felt like dreaming.

Putting on special clothes, she followed Li Qinghui into the intensive care unit slowly.Looking at Zong Mingzhe lying on the bed, Feng Xuelan's heart trembled.

Aren't his eyes still closed?
With Li Qinghui's permission, she cautiously called out...

"Mingzhe...Mingzhe?"

no response.

She took a deep breath and made a trembling voice again.

"Mingzhe..."

Then, she saw Zong Mingzhe's eyelashes trembling, and he slowly opened his eyes!
it is true!
He really woke up!
The heavy stone in Feng Xuelan's heart seemed to be thrown away at once, tears blurred her vision, she hurriedly turned her head to wipe away the tears, then turned around and forced a smile.

Zong Mingzhe looked at her face, his eyes sparkled, he tried his best to raise his hand, as if he wanted to touch her, but he couldn't break free from the instrument clamped in his hand.

Li Qinghui hurried over and pressed his hand back on the bed, and said in a low voice, "Don't move around."

Unable to move his hands, unable to speak, Zong Mingzhe could only look at Feng Xuelan helplessly.

Feng Xuelan squatted down, carefully pressed a light kiss on the back of his hand, then raised her head, and saw a satisfied smile in his eyes.

He really came back...

The visiting time ended soon. In order not to affect Zong Mingzhe's rest and recovery, Feng Xuelan could only reluctantly follow Li Qinghui out of the intensive care unit.

The team members around outside looked at them expectantly, Feng Xuelan said to them, "He can recognize me, he looks pretty good."

Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

The others all left after hearing the good news, and Li Qinghui was also called away by the hospital staff. Only Feng Xuelan and He Yaoshi were left at the entrance of the intensive care unit.

He Yaoshi took out the exquisite pen from his pocket and handed it to Feng Xuelan.