The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

"Why haven't you woke up yet?" Millie looked worriedly at Lan Xinhui on the hospital bed: "Doctor, didn't you say that her brain is not damaged? Why hasn't she woke up after so long?"

"It's hard to say," the doctor pondered for a moment and said, "Maybe she still has injuries that we haven't detected; maybe, she has a weak will to survive and doesn't want to wake up."

"But if she keeps lying down like this," Millie became even more worried, "Will it, will it..."

"Millie!" Tan Lao interrupted Mili impatiently, preventing her from saying any unkind words.

"Continuing like this will definitely have an impact on the body," the doctor said: "You can try to talk to her, maybe you can make her wake up earlier."

After the doctor left, Millie turned around and looked down at Lan Xinhui who was like a sleeping beauty on the hospital bed, she reached out and stroked her pale face: "Xinhui, wake up quickly, the doctor said that you have been doing this for too long to harm your body. No, you wake up quickly, okay?"

She took Lan Xinhui's weak hand, and babbled for a long time, until her throat was smoked, but Lan Xinhui was still lying there lifeless, without any reaction.

When she stopped to drink water, Tan Lao walked to the hospital bed and said a lot to Lan Xinhui, but she still didn't respond.

"What should we do?" Millie said discouragedly, "We've talked so much, but she hasn't woken up yet!" She hesitated, and said, "I think it's better to let Wang Zichen come and see her, maybe he As soon as it came, Huihui woke up!"

"Don't mention him again!" When it came to Wang Zichen, Tan Lao was still furious: "Didn't I tell you? Ah Hui is like this, he was beaten."

"Even if their husband and wife fight," Millie persuaded patiently, "But they are husband and wife after all. If you hide Huihui so quietly and prevent them from seeing each other, if something happens to her, can you bear the responsibility?"

Hearing her unfavorable words, Qin Lao was very impatient and said coldly, "If you don't want to be responsible, just leave!"

"You—" Millie stomped her feet, turned around, and stopped arguing with him.Looking at the ignorant Lan Xinhui, she suddenly thought of a possibility: "Tell me, if you wake up, will you lose your memory?"

Tan Lao didn't blame her for speaking badly this time, but he hoped that she would lose her memory and forget the person who hurt her just like in the TV series... Seeing that she was so emaciated and weeping secretly because of that person, he would rather she forget Everything, as long as she can return to the cheerful and happy before.

This time it was Millie who realized that she had said something she shouldn't have said, so she quickly poohed a few times and said, "Bah, bah, bad spirit, bad spirit."

But Tan Lao gave her a sideways glance, but suddenly rushed over.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Millie guarded her **** vigilantly: "Don't mess around, I, I will call someone..."

Tan Lao pushed her aside impatiently, threw himself in front of Lan Xinhui's hospital bed, held his breath, and watched the subtle changes on Lan Xinhui's face.

It was only then that Millie realized that she had misunderstood. She turned around and climbed over Lan Xinhui's hospital bed and looked at her eagerly: "What? She's awake?"

"Shh—" Qin Lao made a gesture to silence her.

"Shh what? Don't you want her to wake up?" Millie said dissatisfiedly. Suddenly, her eyes widened in surprise, and she let out a low voice: "It moved, it moved! I saw her eyelashes move!"