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

The busy rescue came to an end, and Wang Zichen also recovered to breathe spontaneously.

Wang Zichen's brain hadn't been substantially damaged in the first place, and the reason why he fell into a coma was only caused by his inner demons.

Stimulated by Lan Xinhui and Hao Shuai's powerful heart medicine, he also woke up not long after.

After blinking, he slowly opened his eyes.

At that time, he felt as if he was imprisoned, unable to move his whole body, the only thing that could move was his eyes.

He rolled his eyes, looking one by one at the faces that surrounded his bed.

Seeing Wang Zichen opened his eyes, the Wang family was overjoyed, and they stared at him with eager and earnest eyes.

However, after waking up, Wang Zichen didn't have any expression on his face. He rolled his eyes and looked at them again, again, and again...

The focus of his eyes was not on any of their faces, as if they were not the ones he wanted to see.

Zhu Qimei saw the search in his eyes, she knew he was looking for Lan Xinhui.

She looked up and found that there was no Lan Xinhui among the people around the hospital bed.At this time, she remembered that Lan Xinhui ran out of the ward not long ago.

Wang Zichen rolled his eyes and looked around a few times, and everyone in the Wang family called his name excitedly.

However, he didn't respond. He glanced at them strangely and indifferently, and then closed his eyes tiredly.

"Zichen, Zichen, wake up!"

"Zichen, you can't sleep anymore, wake up!"

However, Wang Zichen seemed deaf to their calls, and continued to close his eyes regardless.

He clearly heard Lan Xinhui's call, he clearly felt that Lan Xinhui was in distress and asked for help.He woke up just to save her, but why couldn't he see her after he woke up?

Was her distress and seeking help an illusion?Is it hallucination?

Wang Zichen closed his eyes, enduring dizziness and thinking hard.

He wanted to carefully recall the feeling when he heard Lan Xinhui asking for help, he wanted to feel the feeling of hearing Lan Xinhui's voice...

It should be a memory, not a hallucination. Lan Xinhui's voice seemed to be ringing in his ears, but why didn't Lan Xinhui's voice disappear when he opened his eyes?

"Don't let him continue to sleep!" Someone said something, and everyone began to call Wang Zichen eagerly again.However, he remained indifferent.

Seeing this situation, Zhu Jiumei whispered something to Wang Ziji, asking him to find Lan Xinhui.

Wang Ziji hurried out of the ward to look for Lan Xinhui.

However, he searched around the hospital, but he couldn't find Lan Xinhui.

When I called her, there was a beep to shut down the phone.

At this moment, Wang Ziji remembered that after Lan Xinhui's accident, her mobile phone was brought back to the capital by him, but it was never charged again, so of course it was turned off at this time.

There was no other way, Wang Ziji could only retrieve the surveillance video in the hospital.

It was not an easy thing to do, and by the time he could finally watch the surveillance video, several hours had passed.

Through the surveillance video, Wang Ziji saw Lan Xinhui running out of the ward, and hurried into a bathroom not far away.

After she came out, she whispered a few words to Hao Shuai who was waiting outside.

Then, Lan Xinhui had returned to the outside of the ward, and at that time, all the Wang family members had poured into the ward.

She stood outside the ward, talking to the doctor who came out of the ward, probably asking about Wang Zichen's condition.

After she solemnly saluted and thanked the doctor, she took another look inside the ward, and then she resolutely left the ward and left the hospital directly...

Seeing that his son fell asleep again, Wang Cheng was very anxious. While asking the doctor to find a solution as soon as possible, he asked his younger son Wang Ziji to find Lan Xinhui.

Wang Ziji immediately sent people to look for him, but he had been here for several hours, how easy was it to find Lan Xinhui in such a vast crowd like the capital?