Quick Transmigration Little Stalker: The big villain is moving

Chapter 302 Miss Republic of China is acting like a baby again (53)

During those days abroad, Luo Xinghe shouldered heavy responsibilities and was even more trembling.

In his first year abroad, he also had a moderate car accident.Because I didn't want to worry my parents, I kept holding back the matter.

There is not much problem with the body, but the right leg is broken, and it is difficult to move after the plaster cast.

The recovery room is on the third floor of the hospital, and Luo Xinghe's ward is on the fifth floor.Every weekday, he has to touch the walls and walk the stairs, and go to the recovery room to exercise.

The psychiatric department is next door to the recovery room, and there is a figure sitting in it right now.

With a thin back and wide shoulders, even sitting, it still gives people a sense of coldness and rigidity.

The very familiar figure seems to have been seen somewhere.

Luo Xinghe paused for two seconds, and then heard the doctor inside say in English, "Your five senses are recovering well, but the recovery of vision is not so good. The specific reason should be nerve compression, which needs to be treated slowly."

The shoulders of the figure in front of the doctor suddenly slumped, and the spine of the whole person seemed to be smashed.

His voice was a little hoarse, and it sounded like his vocal cords were obviously damaged. "How long will it take to fully recover?"

When Luo Xinghe outside the door heard that overly familiar tone and voice, he froze in place, almost trying to see through the back of the man in the room.

He... isn't he dead?

Died in Shanghai!
The man who was asking a doctor, Xu Shi, noticed someone staring at him from behind, turned around slowly, and looked up at Luo Xinghe.

The face hasn't changed much, but you can see a large piece of powder marks on the neck where the new flesh has just grown.

Only a large area of ​​burns can form such an appearance.

After the man turned his head, he squinted his eyes at the figure outside the door for a long time, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, as if he couldn't see clearly, and finally gave up.

Luo Xinghe couldn't hold back, "Supervisor, Governor Zhang!"

With excitement, and with awe.

Three years of rehabilitation did not fully restore Zhang Yanqing's eyesight.

He remains blind when exposed to strong light, and can only see clearly at night.

In the western restaurant, two gentle and elegant men sat facing each other.

Luo Xinghe added a cup of scented tea to Zhang Yanqing, "Overlord, I'm ready to return home."

Zhang Yanqing stared at the flames of the burning candles on the table for a long time, then muffled a "hmm" and remained silent
"Aren't you going back?" Luo Xinghe asked, "Don't you want to see Jiang Wan?"

Those two words linger in Zhang Yanqing's heart countless times every day.

Would he not want to?
Thinking crazy, angry, full of holes in my heart.

But so what!

Go back to see her?

Let her see that she is now a trash who can't even aim a gun?

If he can't even protect himself, how can he protect her?
"Zhang Yanqing!" Luo Xinghe emphasized his tone, "Isn't it because of impaired vision that sometimes you can't see? It's not like you're missing arms or legs. Why don't you dare to see Jiang Wan?"

"Do you know that she still lives in the Yanlu mansion, guarding your old house! If she has forgotten you a long time ago, then why is she still living in the Yanlu mansion?"

Luo Xinghe gritted his teeth angrily, seeing the man opposite was still hanging his head, he couldn't help clenching his fists, "Coward!"

Zhang Yanqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

He admits.

He is a coward.

He obviously misses her to the point of heartbreak, but he restrains himself firmly, never daring to have the idea of ​​returning to the country to find her.

The inferiority complex and fear that spread from the bottom of his heart were the biggest gap for him to go to her.

"Zhang Yanqing, I will go back to China and go to her."

"If I could, I would propose to her."

Hearing this, the man who had been bowing his head suddenly clenched his fists, his veins tensed.
(End of this chapter)