Mr. Lu, the World’s Sweetest Man

There was a slight tremor in his voice when he said the next few words.

An Che asked immediately, "Father, has the medicine been developed?"

"Yes." Mingyu looked at him expectantly, "Can you come over?"

"I'll be here at night." An Che nodded immediately. He could see Mingyu's worry and panic, which was not sure about what was about to happen.

I have been lying in bed for so long tomorrow night. How many times there are hopes, and how many deep disappointments.

Even if it is as strong as Mingyu, it can't stand it.

Mingyu was grateful to his jaws and eyes.

Why are An Qi and An Che worried and anticipating?

In the evening, An Qi and An Che arrived at the Presidential Palace early in the morning.

Everyone squeezed their fists nervously as they watched the doctor put the medicine into tomorrow's cold mouth.

The medicine entered the cold mouth tomorrow night, and it didn't work for a long while.

Yun Lan's eyes were moistened, and it seemed that this time, it seemed the same as before, useless.

An Che gently hugged her shoulders and stood behind Mingyu.

The doctors were also very worried, but looking at everything in front of them, they were somewhat helpless.

Modern medical technology is already very advanced, but even so, there are many situations where manpower cannot beat the sky.

When everyone was extremely disappointed, Ming Ye's cold fingers trembled suddenly.

An Che keenly noticed this and immediately said, "Mummy, A Leng seems to have moved."

The doctors also said in surprise: "Leng rarely reacts."

The doctor immediately performed various checks for Ming Ye Leng.

During the more than a year when Ming Ye was cold in the hospital bed, his room had long been richer and more complete than an ordinary hospital, with various advanced examination and treatment equipment all over the room.

Ming Ye Leng's fingers began to move, then his toes, and then his neck.

The doctors’ voices were full of joy: “Mr. President, Leng Shao’s body is really responding, and his body functions are awakening.”

Everyone's attention was attracted by Ming Ye's cold, and they didn't move on his body.

Yun Lan almost cried with joy.

The doctor tried his best to check and treat. I don't know how long he was busy. The cold eyelashes quivered a few times tomorrow, and then finally lifted the eyelashes.

"A Leng!" Mingyu and Yun Lan both rushed forward.

Old man Ming and Mrs. Ming were also excited and speechless.

An Che and An Qi stood by his bed, and when they saw him waking up, they were indescribably happy.

Ming Ye's cold face was as pale as a piece of paper, with a sickness of not seeing the sun for a long time.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, very uncomfortable with the light in front of him.

"A Leng." Yun Lan hurriedly approached him, holding his hand, "I am Mummy, A Leng, I am Mummy, you finally woke up."

"Mummy." There was a smile on Ming Ye's cold lips, but his voice was dry and hoarse.

"Well, A Leng." Yun Lan finally couldn't help crying out loudly. These were depressed and worried tears that had been accumulated for too long.

Tomorrow night Leng wanted to sit up, the doctor immediately said: "Leng Shao, you just woke up, you need to recover step by step, don’t worry. In addition, drinking water and food must be used step by step. Human."

Ming Ye Leng could only raise his arm and pat Yun Lan's shoulder lightly to show her comfort.