Chapter 1848: Lu Huanting is not dead

My mind was very heavy, as if I had slept for a long, long sleep.

When Xin Luo opened her eyes, she happened to see a peaceful and serene picture.

Lu Yuchen was sitting on the sofa beside the bed, whispering the fairy tale from the storybook in a low, magnetic voice.

As he spoke, he frowned, as if a little impatient.

However, his voice was extremely low and gentle.

If you don't look at his expression, it will only make people think that he is a very caring father.

He holds a fairy tale book in his right hand and a small dumpling in his left.

Dudu, who was wearing a pink dress, was lying in his arms, breathing extremely evenly.

On his other leg, there was another small figure lying on his back.

It's Yuyu!

Youyou seemed to be extremely tired, but she didn't want to go home, so she lay on her father's lap and fell asleep.

A familiar figure sat on the sofa opposite Lu Yuchen.

Brother is here! ?

The appearance of Yue Ze slightly surprised Xinluo.

He was looking down at the phone, with a complex expression on his face that Xinluo had never seen before.

I don't know what he saw, but he succeeded in arousing Xinluo's curiosity.

And beside his leg, there is another small dumpling obediently nesting.

An An fell asleep on his uncle's lap, with a small blanket covering his stomach.

Xinluo wanted to call them, but this scene made her feel extremely happy and peaceful.

They are all her favorite people. Seeing such a peaceful and beautiful scene, she doesn't want to break it at all.

Just then, the door opened.

Zhuo Yarong came in from the door with a can of soup.

She happened to see Xinluo who opened her eyes, her hand trembled and she almost knocked over the soup jar.

"Xinluo...Xinluo is awake! Doctor, doctor...my daughter-in-law is awake..."

This shout immediately broke the silence in the room.

Lu Yuchen, Yue Ze, and the three little guys all woke up.

Seeing Xinluo's beautiful peach eyes staring at them, her heart that had been hanging in the air finally fell.

After the doctor's examination, everything is normal, as long as the wound is almost healed, he can be discharged from the hospital.

"Thank goodness, Amitabha, fortunately Xinluo is fine. No, I'm going to burn the incense sticks to repay my vows... I'll put the soup here, this is the mullet soup that Zhang Ma specially made for you. You drink it while it's hot, and Mom go first... …”

Before Zhuo Yarong finished speaking, two crisp knocks suddenly came from the door.

The doctor went out just now, and the door hadn't had time to close.

Everyone followed the sound and saw Lu Huanting standing at the door.

In the villa, although Sun Aitong's shot was dangerous, it was not fatal.

After rescue, the bullet was taken out, and one was recovered.

In fact, Lu Huanting couldn't get out of bed, but he lived in the ward next door.

When he heard that Xinluo was awake, he forced himself to come and see Xinluo.

Lu Qi couldn't help it, so he could only help him over.

At this moment, Lu Huanting looked as if he was ten years older in an instant.

Mental state, appearance and demeanor, all show the color of twilight.

He was hunched over, standing by the door with difficulty, with bandages all over his body, and walking with difficulty.

No one has ever reached the prime of life, with a heroic and fiery demeanor.