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"Tomorrow." Mr. Huo said quietly.

He did not reject Huo Shen's decision, but delayed the time.

Huo Shen glanced at An Xiaowan and saw that she had no comments, so he nodded.

After everything was said, the man who had just woken up in a coma for a few days finally returned to rest. His pace was vain, and he didn't know it was intentional. He put almost half of his weight on An Xiaowan's body.

Outside the room, everyone else quickly dispersed.

The doctor team stayed and went into the room to do a physical examination for Huo Shen.

In the room, Huo Shen leaned back on the bed, with a pillow behind him, and An Xiaowan was sitting on the head of the bed.

His dark eyes, from entering the house, have been tightly locked on An Xiaoye's face, and he refused to leave for a second. Even when the doctor drew blood from him, he didn't frown or frown.

After checking the other parts, the old doctor stood by the bed and waited.

He looked at Huo Shen and An Xiaowan and couldn't help clearing his throat.

How to do……

Huo Shen sat on the back of the bed, and An Xiaowan sat on the right, and at this time, he actually inspected Huo Shen's head and eyes, etc., to make the final judgment. But... check on the left, too far. Go to the right, you have to drive away An Xiaowan.

How to do? Wait online!

The old doctor touched his beard, and after a long thought, he coughed again, attracting the attention of the two.

"That... Miss Ann." He looked at the only awakening An Xiaowan and asked with a smile: "Can you stand a little longer, I will give Huo Shao a few checks."

"Oh good." An Xiaowan quickly stood up.

The pull from her hand made her almost fall back.

Turning blankly, she immediately saw that Huo Shen's slender, jade-like hands were holding her sleeve tightly. He gripped very tightly, so even if An Xiaowan got up suddenly, there was no sign that he could catch it.

"What's wrong?" An Xiaowan looked at Huo Shen.

The man's cold and perfect face, a cold silence, people can not see emotions.

He didn't say a word, his thin lips twitched into a line, but he still refused to let go.

"Um... I'll stand for a while." An Xiaowan asked tentatively.

But Huo Shen still squeezed his thin lips, not letting go.

An Xiaowan opened his mouth late, and somehow he always felt like a stubborn child. Could it be that I was sick, and my brain was broken?

At this moment, she suddenly blessed her soul.

"I'll go with you on the left," she said, pulling the sleeve back tentatively.

This time, the sleeves finally bounced back.

An Xiaowan was relieved suddenly, hurriedly ran away to Huo Shen's left, climbed up, and continued to hook his arm.

Finally, it is no longer a cold body.

She hugged him a few days ago, but that kind of hug made her go from the skin to the bone marrow. His cold appearance made her feel that he was like a body gradually losing his life value, getting farther and farther away.

She hugged him for a whole night, and finally held herself cold and trembling, but could not warm his body temperature.

After the doctor checked, Lott quickly took the servant and pushed a dining car into.

On the dining car, there are a variety of delicate dishes that are easy to digest, and there are several flavors of porridge to choose from.

I have been in a coma for a few days and have not eaten. I must eat a digestible liquid food first.

An Xiaowan opened all the lunch boxes, and then handed him the spoon.

Huo Shen, but did not reach for it.

His **** lips lifted lightly, exuding a magnetic and elegant voice, and said lightly: "Feed me."