Hearing that Ye Ling was sent back to zuiyu Huan, Xia Xiwan's big stone fell down, but she was more alert, "you are so familiar with my affairs. You must have investigated me. Your husband is Mr. Lu

Song Ming has a good impression of Xia Xiwan. He likes to deal with smart people and doesn't need any nonsense. "Yes, Miss Xia, get on the bus. My husband is waiting for you."

Xia Xiwan stood on the steps, some separated people were looking at Song Ming. The girl's eyes were clear, indifferent and calm. "Sorry, my boarding time has arrived. Tell your husband that I have divorced Lu Hanting, so there is no need to meet him. Also, don't touch my friend in the future. This is the first and last time!" With that, Xia Xiwan turned around.

Song Ming looks at Xia Xiwan with new eyes. Now that she has guessed that his husband is Lu sijue, she doesn't go. She dares to warn her that she is the girl that the young master and the old lady like. She is really different.

Song Ming looked at Xia Xiwan's delicate figure and said, "Miss Xia, the young master is in the hospital now. Are you sure you don't want to see him?"

What?

As soon as Xia Xiwan's steps stagnated, she quickly turned and looked at Song Ming, "what happened to Lu Hanting?"

"The young master took a bottle of sleeping pills. Fortunately, he was found in time and sent to the hospital to wash his stomach, but he hasn't recovered yet."

He took a bottle of sleeping pills?

Xia Xiwan's pupil shrinks. Is he Crazy?

....

Lu Zixian hung up the phone and then turned around. He couldn't see Xia Xiwan.

"What about Xia Xiwan?"

Xiaowu touched his head. "Miss Xia was still there just now..."

As soon as Lu Zixian's black eyes sank, she disappeared after just answering a phone call.

The bad feeling in her heart has come true. She still hasn't been able to leave the sea city.

In fact, Lu Zixian knows better than anyone, maybe Xia Xiwan has no nostalgia for this place, but here is her deepest fetter, that is Lu Hanting.

Lu Hanting is still here. Where can she go?

....

In the hospital.

Xia Xiwan ran in a hurry, and then pushed open the door of the sick room. The ward was quiet and there was no one else. Lu Hanting was lying on the bed in his blue and white hospital uniform, still in a coma.

Xia Xiwan went to the bedside and looked down at him. His handsome face was as pale as paper, and his coma was cold and chilly. During this time, he was much thinner and more silent. Now he was lying here lifeless. It was so quiet that the heart beat detector made a "Ding Ding" sound, so harsh.

Xia Xiwan slowly stretched out her little hand, and the trembling fingertips fell on his face. In the morning, the people she hated in the hotel are lying here.

It turned out that he was so pale and weak.

Originally, tall and straight, such as him, also fell one day.

Xia Xiwan's white eyes slowly turned red, and then crackled. Tears in her eyes fell down like beads hanging on a thread.

Tears are so hot, burning her eyes, let her painful heart are curled up.

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open and someone came in. It was Mrs. Lu.

The old lady's eyes were red, obviously she had cried. She looked at Xia Xiwan lovingly, "wanwan, are you back?"