Xiao Xingyu wrung out a towel and rubbed it over his face. After wiping off the water stains, he turned to the woman who looked like she wanted to ask something but didn't dare to, and said, "She's out of danger."
Zhang Moyan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but before she could finish her breath, Xiao Xingyu said, "But the child was not saved. She is also unconscious. She has been transferred to the Huarui ICU. Geng Jun is closely monitoring her."
Zhang Moyan's head buzzed. The situation was indeed serious. "How could this be... Is it really an allergic reaction to the anesthesia?"
"Um."
"Why did this happen?"
"There's a chance. We're lucky to be able to rescue him."
Zhang Moyan blamed herself inexplicably: "...I am responsible."
Xiao Xingyu: "It's only a matter of time before you're gone."
This... Is Xiao Xingyu trying to comfort her? Zhang Moyan couldn't help but glance over to confirm.
Xiao Xingyu hummed an ambiguous sound, walked out of the bathroom tiredly and returned to the living room. He lay down on the sofa and closed his eyes without intending to say anything more.
Zhang Moyan also sat down gently on the other side of the sofa. She looked at Xiao Xingyu in front of her, her mind full of question marks. She felt very at a loss about the sight of this man appearing here.
She said such a decisive thing yesterday!
"Have you had lunch yet?" Zhang Moyan finally managed to utter two words after holding it in for a long time. "If not, I'll make you some noodles, okay?"
After saying this, Zhang Moyan wanted to slap herself twice. How could these words come from a heartless woman who has no feelings or love?!
"I can't eat."
While blaming herself, Zhang Moyan heard Xiao Xingyu say this.
Just four words, with a sad tone and unfinished meaning, were more painful than all the long complaints in the world, and they made her feel like a knife was cutting her heart.
There was silence in the living room for a long time. In a daze, Zhang Moyan felt something covering the back of her hand. She turned her head and saw that Xiao Xingyu was still lying on his back. He stretched out his arm slightly and easily grabbed her.
"You've been tormented by this for a long time, haven't you?"
Xiao Xingyu rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb and asked.
Zhang Moyan froze, and bitter tears instantly broke through her tear glands and rushed into her eyes.
The "thing" that Xiao Xingyu asked about was naturally not about Zhou Xia, but her life experience.
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