Sweet wedding kiss, Mr. Huo’s most cherished treasure

On the holy snow, the tulip fell awkwardly on it.

After they left, the shopkeeper came out to pick it up, stroked the snowflakes off it, and said to himself: "I still hope that she will come to buy flowers next time."

At 59 o'clock on Thanksgiving night, at [-] o'clock in the Huo family's private hospital, a little boy was born.

At the door of the operating room, a nurse hurried to the neonatal ICU with a child in her arms, accompanied by Huo Lingdong.

Not long after, Momoyama rushed into the operating room wearing green sterile clothing, and then the director of obstetrics and gynecology left the operating room.

Huo Tingsen stood silently at the door of the operating room, his dark eyelashes covering his deep eyes.

He was very quiet, as quiet as if he was not a person with any signs of life.

The air at the door of the operating room was very cold, and the coldness like an ice blade penetrated into the bones of everyone present.

The old man was sitting on a rest chair next to the corridor with his hands on crutches. He looked up at the closed operating door and sighed deeply in his heart.

At this moment, the operating room door is no longer an ordinary door, it seems to have become a door of death, hoping to be blocked outside.

The couple from the second room were also there, and even Huo Cen, the fourth young master of the Huo family, and Huo Yizhu, the eldest daughter of the Huo family, were on their way back to city B.

Sun Yan frowned impatiently. If the old man hadn't given the order, she wouldn't have wanted to come to the hospital.

But the atmosphere at the moment was cautious, especially Huo Tingsen, who seemed to be a devil crawling out of hell. Although the man did not say a word, people could not ignore the bloodthirsty cruelty in him.

But for some reason, Huo Tingsen suppressed this cruelty with an almost brutal silence.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps in the air, and Huo Huaishu and Xu Beixi hurried over.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Huo Huaishu's heart stopped, and a dense pain and madness seized his heart.

"How is Xu Yu?" Huo Huaishu asked, with a nervousness and worry in his tone that even he didn't notice.

Upon hearing Huo Huaishu's words, Xu Beixi immediately bit her lip, her face suddenly changed, and she glanced at the closed door of the operating room without leaving a trace, cursing in her heart that Xu Yu had better never walk out of this door alive.

Upon hearing this, Sun Yan hurriedly walked to Huo Huaishu and lowered his voice to warn him: "Huaishu, don't ask what you shouldn't ask. You are not needed here. Go home with Xixi."

"How is Xu Yu?" Huo Huaishu asked again, frowning, with a very strong bad feeling in his heart.

Sun Yan pursed her lips, glared at Huaishu angrily, glanced at Xu Beixi, and lowered her voice again: "Huaishu, shut up. Remember, your current fiancee is Xixi, and Xu Yu is Your sister-in-law, watch your words.”

After hearing this, Huo Huaishu pursed his lips and remained silent as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Xu Beixi pinched her fingers and turned her head to look at Huo Huaishu's expression. She saw that the man's face was tense and his expression was complicated, and he did not take her figure into his eyes at all.

With a thump in his heart, Xu Beixi held Huo Huaishu's arm tightly, an almost vicious look flashed in his eyes.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the sky was full of stars and moon, and the night was silent.

Taoshan walked out of the operating room, feeling decadent. Jiang Sheng and Huo Bei had never seen such a calm and lethargic aura on Taoshan for so long.

Subconsciously, I had a bad feeling in my heart.

Huo Tingsen frowned and asked in a deep voice, "How is she?"

"Third Master..." Tears welled up in the corners of Momoyama's eyes, "I'm sorry, little madam..."

"Shut up!" Huo Tingsen said coldly, and the words fell to the ground like a heavy hammer stained with blood hitting the cold floor with a "bang".

Immediately, Huo Tingsen quickly walked into the operating room.

Dawn is coming, how can Xu Yu stay alone in the darkness?

Jiang Sheng frowned, walked up to Taoshan, and said calmly: "Taoshan, how is the little lady doing?"

He also couldn't accept that the little lady died like this.

"Save your life, but you may never wake up." Momoyama's voice was ethereal.

The stars are pale, and the moonlight carefully flows into the quiet world.

The toxins had soaked into Xu Yu's internal organs. It was already a miracle that Taoshan could save her life.

Entering the operating room, Huo Tingsen walked silently to Xu Yu. The girl was very quiet and called him "third brother" sweetly without making a sound.

The pale light fell on her body, and through this bleak dimness, he saw that there was no sign of life on Xu Yu's body.

Huo Tingsen waved his hand, and the nurses and doctor's assistants all left.

With his Adam's apple rolling, he raised his hand slowly and with difficulty. Huo Tingsen caressed Xu Yu's pale cheek, and his fingertips lingered on her dry and weak lips.

She was quiet and silent, which seemed to be a harbinger of doom.

Huo Tingsen lowered his body and silently pressed Xu Yu's cheek. At this moment, the face had no warmth, only the original coldness.

Raising his hand and pinching Xu Yu's fingertips, Huo Tingsen lowered his head and kissed Xu Yu's eyelids. His voice was hoarse and dark: "I'll wait for you."

Then, his voice became even lower, almost whispering: "Xu Yu, don't forget me, okay?"

Xu Yu didn't respond to him, or the girl responded to him quietly.

Huo Tingsen lowered his head and pressed Xu Yu's cheek again. He would never give up, just like Xu Yu would never give up her faith.

God is merciful and will definitely return Xu Yu to him.

Huo Tingsen will wait, just like an Antarctic voyager who hikes in the coldest place and waits for the lighthouse to appear in the long night.

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The child that Xu Yu almost sacrificed his life for was lucky. The child who was born less than a month old was snatched back from death by the pediatrician with all his strength.

Late at night on the second day of Thanksgiving, Huo Tingsen went to the neonatal ICU.

The little child was lying in an incubator with tubes inserted into his body.

Huo Tingsen frowned, and his clean fingertips gently landed on the child's cheek through the incubator.

The child's eyes were closed. Huo Tingsen couldn't tell who the child looked like, but from the slightly raised tail of the eye, it could be seen that the little guy inherited Xu Yu's beautiful fox eyes.

25 days later, Xu Yu and her child were transferred from the ICU to the general ward.

Xu Yu remained silent. Apart from the faint sound of breathing at the tip of her nose, there was no sign of her vitality.

It was as if she had gone to a beautiful country that she had longed for when she was a girl, leaving behind the third brother and Zaizai whom she had loved and expected so much.

Today is the weekend, the day when Huo Tingsen takes his children out of the ICU.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Huo Tingsen went to the hospital from Yuehu Evening View.

During this period, Huo Tingsen was not depressed or tired. As he said, he would wait for Xu Yu.

There are thousands of things in the world, but only lovesickness can overcome all kinds of suffering.

When they arrived in the neonatal ICU, the nurse took out Huo's child and said to him with a smile: "Baby, you can leave here."