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  Fu Xiao refused to speak, and the topic could not go on. Qin Fang automatically changed the subject with discernment, "Xia Xia must have been frightened this time. If Big Brother Fu Xiao is free, please accompany her more."

"I know."

   "By the way, there is also Wei Zifeng..." Qin Fang was a little embarrassed to say, "I heard what happened, I know you are angry with him. But brother Fu Xiao, don't blame him. How to say..."

He picked the bridge of his nose, "In the circumstances at that time, he would die if he didn't let go. He really liked Xia Xia, but he didn't like it enough to risk his life. In today's society, many people just like it and are willing to risk their life. Too little, he..."

   Qin Fang couldn't go on anymore, but he still bite the bullet, "After this time, he should have no face to face Xia Xia again."

   Wei Zifeng stopped chasing Mo Xiaxia. For Big Brother Fu Xiao, it should be considered a fortune among misfortunes, right?

He has a good relationship with Wei Zifeng. Wei Zifeng has given him a lot of help in his usual work. He must be on Fu Xiao's side, but how to say it is just like what he said. He thinks it can't be done. It's all Wei Zifeng's fault. After all, people are all selfish, and it is really a matter of life and death. If the husband and wife are not able to do it, they will be separated from each other, not to mention that Wei Zifeng is just chasing Mo Xiaxia, and the two of them have not even picked on the words. At that time, Wei Zifeng's life was threatened and he let go. It's no wonder that Wei Zifeng is not a man. In the face of life and death, how many men are there?

   Having said that, he was still a little arrogant in his heart, if he hadn't let go, maybe Mo Xiaxia wouldn't be taken away. In case of delay for a while, others may find the situation here.

Thinking of how he felt when he saw Mo Xiaxia's blood test report, the more he thought about it, the more irritable he became, "Oh, forget it, I can't do such a thing. Don't talk about you, I'm all angry. Brother Fu Xiao, go with me. Xia Xia. I'll go to the police station to see if I can help."

   Fu Xiao's eyes warmed, "Excuse me."

"Don't talk about that." Qin Fang waved his hand, "We grew up in a yard, and Zhiyan and I are good buddies. These are what I should do. I'll change my clothes, wash my hands, you Stay with Xia Xia well."

  Fu Xiao nodded.

  Qin Fang hurriedly left with his gloved hand up.

   As soon as he left, the man with a serious face pushed the door and walked into the ward.

   It was already 3:30 in the evening, the moon outside was big and round hanging in the sky, the bright moonlight shone in from the window, and shone on the face of the sleeping person on the hospital bed, making that face pale as paper.

  Fu Xiao moved a stool and sat beside the hospital bed, pulled up the hand of the little woman who was still getting an IV drip, lowered her head and quietly looked at the needle eye pierced on the back of her hand for a while, and deep pain and regret flashed across her eyes.

"I am sorry."

  "..." What responded to him was the sound of quiet breathing.

  Fu Xiao leaned over and kissed the corner of her mouth. Then he sat up straight, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let you go with Wei Zifeng at night, if I had known earlier..."

   His heart was like a knife, and the pain was unbearable.

   "If I had known this would happen, I would have stayed by your side."

"Sorry, I Love You."

   The corners of the sleeping person's eyes were wet, and a tear quickly rolled down from the corners of his eyes, sinking into the pillow. But the person still fell asleep quietly, motionless, as if he was still in a drowsiness after using anesthesia.

  Fu Xiao knew that she was awake.

   She worked in the FBI in her early years, and was once poisoned by a vicious prisoner in her food. After that, although she was rescued, for some reason, the anesthetic has no effect on her since then. Mo Xiaxia never mentioned this experience to anyone. He heard it mentioned to him by someone who worked in the FBI by coincidence. At that time, the man gave a thumbs up and said that Mo Xia Xia was the most calm wuman he had ever seen, and said that many people in the FBI admired Mo Xia Xia very much.

  Fu Xiao was quietly beside the hospital bed, without puncturing it, he sat for a whole night.

   At 7:00 in the morning, Mo Xiaxia's body temperature was abnormal. After Qin Fang came back to check, he opened her infusion bottle again, and the body temperature slowly dropped. Qin Fang said that this happened because Mo Xiaxia was forcibly injected with coca-yin while being fed that medicine. In the follow-up, when Mo Xiaxia's body recovers, he will also check whether he needs to go to the detoxification center for forced detoxification.

  Han Xiaoye arrived at 8:30 in the morning.

   She woke up at six o'clock and found spare ribs and winter melon from the refrigerator, and simmered a pot of winter melon pork ribs soup. After that, he coaxed Fu Kitten to get on the school bus, and tricked Aunt Liu that she was making soup and taking it to the company to drink by herself. Came here again by car.

As soon as    came in, she saw Fu Xiao, who had not slept all night sitting beside the hospital bed, "Uncle."

   She put the insulation bucket on the bedside and asked Fu Xiao softly, "Uncle, is Xia Xia still awake?"

   "She had a fever halfway through and just took the medicine and fell asleep."

   That means you didn't wake up?

  Han Xiaoye carefully moved a bench and sat next to Fu Xiao. Looking at Mo Xiaxia's pale face, her heart felt as if someone was pulling her, and it was extremely painful.

   After sitting with Mo Xiaxia for a while, she stood up and brought an apple to peel. After peeling, she learned from what Aunt Liu did yesterday, and cut the apple into small pieces and placed them on a plate. Looking at the person who still closed his eyes, he silently put the plate on the bedside table.

   From the beginning to the end, Mo Xiaxia was extremely quiet, with her eyes closed, her face was as white as porcelain.

  Han Xiaoye sat there for a while, unable to stand the suffocatingly quiet atmosphere in the ward. He picked up the bag and said to Fu Xiao, "Uncle, I'll go see Aunt Feng."

   "Go."

   The person on the bed moved his fingertips and opened his eyes. When Han Xiaoye was about to leave the ward, he suddenly stopped her.

   "Ono."

   "Xia Xia, are you awake?" Han Xiaoye was ecstatic.

   But the next second, Mo Xiaxia's crimson eyes didn't look like she had fallen asleep at all. Her throat was blocked, and she was speechless. The joy on his face faded like the tide.

  Han Xiaoye has a sensitive personality. Looking at Mo Xiaxia like this, how could she not know that Mo Xiaxia didn't fall asleep from beginning to end. Closing your eyes and not talking is just pretending to be asleep. As for why you pretend to be asleep, the reason is self-evident...

   "Please don't tell Mom about me."

   Mo Xiaxia's expression was calm, but her voice was hoarse. When she talked about her, a trace of pain that she didn't want to recall clearly flashed in her beautiful big eyes.

  Han Xiaoye forced himself to squeeze out a smile, bared his teeth, and patted his chest, "Don't worry, my mouth is the strictest. Keeping it is stricter than shells."

  Mo Xiaxia didn't speak anymore, she turned around quietly, closed her eyes, and went from start to finish, except when she heard Feng Yaqin's name called Han Xiaoye and said something. His eyes didn't look at the two people in the room at all. Void, completely unfocused.