Chapter 133 There is a long way to go

The noon sun was already a little dazzling. Lin Manyin walked around the hospital garden and still couldn't find Bai Shu'an's figure. While wondering, she saw the slod path not far away. Luo Hanfeng lowered his head and was stride towards her.

"Han Feng, have you seen Shu'an?" Lin Manyin called him, greeted him quickly, and hurriedly explained, "In the morning, I accompanied Ruomin to the examination, so I asked Nurse Zhang to take her to the garden to breathe. Just now I met Nurse Zhang upstairs. She said that Shu'an actually asked for a person to go out. Now I searched the whole garden and didn't see her figure.

Luo Hanfeng looked back unconsciously. There was a little loneliness in his eyes, but he replied with a smile, "I didn't see her when I came over. Maybe she was tired of walking alone and had gone upstairs to rest."

Lin Manyin looked at the woods in the distance suspiciously, and finally nodded and said, "Well, let's go upstairs and have a look."

After saying that, the two walked to the hospital building together.

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The ward was hidden, and the room was silent.

Through the bright and transparent slit, the disease not far away can be clearly seen, and Du Ruomin is lying quietly on the disease**.

Maybe I'm asleep!

Bai Shu'an raised her hand and touched the door. She was about to push the door and enter. Suddenly, she saw the calm white sheets arched, and then there was a heavy churning sound. After a long time, she finally saw Du Ruomin sitting up with great effort.

Half a month has passed, and he was already described as thin, but there was still no trace of blood on his face, and there was still a trace of paleness in his haggardness. At this time, he sat stiffly at the head of the bed, staring intently at his tightly wrapped and still unbending left leg. His whole body seemed to be fixed, and he remained motion for a long time...

Bai Shu'an's beautiful eyes also stared at his gloomy and elegant face, and his raised hand slowly lowered it.

Finally, he took a deep breath, slowly moved his body to the bedside, and then slowly moved his right leg and gradually landed. Then, he wanted to drag his left leg, but the leg seemed to be tied by lead stone and did not listen to him at all. He struggled for a long time and did not move at all...

Du Ruomin's face gradually showed a painful expression, and his beautiful eyebrows twisted into a deep barrier, hitting Bai Shu'an's already tight heart again and again.

There were beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead, and a strange flush appeared on his cheeks. He had exhausted all his strength, but the leg seemed to be out of his control and still lay quietly **, motionless...

However, he did not give up and continued to try again and again............

Finally, a fist hit the thick white cloth fiercely, and the dazzling bright red oozed out... Then there was another punch. Perhaps because there was no pain, there was still a terrible smile on his face. It was not until the blood stained white that Du Ruomin went crazy and began to tear the thick and blurred blood-red package on his legs. ......

The raging palm was quickly tightly circled by another pair of slender and delicate arms.

"Brother Ruomin, don't do this, please don't do this." Bai Shu'an hugged his hands and pressed them in her arms. Her trembling voice pleaded over and over again, "Your legs will definitely be fine, you will get up slowly, you will definitely..."

Du Ruomin struggled for a long time, and his strength finally gradually weakened. Perhaps it was because he knew his situation too well in his heart. Maybe after a toss just now, his body was exhausted. After her hoarse persuasion, he really calmed down.

However, those melancholy eyes are still like stagnant water, staring at the unknown direction...

Bai Shu'an's heart twitched again and again. Suddenly, he increased the strength between his arms and shook his body violently. "Brother Ruomin, look at me. I'm Shu'an. I know you are very bitter in your heart. Say it and tell me... Don't ignore me. Please look at me and look at me..."

The uncomfortable sobs were mixed with her incoherent roar, swirling and hitting in the silent ward over and over again. The stiff body, which had been silent for a long time, finally woke up slowly.

Du Ruomin's gloomy eyes stared at the beautiful face with tears and the same sadness in front of her for a moment. His cold hand gradually raised, gently put it on her cheeks, and wiped away the messy tears from the corners of her eyes. The gentle voice sounded low on the top of her head with a little heartache: "Don't cry, Shu'an, don't cry!"

His movements are so gentle that she goes back to many years ago in a trance. Every time, when she is injured inadvertently practicing dancing, as long as she hears this gentle comfort, she will immediately forget the pain and gather strength again.

For a long time, his existence has always been not only a good companion for her when she is lonely, but also the warmest comfort when her heart is hurt... At this time, it is the time when he needs himself most and repays him, so she nodded fiercely and answered obediently, "I don't cry, we all have to be brave!"

He clenched his two cold balls with both hands and tried to open a bright smile, as if to give infinite strength. "Brother Ruomin, believe me, you can definitely stand up again and walk back on the stage..."

Du Ruomin was immersed in this hard-won warm atmosphere, and even forgot the pain and fear. He only smiled and looked at the familiar face of tears in front of him.

However, this warm scene was soon destroyed by a familiar voice.

"Shuan, what are you doing?"

With Aunt Man's cold voice crashing into the room, Bai Shu'an suddenly let go of her clenched hand and couldn't help looking back. Behind Aunt Man's thin figure, she saw Luo Han coming in with no expression, and her deep eyes didn't even look at her.

Yes, what on earth is she doing? She is a well-known Mrs. Luo. At this time, she clenched her hands with Du Ruomin, her posture was ambiguous, and she was bumped into by her husband in person...

"I want to try to move my body. Shu'an just wants to help me." But it was Ruomin's appropriate words, which suddenly helped her relieve her.

"Ah..." At this time, Aunt Man finally found the mass of flesh and blood on Ruomin's leg, and immediately exclaimed loudly, attracting the attention of the nurse outside the door. After everyone was in a hurry, the wound was re-treated.

"Go out, all of you. I want to be alone!" Du Ruomin half lay **, and her melancholy eyes stopped slightly on Bai Shu'an's tranceed face and said this indifferently.

"Then have a good rest!" Luo Hanfeng answered politely, and then unexpectedly took the initiative to push Bai Shu'an's wheelchair and quietly walked out of the door.

It's sunny outside, and the two figures printed on the floor are tightly entangled together.

"When did you come here?" The person who spoke first looked out of the distant window, with a low voice and some hesitation.

"Just arrived."

"Why didn't Jingmin come together today?"

"You know, since you were injured, she has been busy with the clothing store. It is said that she is preparing for DreamDaisy's summer fashion show these two days."

"Oh, Dad... Is everything okay in Luoyuan?"

"Everyone is fine. Dad has been busy with the group's eighth anniversary activities recently, so he doesn't have time to come to the hospital to see you often. He asked me to apologize to you. After a while, when you are discharged from the hospital, he is going to make up for you..."

"Oh, Dad, he is too foreign..."

......

The two walked all the way, talking about home affairs all the way. Luo Hanfeng's answer was calm and calm, as if what had just happened at all.

Bai Shu'an had a suspicious heart and put it down inexplicably...