Gu Luoluo suddenly opened his eyes and his chest fluctuated.

When Fu Xichen heard Gu Luoluo call out his name in his sleep, he suddenly stood up from his chair and strode to the bed.

When she opened her eyes, she looked relaxed. "Are you awake?"

The man\'s tone is very gentle, and Gu Luoluo\'s expression is still in a trance.

She stared at the man\'s handsome face, her thoughts returning bit by bit.

She knows everything at home.

After learning that Fu Xichen had come to the hospital, she hurried to the hospital.

When she saw someone raise a chair towards him, she rushed over without thinking.

In her bones, she valued his life more than herself.

OK, he should look fine.

"Fu Xichen, hiss..."

The anesthetic on his back seemed to be slowly disappearing. Gu Luoluo wanted to get up and felt a sharp pain like a needle prick.

My chest is stuffy. I feel uncomfortable with every breath.

"Know the pain? What hero did you want to be?"

Fu Xichen choked. Although his words were reproachful, he could hear some affection in his tone.

He helped guluoluo to get up and carefully put the pillow behind her.

"Fu Xichen, what does the doctor say? Am I going to die from an internal injury?"

Otherwise, how can she feel unable to breathe?

The woman looked at herself pitifully, like a sick pet.

Fu Xichen felt pity in his heart, angry and funny.

"Yes, I\'m dying from an internal injury. Do you regret it?"

Now you know you\'re scared?

If you really suffer from internal injury, can you be so peaceful?

Looking at Fu Xichen\'s smiling appearance, Gu Luoluo knew he should be fine.

She pursed her lips, and a trace of firmness flashed in her eyes, "no regrets."

She won\'t regret what she just did.

Even if something really happened, she would die for him, and she would not regret it.

The woman\'s small face is still pale. It is obviously fragile, but it shows a trace of tenacity, which can\'t be ignored.

There was a strange flash in his heart. Fu Xichen looked at her apricot eyes and suddenly felt that he had never known her before.

All along, he knew she liked him.

But he didn\'t know how much he liked it.

Is it enough to work hard for him?

Suddenly feel a little unbearable.

He doesn\'t like her.

He doesn\'t need her to work hard for him.

Fu Xichen fixed his black eyes and forced to suppress his inner emotions. His voice was faint. "Gu Luoluo, don\'t think I\'ll appreciate you for taking the chair for me. You know, the reason why this happened is your father. He provoked and incited the villagers. You\'re making atonement for your father."

Atone for your father?

So that\'s what he thought?

Also, he doesn\'t like her and won\'t be grateful or even moved because of her recklessness.

Gu Luoluo\'s eyes flashed a trace of gloom.

"Fu will tell me this."

"Tell me? What are you going to tell me?"

Fu Xichen was inexplicably unhappy. He didn\'t like Gu Luoluo\'s obedience and said sarcastically: "you probably didn\'t know that just before you woke up, your father asked me for money on the pretext that you were my Savior. Gu Luoluo, does your family want to use me as an ATM?"

"No, I..."

Gu Luoluo\'s face, which had no blood color, was even whiter at this time.

Mood swings make breathing more difficult.

She breathed heavily, tugging at her quilt like a drowning man, with a trace of pain in her eyes.