Chapter 632 Awakening

＝"Have you never found someone?" Leng Aotian guessed when he saw the expression on Leng Mu's face, but he still wanted to wait for the other party's response like a miracle.

"No, the wreckage of the plane was found." Leng Mu responded.

"Where is Qiao Minghe? Did he wake up?" Leng Aotian really felt that this son-in-law was good. For Xiao Ai, he had to follow his life and death.

"He was still in the hospital. Although the pilot forced himself back to the right path that day by the pilot, he rescued the entire plane at that critical moment. However, he had been shot in the left arm before he got on the plane. He had not dealt with it, and he was only chasing Xiao Ai, losing too much blood. In addition, he witnessed the crash of the plane Xiao Ai was riding, and the blow he suffered was too great. He has not woken up at all now, and the doctor said that he himself resisted waking up."

Leng Mu looked sad.

Now the people from their Leng family in City A and the people from the Qiao family are searching on a large scale at sea.

They have to find Xiao Ai at all costs, even if it is a corpse.

"You go find a phony technician, imitate Xiao Ai's voice and wake him up. Only when he wakes up and hand over the task of finding Xiao Ai to him can I go back with confidence." Leng Aotian said calmly.

But he felt very powerless, not because he felt tired after taking a plane for several hours, but when he learned that something happened to Xiao Ai, his heart felt as if someone had stabbed him hard.

He would have rushed back in such a hurry, not entirely because Xiao Ai is Hai Huan's daughter.

But his heartache was so painful that he could not disguise himself in front of Hai Huan.

I really haven't had it before. Xiao Ai's life and death will cause such a great sense of regret to his own psychology.

But he had to rush back sooner, otherwise Haihun would be suspicious.

All the news here is blocked and will not be transmitted to the base.

"Okay, I'll go look for it now." Leng Mu only felt dizzy in the past two days, and his previous calmness and decisiveness disappeared.

He just felt that he had lost the ability to judge anything, and all he thought about was to find Xiao Ai as soon as possible.

Even if Xiao Ai survived after the plane crashed, how could she survive in the vast sea?

Now every minute or second passes, the further she will be from her chance of survival.

Leng Aotian watched Leng Mu leave hurriedly, and he walked towards the main house.

The bodyguards in the manor were not as many as the previous two times he came. He knew that these people were going to the sea to find Xiao Ai.

He wanted to come and see the waiter. At this time, when he saw someone who was related to Xiao Ai, his heart might be less painful!

The waiter has not had any milk these days, so Pan Shuang can only give her milk powder.

Mrs. Qiao also moved back and took care of the waiter with Pan Shuang.

The waiter is very resistant to eating milk powder. He only drinks a few sips of milk when he is too hungry.

I cried from time to time, and Pan Shuang's heart was so painful.

She also quietly wiped her tears several times. Xiao Ai suddenly had an accident and the young master suddenly had an accident, which made her feel that the sky was about to collapse.

But she knew that she had to be strong and take good care of the waiter.

Bai Yi hasn't come back for two days, so he went out to sea to find Xiao Ai.

No news is good news, she has been comforting herself like this.

Mo Fan was not with the president, and he also went out to sea to find Xiao Ai.

Because he knew that Xiao Ai would not wake up without coming back.

Hearing the footsteps, Mrs. Qiao raised her head and saw that it was Leng Aotian. She hurriedly stood up to greet her: "The in-laws are here!"

"Yes!" Leng Aotian just glanced at her indifferently, and walked towards the waiter.

"Hug me the child!" Leng Aotian said to Pan Shuang.

Pan Shuang handed the child over to Leng Aotian.

He looked down at the soft little guy in his arms, with tears still on his face.

In the past two days, this child will definitely be uneasy if he can't see his parents.

He reached out and gently stroked the child's face.

For some reason, from the moment I hugged this child, Leng Aotian had the idea that he didn't want to let go.

"I'll take the child to the hospital to see his father!" Leng Aotian said to Mrs. Qiao.

"I'll go too!" Mrs. Qiao said quickly.

They followed Leng Aotian to the hospital, and the waiter still cried several times in Leng Aotian's arms.

If you cry for a while, you will be quiet for a while.

The little guy seemed to be protesting to the adults with such crying. He wanted to tell the adults that he wanted to see his parents.

Leng Aotian listened to the waiter's crying, and his already painful heart was even more thrusting.

He didn't know why the waiter's crying affected him so much, maybe because Xiao Ai had a strong sense of regret after the accident.

Now holding Xiao Ai’s only flesh and blood, he will become more deeply aware that Xiao Ai’s life and death are unknown.

In the ward, I saw him lying there quietly.

Gauze wrapped around his left arm and fluid was injected on the back of his right hand.

When Mrs. Qiao saw her son, tears fell again.

In order to avoid the fact that the matter was revealed and the secret she had worked so hard to hide would be exposed, she had the heart to kill Xiao Ai.

She also sent someone to kill Xiao Ai. She knew that her son would definitely suffer after losing Ai, but she did not expect that her son would actually have the idea of ​​living and dying with Xiao Ai.

If the pilot hadn't had enough adaptability at that time, he would have lost his son now.

Fortunately, Xiao Ai was not someone he sent to kill.

"He'er, wake up quickly. Your son's waiter needs you very much now." When Mrs. Qiao walked to her son's bed, she was already crying. She pulled up her son's hand and held it tightly, and said vaguely.

Maybe I heard my grandmother’s crying, the waiter who had just been quiet for a while started to cry again.

Leng Aotian held the waiter and listened to the waiter's crying, the throbbing in his heart suddenly came again.

He frowned tightly and couldn't help coughing a few times to suppress the pain coming from his heart.

"Be good at waiter, stop crying!" Leng Aotian could only calm down the waiter first.

The waiter cried even harder this time, and his little hands kept shaking, as if he wanted to grab something.

Leng Aotian had no choice but to put the waiter next to Qiao Minghe.

The majestic man in the past was now in a daze, still frowning.

Leng Aotian looked at him like this and knew that Qiao Minghe was suffering in his subconscious now, which made him unwilling to wake up again.

The waiter came to his father's side, as if he had smelled his father's breath, and his two little hands were waving to crawl towards his father's body.

Leng Aotian carefully protected him, for fear that the waiter would fall off the bed if he was unstable.

The waiter actually crawled onto Qiao Minghe's chest like a very target.

The little body faced his father in a crawling position.

Qiao Minghe closed his eyes tightly. When he heard his son's crying just now, he still had no reaction at all.

But when the waiter came to his father, he stopped crying.

But there were still tears on his face. When he lay down to look at his father like this, the tears rolled down from his face and dripped on Qiao Minghe's face.

"b" Xiaoer suddenly emitted this very simple syllable from his mouth. It sounded like his father's "dad", but it didn't look like him.

Everyone in the ward was moved when they heard the tone of the waiter shouting.

Mrs. Qiao cried even harder.

The waiter stretched out his little hand and touched his father's face.

Maybe he didn't know how to wake up his father, so he pinched his little hand at his father's face and then pulled his father's hair.

But for a long time, his father ignored him.

The waiter felt very aggrieved, and his mouth sagged, and he soon started crying again.

The tears fell on Qiao Minghe's face one after another, and then flowed down his cheeks on the pillow.

Xiaoer grabbed his father's clothes tightly with his hands, crying and pulling, wanting his father to hug him and take care of him.

But his father still didn't react.

"Waiter, grandma is here to hug you!" Mrs. Qiao couldn't bear to see anymore and reached out to hug her.

The waiter's little hand was tightly held, and Mrs. Qiao couldn't even pull it away.

She couldn't forcefully pull her grandson's hand away, for fear of hurting him.

The waiter cried for a long time, but he ignored anyone who coaxed him and still cried.

Until he was tired of crying, he fell asleep on his father's body.

At this time, Leng Aotian went to hug him, but found that the waiter who was asleep was still holding his father's clothes tightly with his little hands.

He tried a little harder and wanted to spread the waiter's hand, but the waiter suddenly opened his big watery eyes.
To be continued...