Bringing the Nation’s Husband Home

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Qiao Qiao wrote him a text message? Why didn't he receive it?

What seemed to be a hunch in his heart...

Immediately after landing, Jinnian heard that Qiao Anhao still maintained that very weak tone, saying: "As soon as the girl hits here, the girl's aunt called out to the girl and told her to go down and pour a glass of water."

"The girl will definitely agree... So she locked the screen of her mobile phone and went downstairs with a drinking glass. She was still thinking about what she had just typed half a text message. Is there any problem..."

"Just, when the girl went upstairs with a glass of water..." Joan's eyes turned a little bit red. She looked up and didn't look at the phone screen, staring at the ceiling of the bedroom, and continued: "Just around the corner, suddenly Someone rushed downstairs hurriedly, and then the two of them collided together. The girl was unprepared, and the person stumbled and rolled down the stairs."

Lu Jinnian's face suddenly lost his blood, and he remembered that when he was in the United States, Jo An told him in the elevator that she was hospitalized because of her appointment.

At that time, he was a little bit distressed, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

Lu Jinnian spent a long time before asking, "What then?"

"Then...then the girl felt like she was going to die..."

Even if I think about it again, Qiao Anhao still clearly remembers the only thoughts remaining in his mind when his life was hanging.

"She felt her physical strength was losing and her consciousness was weak. She was scared and panicked. She suddenly wanted to talk to the man. She wanted to send the text message to him. She thought it might be the last time she and The man spoke..."

Joan's soft voice became a little hoarse: "However, she finally caught the phone, she just pressed the screen, and the person fainted."

Lu Jinnian wanted to ask the question "What then?" But he opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

The ends of the phone became a little quiet.

About a minute later, Joan took a deep breath and lowered her head to look at the screen of the mobile phone. She was stained with water vapor and her eyes were bright and bright: "That girl, she was almost dead and she was unconscious in the hospital. Four days and four nights, when she woke up, the man had left..."

Qiao An said here, remembering that he ran out of the hospital at the beginning, the whole Beijing city looked for his picture, and finally he couldn't hold back and cried.

"So... at first, you didn't even see the text message I sent to you, nor did you receive the call I made to you? Even, you didn't even know that I was at the door of Qiao's house and waited for you three days and three nights? "Lu Jinnian's voice began to tremble.

Joan didn't reply, just tears in his eyes.

In those days, she was in a coma, so... who responded to those text messages?

The thoughts that came to Lu Jinnian’s mind did not yet have a specific answer. Qiao An, with a soft voice that cried a bit, came again: "Lu Jinnian, the girl, she said that if she knew, the man would text her. She will never refuse to confess her confession."

In a word, all the doubts in Lu Jinnian's mind solved the answer.

At this moment, Lu Jinnian did not know how to describe his mood. He froze for a moment, froze again, and finally hung up the phone suddenly.