For some reason, Han Zhiqing, who has always been uninterested in these things, was attracted by such news for the first time.

As the saying goes, because a person falls in love with a city.

Mo Junhao, who was far away in London, also naturally became a little interested in things in London.

She held her cell phone and looked at the report on TV, "According to insiders, the owner of the Lamborghini turned out to be the mysterious ceo wilson of Will's consortium. Such amazing news is extremely shocking for London and even the British..."

Han Zhiqing didn't listen to the following news, and the phone she was holding in her hand slid from her palm instantly and fell into two halves.

“wilson…wilson…”

She stared at the TV, repeating the name constantly, tears gushing out of her eyes.

"No, it must be the same name, it cannot be Mo Junhao's, it cannot be!"

She sat down in front of the sofa, "It could not be his, it must be them who made the mistake, it must be him..."

There are so many people who call Wilson, how could it be him! It's impossible!

He called her just a few hours ago and said he would be back tomorrow.

He won't lie to her! He won't lie to her!

"Zhiqing! Zhiqing!"

The door of the room was pushed open in panic by Catherine. Seeing Han Zhiqing slumped on the ground, the news of the car accident was broadcast on the TV.

Catherine's heart tightened, her eyes were already red.

She quickly ran to Han Zhiqing, leaned down and helped her up:

"Don't cry, Zhiqing, Wilson will be fine, don't worry, the UK says the doctor is still rescuing you. He loves you so much, and he will definitely not leave you."

"Husband...Madam, he won't leave me, right?"

She turned her head with tears in her eyes, looked at Catherine's equally red eyes, and hugged her sadly and started crying:

"He said, he will never leave me alone, he will not leave mine, right??!!"

"Yes, he will wake up."

Catherine hugged her, tears also poured out of her eyes.

Why did this happen? The Mo family asked themselves why they never did anything bad, and why did they suffer such great trauma from their only son.

Almighty God, please bless my child and bless him to wake up safely?

He is going to be a father, his lover is pregnant with his child, he is going to be a father.

Catherine kept begging in her heart, praying in the most pious way they were from the British.

Royal Hospital in London -

After receiving the notice, Ji Zechen, vice president of Will Consortium, rushed to the hospital as soon as possible.

“mr. wilson was diagnosed with intracranial hemorrhage, the car’s fragment has broken into his lungs, we will try our best!”

Doctor Delin, a famous surgeon at the Royal Hospital, rushed to the emergency room and spoke to Ji Zechen who was following him.

“e on!”

After Dr. Delin After he said this to Ji Zechen urgently, he turned around and said something to his assistant, and then entered the emergency room.

“Thank you!”

Ji Zechen stood outside the operating room in a daze, looking at the emergency room where the red light was on, and thanked him.

Twelve hours later, Mo Mingyang and his wife and Han Zhiqing's plane stopped at the London Airport. Without taking a moment of rest, they rushed to the Royal Hospital directly.

"Achen, what do you say?"

When Mo Mingyang saw Ji Zechen standing outside the emergency room, he didn't even dare to breathe, and immediately asked.

Catherine and Han Zhiqing followed, their eyes were also nervously staring at Ji Zechen, looking panicked.

But seeing Ji Zechen frowning, he said in a low voice:

"The doctor said he had a heavy bleeding in the skull, and the fragments of the car broke into his body, and they are still being rescued inside."

Han Zhiqing's feet suddenly became soft. If it weren't for being pulled by Catherine, she would have fallen to the ground.

"Zhiqing, don't worry, have you forgotten what we said at home? The doctor is still rescuing him, so there will definitely be hope. Don't be sad, okay?"

While comforting Han Zhiqing, she kept gushing out tears.

"He will be fine. He promised me that he never lied to me. He said he would not lied to me."

His hazy eyes stared at the dazzling red light in the emergency room, and tears poured out of her eyes.

"Yes, he won't lie to you. If he dares to lie to you, don't forgive him or your baby."

Catherine reached out and wiped away the tears that kept falling from her face.

"Well. He won't lie to me..."

She stared at the lamp and kept repeating this sentence.

Mo Junhao, when you were in the holiday home, you said that you would not lie to me, you should remember that you would not lie to me.

You can't leave me, you are the only one by my side...

Silent tears still slid down from her eyes.

The operation lasted for more than ten hours, and the lights in the emergency room finally went out and the doctor walked out of the emergency room.

“doctor delin,how is my son?”

Seeing the doctor coming out, Mo Mingyang rushed forward immediately, without giving the doctor a little time to sweat, and asked nervously.

Mo Junhao was sent to the icu ward from the emergency room. After Dr. Delin briefly answered Mo Mingyang and the others' questions, he rushed to the icu with Mo Junhao.

When everything was done, Catherine patted Han Zhiqing's still trembling shoulders and said:

"Since the doctor said that Wilson is just in a deep coma now and is not in danger of life, it means he has not lie to you. Maybe he will wake up tomorrow."

Dr. delin said that Mo Junhao was deeply unconscious due to excessive intracranial bleeding and had to wait until the blood clots in his skull was completely removed before he could wake up slowly.

As for this time, he could not confirm.

But, at least, this also gives them a little hope, right?

Han Zhiqing looked up weakly at Catherine's eyes that were also red and swollen but still did not forget to comfort her, and nodded, "I believe he will wake up."

"Well. Then you are obedient and have been on the plane for more than ten hours. Now go home and have some rest, okay?"

"good."

Not wanting to worry Catherine and the others too much, she nodded obediently again.

The driver who was waiting outside the hospital had already come. Mo Mingyang and Ji Zechen stayed in the hospital to accompany Mo Junhao, while Catherine accompanied Han Zhiqing to Mo Junhao's villa in London.

"Okay, lie down and have a good sleep, don't think about anything. I'll accompany you to the hospital to see the wilson tomorrow."

"Um."

In the huge luxurious bedroom, the lights were brightly lit. Han Zhiqing lay on the bed, nodded obediently to Catherine, then pulled over the quilt, covered herself with her body, and gently closed her eyes.

After the door of the room was gently taken by Catherine, Han Zhiqing's closed eyes opened again when she heard the footsteps of Catherine leaving.

Tears blurted her vision again, she hid in the quilt and burst into tears.

"Mo Junhao, you are not allowed to lie to me, you are not allowed to lie to me... You said you wanted to have a baby with me. Now that I am pregnant with your child, are you planning to leave me alone?"

She choked and her pillowcase wet with tears. She grabbed the sheets under her tightly, preventing herself from crying.

Day 2, Day 3...

As the world passed by, Mo Junhao still did not wake up in the ICU ward. Beside Mo Junhao, Han Zhiqing quietly held his fingers covered with clips, and his hands were filled with needles. Tears fell silently from Han Zhiqing's eyes.

"Mrs. said you will wake up the next day. Why have you slept for so long and not woke up yet?"

She leaned in Mo Junhao's ear, lowered her voice and continued:

"I remember everything you promised me. You said you wouldn't lie to me, and you would never leave me alone. If you lied to me this time, I would never believe everything you said again."

The hot tears fell on Mo Junhao's ears, causing Mo Junhao on the hospital bed to frown slightly.

Zhiqing, why don’t we think about having a child carefully...

You want to give birth to yourself...

Of course I need your help if I give birth to myself...

...

Zhiqing, as a normal man, you can’t give birth to a child without your help, you have the obligation to help this...

I don't remember when I had such an obligation...

From the moment I was fascinated by you, you have this obligation...

The two of them had a casual conversation in their ears, but at this moment they felt like they were struggling to hurt Han Zhiqing's heart.

She grabbed Mo Junhao's hand tightly, and the corners of her mouth that was forced to smile still curled up in pain, with tears in her eyes, and she cried silently at him.
To be continued...