"Mo Junhao, listen to me. As long as you wake up, how many children do you want to have? I've helped you with this, okay? As long as you wake up, I will definitely agree to you."

She lay in Mo Junhao's ear, crying more and more sadly.

"Hao, okay, are you awake? Don't let me be alone. You said you wanted a family of three to go to the beach to play. You can't just leave me and the children, oh~~~"

On the hospital bed, Mo Junhao's originally frowning became tighter and tighter, and his expression looked very painful, as if he was struggling.

Under his tightly closed eyes, his pupils were spinning with difficulty. He wanted to open it, but it seemed like he was going to cross thousands of obstacles and could not open it.

A month passed, and Mo Junhao still couldn't wake up. Fortunately, the hospital said that his condition had stabilized and the blood clots in the skull were gradually decreasing.

Mo Junhao has been transferred from the ICU ward to the ICU ward.

In order to better take care of Mo Junhao, after the hospital's approval, Mo Mingyang decided to transfer Mo Junhao back to a private senior hospital in China.

Medical equipment is the world's top, including all the doctors and nurses in the hospital, and are carefully selected elites.

Under the care of such a medical team, Mo Junhao's chances of waking up are even greater.

Han Zhiqing's belly finally rose a little. After returning to China, she still forced a smile in front of Mo Mingyang and his wife all day long.

I kept telling myself in my heart that Mo Junhao would not lie to her! He would definitely do what he said.

Qin Lian and Yin Xingyan also came back from vacation abroad. They were shocked when they heard that Mo Junhao was unconscious.

In order to better take care of Han Zhiqing, Mo Mingyang and his wife did not want to take care of Han Zhiqing in addition to taking care of Mo Junhao. Qin Lian and Catherine suggested that Han Zhiqing live back home.

The Mo Mingyang and his wife naturally thought of this, and let her live in the Mo family. When faced with Mo Junhao, they felt a little reluctant, so they agreed.

The DKS Group has also fallen into a state of silence. Since the president fell into a coma, no one dared to mention the president's matter.

The reason is nothing else, just because now, Han Zhiqing is the one who takes over the position of DKS president.

When Han Zhiqing proposed to help Mo Junhao handle the work, Mo Mingyang agreed without thinking too much.

On the one hand, he wanted to use work matters to prevent Han Zhiqing from having too many random thoughts. On the other hand, the company does need a lot of things to deal with. He and Catherine have been taking care of Mo Junhao, and they have no time or the heart to deal with so many things.

So, Han Zhiqing naturally became the current new president of DKS.

She was still so capable in front of others, she was still so deserted and arrogant, as if Mo Junhao's coma had not affected her anything.

Many employees saw her indifferent expression, but no one dared to discuss anything behind her back.

When I was a director, I was arrogant, but now I am the president. If I am not careful, I will be fired by her.

In the eyes of everyone pretending to be respectful, Han Zhiqing walked into the elevator that led to the president's office.

I picked up the phone in my hand that I had turned off for a whole month and turned it on again. Suddenly a message popped up, showing Mo Junhao's name.

Han Zhiqing's hand shook suddenly, and the phone fell to the ground because it was not held firmly.

The battery fell out of the phone, and the phone that had just been turned on was re-sinking into the dark screen.

Han Zhiqing stood there stupidly, looking at her phone, and forgot to react in a daze.

"Hao..."

He...he's awake?

Her lips trembled at the phone that fell to the ground, her fingertips trembling.

She didn't dare to squat down and pick up the phone, for fear that the name that just popped up was just an illusion.

She subconsciously staggered back several steps, and she could only watch her phone lying secretly on the ground.

After a while, she saw her squat down suddenly, picked up her phone in a hurry, put the battery in it, and turned on the phone with trembling hands.

The text message from Mo Junhao jumped into her sight again.

And time is—

One month ago, 0:00.

A month ago, at 0:00...

Han Zhiqing's hand became more and more trembling when she looked at the time displayed on the text message.

Ten minutes after he got into a car accident...

A long sentence, he spent those ten minutes of life and death, and sent it to her.

What kind of power was that made him send her such a long text message under such a critical situation.

Tears blurred her vision, she trembled and held her phone tightly, and the tears wet the screen of the phone, word by word, through the hazy vision, entered her mind—

[Zhiqing, when I go home, I will be back soon. You must wait for me to come home. My silly girl, I will not leave yours. Remember my words, I will never leave yours.

Sorry, I want to know your past and everything about you, even if you don’t want to tell me about this, I still do this with my back.

Please forgive my own actions and forgive the things I have done to you that make you look back on. I'm sorry.

I really want to tell you this sentence in person, but I am afraid I won’t have this opportunity. If you don’t forgive me, I will never have the chance to say it.

I know why you are so scared, so afraid that others will have the chance to hurt you. Don’t worry, I won’t force you to be with me for the rest of my life. I just want you to stay by my side until you are tired of it.

As long as you tell me you are tired of it, I will let it go, just like last time.

My silly girl, I just want to tell you that my hands are always here, empty for you. As long as you are willing to reach out, I will hold them tightly and never let go again.

I just want to hold your hand and accompany you through my whole life, and always turn from a wife to an old lady. So, I must wait for me to come home, okay?]

When he finished reading the last sentence, Han Zhiqing's eyes were already crying and swollen, her vision was already blurred, and tears wet the entire screen of the phone.

Holding your hand and walking through your life, from a wife to an old lady...

"Mo Junhao, I promise you, I promise you, I promise you, I wait for you to come home, I wait for you..."

She grabbed her cell phone and squatted in the elevator, crying in a daze, and her throat was sobbing with every word she said.

"As long as you want to hold my hand, I will never escape. I promise you that as long as you wake up and hand me your hand, I promise... I promise not to escape."

The briefcase was held tightly on his chest, and tears wet the black briefcase, soaking the documents inside.

"Mo Junhao, you want you to wake up and hand me your hand..."

The elevator stopped in the president's office, but she squatted in the elevator and cried and refused to come out.

It was not until a long time that the child in her belly once again made her calves cramp, which made her come back to her senses.

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, he walked out from the elevator door.

"Mo Junhao, I'll wait for you."

Putting the briefcase aside, she took out the documents inside and put them on the table, but saw a package sent from the British Police (Harmony) Inspectorate on the desk.

Her heart tightened and she quickly opened the box. The transparent bag inside was something exclusive to Mo Junhao.

The first thing that was touched by Mo Junhao's blood-stained cell phone. Her eyes became sore again, and her hands trembled and took out the things inside.

On the broken Rolex watch, time stagnates at zero.
Chapter completed!