Chapter 568

This time, Luo Ying was no longer unresponsive. Her mouth opened slightly and her eyes looked shocked.

The next second, Luo Ying, who was originally lying flat on the bed, suddenly sat up.

She sat up too suddenly.

Luo Yangyang and Feng Qiyue, standing at the end of the bed, were startled by her. They stared at her with four eyes.

Luo Ying lay down for a month and now sat up suddenly. Her dizzy head made her close her eyes slightly painfully and put her hand around her head.

"Mom!"

As soon as Luo Yangyang saw his mother's pain, he screamed and was about to get close to her.

But.

"Lancelot!"

Luo Yangyang just stepped out of the step, because her mother suddenly shouted and stopped in place.

After the dizziness of her head, Luo Ying quickly raised her head and looked at Lancelot.

"Lancelot, is it really you?"

Luo Ying seemed to be unable to see the existence of others in the ward. She looked at Lancelot in that way.

Or the outline in memory, the green eyes.

The man really stood in front of her.

"Yes, I'm Lancelot. I'm here!"

Seeing Luo Ying calling him, Lancelot answered quickly, but he was still standing at the door and seemed afraid to approach Luo Ying.

After Luo Ying fell asleep, her brain was unusually clear at this time.

In this real life, at this moment, she really saw Lancelot appear in front of her.

Luo Ying looked at him, tears suddenly burst out of her eyes without warning: "Lancelot."

Luo Ying's tears came suddenly and fiercely. She looked at Lancelot and whispered Lancelot's name. She couldn't help crying.

Seeing Luo Ying's name in her mouth and tears streaming down her face, Lancelot could no longer control it.

He suddenly walked towards her quickly and hugged her: "Luo Ying..."

Twenty years.

He has been looking for her for more than 20 years, and now he has finally found her.

Luo Ying was suddenly hugged by Lancelot. Instead of pushing Lancelot away, she hugged him back and burst into tears in an instant.

Looking at the two people tightly hugging each other on the hospital bed, Luo Yangyang was completely stupid.

She had never seen her mother cry so sad and happy.

From childhood to childhood, my mother has always been warm and soft, and there are few fluctuations in her mood.

Luo Yangyang looked at his mother and Lancelot hugging each other and crying. Her right hand hanging on her side suddenly fell into a thick palm.

She subconsciously looked at the canonization beside her.

Feng Sheng's eyes shook in the direction of the door. After giving a sign, he led her out.

Luo Yangyang doesn't want to leave her mother at all, but looking at her excited mother in the hospital bed, it doesn't seem very good for her to stay now.

Finally, she turned back step by step and walked out of the ward with the canonization.

Luo ye, who was already standing at the door, looked at his uncle who couldn't cry, and then looked at Feng Sheng and Luo Yang, who went out. After thinking about it, he turned and walked out of the ward.

Luo Yangyang and Feng Sheng stood on the corridor chair outside the ward. Thinking of their mother's collapse and crying after seeing Lancelot, Luo Yangyang looked beside them:

"You say, does my mother still like Lancelot?"

Feng Qiyue was still in the ward, but his mother didn't seem to find him, so she cried with Lancelot.

"I don't know." Feng Sheng patted Luo Yang's small head with a high horsetail, and then hugged her. "However, even if you like it, it's normal. It's impossible to put down a feeling."

When Luo Yangyang and canonization were close to each other, Luo ye, who also came out of the ward, stood in front of them and stared at them with bitter hatred: "in public! Can you pay attention to the image?"