Reincarnation Small Mafia Wife
Chapter 65: Not Wanting to Split
Yura rushed over to Luna who was tidying up the medical devices in the living room. He sat down opposite the beautiful doctor.
“Eee, Doctor, how is Zeva's condition?” tanya Yura felt stiff.
Smile unravels from Luna's lips, “Call Aja Aunty. Don't be so stiff,” he said. He showed me a small bottle of Zeva's blood. “This should I test first, while still sleeping and I give you a sedative. If he wakes up and is still rebelling again, just let him know. Fear hurts you. I'll try to get the results out as soon as possible. My guess is, she has amnesia,” said Luna put the blood sample in her briefcase.
“I really don't understand,” said Yura restored her long mane to the back.
“Sama, I don't understand either, Yura. We wait for the test results. I'm going straight to the hospital now. Do not be too tired yes, let cepet grow seeds in your womb,” said Luna smiled and then moved from her seat.
Just contact Yura's face flushed, “Eeem, Yes, Doc. Uh! Aunty,” said Yura immediately revised her call. He moved, grabbed Luna's hand and kissed her.
Luna smiled, patting the woman's shoulder slowly. Look at him with love. “I said yes. No need inter.”
“Be careful, Aunty.”
After Luna died, Yura rushed to her room. Her worries for her husband were unstoppable, shaking off blankets and ransacking pillows. Forgot to put the dress.
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On the other hand, the car driven by Calvin had been parked gallantly in front of the hospital's intended emergency room, followed by the bodyguards and the entire ranks of the Black Stone clan members.
Both of Zephon's legs stepped so fast and so long. Although both knees were so limp and tremble from earlier. The IGD door was pushed with all its might, the powerful jolt attracting the attention of all the medics there.
“Where, Cal? Where are Opa and Oma now?” zefon was impatient. His eyes circled all over the room, where each gurney was covered in blue curtains that hung down to the floor, closing every patient in it.
Zefon seemed to be adjusting his breathing, his eyes reluctant to blink and sharpen his gaze. When Calvin opened the curtain, Zephon's body froze. His entire bones seemed to be detached from his limbs, limp helplessly. His glossy black eye bead began to layered in a clear liquid, blurring the gaze. The moons fell without being asked.
“O ... Oma, Opa...” Zephon's throat was very sore, choked with a chest squeezed by a heavy load.
The old woman who had been holding her husband's hand now turned her head, moving her head slowly. Showing his sad face and pain. Can't say anything, even to pull the corner of his lips just can't. The old body was trembling violently. His breathing began to wail at the arrival of his granddaughter.
BRUGH!
Zephon dropped his body on the floor, resting at his feet. Kissing those old hands and hugging those weak bodies very tightly. “Sorry Zefon, Oma! Pardon me! Sorry to be late finding Oma!” zephon said with a sigh of regret.
Jihan sobbed, she was unable to return the embrace of her beloved granddaughter. Only tears answered his heart. The roar filled the room until a nurse approached.
“Mrs don't want to be treated, Sir. She just wanted to accompany her husband. Though his body is very weak and needs intensive care,” reported the nurse.
Zefon stretched his arms, wiped the tears on both cheeks of the grandmother, “Oma, checked yes. Let's be healthy again,” persuaded Zefon to stare full of requests. Still with tears so hard.
Jihan shook her head very slowly, “Ti .. no. Oma would accompany Opa alone. Oma does not want to part with Opa.” For the first time Jihan made a sound despite being very soft and husky.
Zephon turned to look at the old man who was now drowning in the gurney. The oxygen hose was neatly installed on his nose, following the infusion that stuck on the back of his hand. The man's blue bead that usually shined a sharp spotlight, was now tightly closed.
“What happened, how is my Opa condition?” zefon exclaimed, standing up, looking at the nurse standing before him.
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