Yan Hua stood blankly outside the intensive care unit, looking through the small window at the small ball lying on the bed. The hospital bed is so big and her son is so small. But his whole body was covered with tubes, his head was wrapped in gauze, and he was lying on his side.
"Go away..." Yan Hua choked with sobs and bit her lip desperately.
When Lang Ruoxian came over, he saw this scene.
Even though she knew what kind of unknown and difficult road she would face when entering the Lang family, this woman was not afraid. Just deal with everyone carefully little by little, and still live a flamboyant and beautiful life.
But now her face is pale and her hair is messy. His body twitched and bowed slightly, and his whole body seemed to have been drained of his soul and lifeless.
"Yan Hua..." he said.
Yan Hua turned around suddenly, and Lang Ruoxian was startled.
"What are you doing here?" Yan Hua asked coldly, her voice without any warmth.
Her eyes were full of hatred, entanglement, and a kind of sadness that she couldn't understand.
"Are you blaming me?" Lang Ruoxian looked at her, "Because I chose to save you."
Yan Hua turned her head and stopped looking at him, but refused to say a word to him.
"In that case, I made what I thought was the best choice." Lang Ruoxian glanced at the glass window, his gaze tightened and he quickly looked away. "I'm not a god, and I didn't know that Gungun would fall on the board."
No one would have thought that there was a nail on the board. If Gungun just falls on the ground, there will usually be no problem for such a small baby, but...
"Are you two here?" Lang Hongyue came over at some point and looked at the two of them, "Ruoxian, go back and pick up grandpa, he insists on coming over to see you."
Lang Ruoxian nodded and glanced at Yan Hua again. Seeing her expressionless eyes and despair, he clenched his fists and turned around to leave.
"Didn't I remind you before?" Lang Hongyue said sternly, "Gun Gun is his only stumbling block. Without Gun Gun, the Lang's consortium belongs to him, and you still have to join in."
"Do you think you're pretty enough to win over a man? Ha... don't be stupid!" Seeing Yan Hua's unresponsiveness, Lang Hongyue couldn't hold back her anger anymore and pushed her shoulder and slapped her hard.
"I'm telling you! If your son dies, you will be useless. I have spent so much effort on you. I have wasted so much time. If you ruin my plan, I will ruin you!"
Yan Hua's face was so swollen that Lang Hongyue used so much strength that even the corner of her mouth was chipped by her own teeth. Blood flowed down his chin and into his neck, but Yan Hua seemed to be unconscious. She shook her body and turned to stare at the glass.
"Hmph! You're a bitch, why are you pretending to be a good mother now?" Lang Hongyue spat and walked away in high heels.
Five hours had passed when Lang Ruoxian took Lang Cha to the hospital. As soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw a small figure standing outside the intensive care unit in the distance.
"Is that Yan Hua?" Lang Cha obviously saw it too.
Lang Ruoxian held Lang Cha's hand tightly, and then showed a wry smile: "She is worried."
"It's normal for mother and son to be connected." Lang Cha glanced at him and asked, "Is she blaming you?"
Lang Ruoxian didn't answer, but took a step forward: "Would you like to go over and take a look?"
Yan Hua knew they were coming, but she remained motionless. He stared at the small glass window with his eyes and whispered something in his mouth.
"Yan Hua..." The old man approached her and was about to say something, but was stunned when he heard the words she muttered.
What Yan Hua said was, please let my son live. I am willing to pay any price, even my life, as long as Gungun can get better.
"Don't worry, Gungun will be fine!" Lang Cha patted Yan Hua's shoulder. Seeing that she still didn't respond, he sighed and turned to Lang Ruoxian.
"You stay with her while I go talk to the doctor."
As soon as Lang Cha left, Yan Hua moved a little further away from Lang Ruoxian.
Lang Ruoxian looked at her, his eyes getting colder and colder: "If I didn't save you then and left Gungun behind after you died, what do you think his future will be like."
"Do you think it's fair to put such a huge accident on me?" Lang Ruoxian glanced at the small figure in the ward and clenched his fists, "I will only say these words once. It is my instinct to save you. You can believe it." It’s okay not to believe it.”
He turned to leave when he heard a low, crying voice.
"So what... the result is that my son is lying inside now."
Lang Ruoxian looked at Yan Hua's profile for a long time, and then left without saying a word.
"Master..." The baby-faced kid who was hiding in the corner ran out hurriedly, "You have done so much for her, how can she not believe you? I'll tell her..."
"Stop." Lang Ruoxian glanced at him, "Who said I did it for her?"
The baby face was stunned and roared inwardly as he watched the man quickly leave.
It was not because I was afraid that Yanhua would be bullied in the Lang family. I would remind others when something happened. Although my attitude was not good, it was also to prevent Yanhua from thinking too much.
She also tried her best to get Lang Yi away even though she was injured. When Yan Hua gave birth, she found someone to watch in the delivery room, fearing that Lang Hongyue would do anything...
And... forget it.
"That's right... what's the use of saying it!" Baby Face slumped his shoulders, "Given the current relationship between the two of them, it's better not to know about that one."
"What are you doing here?" Lang Hongyue heard that the old man had come to the hospital and rushed over immediately. She was afraid that Yanhua would take the opportunity to make some request, and the old man would agree to it in order to compensate her.
"Fourth Miss." The baby face showed a silly smile, "I'm waiting for our young master, he went to find the old man."
Lang Hongyue never understood why Lang Ruoxian wanted to use a child as an assistant. I heard that he brought him into the company himself, probably a friend he met in the orphanage.
"Where is Yan Hua?" she asked again, "Is she in the ward?"
"Still standing at the door of the intensive care unit."
Lang Hongyue waved her hands impatiently and walked towards the intensive care unit, while saying angrily: "What does she want to do? Who is she doing it for... "
Yan Hua was being persuaded by a little nurse.
"Mrs. Langer, you have been standing all afternoon. The doctor said that the young master will not wake up for at least 24 hours. You should go back to the ward first!"
Yan Hua had no response. Lang Hongyue frowned and pushed her: "Didn't you hear what the nurse said? Is it useful for you to stand here? Gungun won't wake up. Come on, follow me to see the old man."
"Let me go!" Yan Hua struggled, and Lang Hongyue glared at the nurse beside her, "Do you have any sedatives to give her?"
The little nurse was so frightened that she ran into the ward and did not dare to come out again. Lang Hongyue was pushed by Yan Hua and almost fell down.
She became angry and slapped her again, but Yanhua just shook her body. Lang Hongyue was about to ask someone to tie her back to the ward when she saw Yan Hua swayed and fainted.
"It's best not to irritate her."
In the ward, the doctor examined Yan Hua and said, "Her brain waves are very chaotic. If she is stimulated again, she may have mental problems."
"So fragile, I..."
"Hongyue!" Lang Cha interrupted her, "Say less."
Lang Li, who rushed over, glared at his sister: "People are like this, what else do you say. You are also responsible for this incident. If you hadn't handed Gungun to others casually, you wouldn't have let others take advantage of it."
"What do you care about me?" Lang Hongyue shouted, "If she hadn't provoked that crazy woman, could they have kidnapped Gungun?"
Bang! Lang Cha's cane tapped the ground.
"Are you done yet? Shut up!" the old man yelled at them, "How long has it been? Are you still arguing?"
"Dad, be careful with your health and don't get angry." Deng Jingjing, who was watching the excitement, smiled, "Didn't you say that Gungun has the same destiny as the emperor? In this case, something will not happen so easily..."
Lang Cha glanced at her and knew that she was mocking Gungun's name.
"Of course, if I say nothing will happen, it won't." He was too lazy to argue with his daughter-in-law. Instead, he walked to the bedside and looked at Yan Hua, who didn't know when she would wake up.
"I asked someone to calculate it. Gungun is lucky and has a great destiny. This disaster will definitely be bearable. If you continue like this, you will collapse before he wakes up. Who will take care of him then?"
Lang Cha glanced at the others: "Do you count on them?"
"Dad..." Lang Hongyue wanted to retort, but Lang Li pulled her back and muttered a few words and stopped talking.
Lang Ruoxian stood beside Lang Cha, his eyes slowly brightened as he watched Yan Hua, he pursed his lips and said, "Grandpa has invited an American brain expert, who will arrive the day after tomorrow."
"I want to eat." Yan Hua suddenly said, "I'm hungry."
Lang Cha nodded with satisfaction: "Just understand!"
Yan Hua only left the nurse to take care of her. Lang Li took Deng Jingjing away with a few words of concern. Lang Hongyue looked at Yan Hua who was eating heavily, stamped her feet and left.
"Ruoxian." Lang Cha was sent back to the car by Lang Ruoxian. He patted Lang Ruoxian's hand, "Thanks to you this time! Otherwise we wouldn't be able to find that doctor in the United States."
Lang Ruoxian smiled: "That's right, Gungun is my nephew."
"It would be great if your father and your aunt could think like you do, alas..." The old man sighed, "A baby, what are they planning!"
Lang Ruoxian watched the car drive away, then turned and entered the hospital.
"Master, everything has been arranged." Baby Face greeted him, "Dr. Holden will come on our private plane. He will arrive tomorrow. In order not to arouse their suspicion, he will land in the suburbs and then come by car."
Lang Ruoxian nodded and took the elevator straight to the top floor. There was no that petite figure outside the intensive care unit, and it looked even more empty and desolate. He walked to the door step by step and looked at the little baby on the bed.
"Master, Gungun must be fine. Like you, he can survive anything!" Baby Face looked at the hospital bed behind the glass window, and then at his young master.
I think back then, his young master suffered more than this. Didn’t he get through it all...
"Master Lang!" A young nurse ran over, "The second young lady said she wants to see you."
Lang Ruoxian didn't seem surprised and went to the ward with a calm expression.