The doctor said that if we survive tonight, the dangerous period will be over.
But if it is not in the past, it is forever in the past.
In the middle of the journey, Ji Mianmian wanted to persuade Mrs. Murong to eat something. She didn't move or speak. She seemed to have turned into a fossil and sat there, looking motionless at the door of the ward.
She refused to go in, but she also refused to leave.
Murong Mian sighed, "Let's go, go out for a meal first, and then come back."
They went to the company early in the morning, finished handling the matter, and then came to the hospital. The whole day passed, and almost no water or rice was eaten. There was still a wait for the whole night. He didn't care, but he couldn't see Ji Mianmian suffer. Hungry.
Ji Mianmian looked at Madam Murong and said, "Why don't you go and buy some for me? I'll be here with you."
Murong Mian shook his head: "There's no point in keeping you company, we'll just go nearby and be back soon."
Ji Mianmian nodded: "Then... okay."
She found a nurse and asked her to stay with Mrs. Murong first.
Murong Mian took Ji Mianmian to a nearby restaurant and ordered two steaks and Italian soup.
Ji Mianmian pouted and said, "I really don't like Western food. No matter how delicious this steak is, I think it just tastes like that."
Murong Mian cut her steak into small pieces of the same size and fed it to her with a fork: "So far, things have almost progressed. We can go back soon."
Thinking of this, Ji Mianmian finally gained some energy. She bit into the steak hard, "Yes, I'm going back soon. When I get back, I'll have sweet and sour pork ribs, five-spice chicken feet, spicy crayfish, braised pork...ah, my mouth is watering." It flowed out.”
Murong Mian rubbed her bangs: "I'll make them for you when you get back tomorrow. Eat these quickly. You have to stay up late tonight."
Ji Mianmian nodded: "Well..."
After dinner, I brought some food to Mrs. Murong.
When the two of them walked out of the restaurant and rushed back to the hospital, Ji Mianmian accidentally saw Mrs. Jones. She returned to her noble and elegant lady appearance, holding an old man with white hair on her arm, and her smile was particularly flattering.
Ji Mianmian touched her chin and said, "This woman really doesn't want to take a break for a moment."
Murong Mian sneered: "She won't be able to dance for a few days."
Ji Mianmian suddenly remembered something. She asked Murongmian to stop the car, find the beggars on the roadside, and gave them some money.
When she got into the car, Murong Mian asked her: "What did you ask them to do? You didn't let me go down with you."
Ji Mianmian held her face in her hands, her big eyes flashing: "Let them take off that old bitch's clothes. She likes to have sex so much, so help her."
Murong Mian scratched her nose lovingly.
Back at the hospital, Murong Mian persuaded Madam Murong to eat something, but she shook her head and remained silent.
"Mom, eat as much as you can. If you are like this, you may collapse before dad gets better."
"I'm fine."
Ji Mianmian was helpless.
The night seemed to have been extremely long. Ji Mianmian couldn't hold on anymore and fell asleep leaning on Murong Mian.
When she woke up, the sky outside was already pale.
Ji Mianmian stretched, and the night was finally over. Old Murong must have passed the dangerous period, right
Thinking of this, I felt relieved after a tense night.
Unexpectedly, the equipment in the ward suddenly alarmed, and Murong Zhihong was pushed into the emergency room again. After half an hour, the lights went out and the doctor came out.
Ji Mianmian only heard him say: "Sorry, we tried our best..."
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