Outside the intensive care unit
Xue Jinyan stood there alone, through the glass window, you could see the quiet figure of the soldier.
He hung on the ventilator, motionless.
No smile, no hug, no...
Ling Yue, why are you still not awake
She actually didn't want to cry. When she cried, her eyes would be covered with tears, so that she could not see the figure inside.
She really couldn't get used to him like this.
If you don't get up again, I will take the child away so you can't find it. Are not you afraid? I absconded with your child.
If you are afraid, wake up.
I have tried the wedding dresses. They fit well, but if you don’t wake up and your stomach is a little blessed, maybe you have to change it.
She don't want to be a fat bride.
There are soft footsteps behind him.
Xue Jinyan didn't seem to hear it, Ji Changfeng looked at her figure distressedly, but after a few days of work, she had lost a lot of weight.
He walked to her silently and looked at the people inside.
Ling Yue wake up quickly, Jinyan you love so much, she is sad for you, why are you willing to let her be like this.
In the dean’s office, the air is a bit tight
"Shijing, how is my son's situation?" Ling Shitao's eyes were unconcealable anxious. Next to him, Song Sihua's eyes were very red, and she wiped her tears from time to time.
Cheng Shijing is the dean of this hospital and an authoritative expert in brain surgery. His eyebrows are frowning, and the expression on his face is not relaxed.
"Shi Tao, Ling Yue's situation is more complicated. He has a serious head injury and a nerve injury. Although the bullet has been taken out, but when he wakes up, even me, I can't be sure, I can only wait."
Song Sihua's shoulders trembled and choked, "Then there is no other way, Shijing, you don't have to consider economic issues. If foreign experts only have the possibility, we will also ask you how much."
Ling Shitao nodded: "Yes, no matter how much you pay, as long as you can wake him up."
Cheng Shijing groaned for a while: "I understand your feelings. I also contacted the American side. He should be here tomorrow. It's just that I am worried that our domestic medical standards are still limited after all. After coming, I might suggest that you switch to Treatment abroad."
"Then let's go too. There is only a glimmer of hope. My son is still alive. I definitely can't just let him lie there."
Song Sihua walked out of the dean's room wiping her tears. Wu Baoni walked over with a heat preservation pot. When she saw Song Sihua, she hurried forward to help and whispered, "Auntie, are you okay?"
Song Sihua wanted to speak, but tears had already fallen.
Wu Baoni also understands her current mood, not to mention that she is also very uncomfortable now, she tightly grasped Song Sihua's hand.
"Auntie, don't worry, Ling Yue will definitely wake up."
Song Sihua felt warm and choked up: "Bao Ni, you are really a good girl."
Two people came to the door of the intensive care unit where Ling Yue lived. Song Sihua's eyes changed. She pushed Wu Baoni away, as if she was leaping over.
Xue Jinyan kept watching Ling Yue inside, and didn't feel Song Sihua rushing over at all.
"You disaster star, what are you still doing here."
With the pain on her head, Xue Jinyan turned her head in a daze, and faced Song Sihua's scarlet eyes.
"The disaster star, if it wasn't to save you, my son wouldn't be like this. Get out of here, get out of me." Song Sihua was a little crazy.
Ji Changfeng was taken aback, and quickly grabbed Xue Jinyan: "Auntie, don't do it, auntie."
Song Sihua couldn't hear it at all, she just desperately tore at Xue Jinyan in front of her, and when Xue Jinyan realized who the person in front of her was, she didn't respond.
It was just that Ren Song Sihua pulled her.
Because she knew that Song Sihua's heartache would not be lighter than her.
Wu Baoni didn't expect this change to happen, and she hurried forward to help. Ji Changfeng finally rescued Xue Jinyan's hair from Song Sihua's hands. He pulled Xue Jinyan behind her: "Auntie, don't be like this, it's not Jinyan. 'S fault."
"It's not her fault? The man said it was her life he wanted, but why was my son shot. It would be fine to kill her. Why not her, why not her. It's all her, all her 'S fault."
Xue Jinyan stood there blankly, her eyes clouded with tears.
It hurts, it hurts really.
Ji Changfeng looked a little worried at Xue Jinyan's shaky appearance. He took her hand and whispered, "Jinyan, how are you?"
Hatred shot into Song Sihua's eyes: "Chang Feng, you are Ling Yue's friend, this woman is the murderer who hurt Ling Yue, how can you protect her."
Ji Changfeng just cast his gaze on Wu Baoni who was beside Song Sihua. Wu Baoni knew what he meant, nodded and gave him a look of relief.
"Jinyan, follow me." Ji Changfeng whispered: "You need to rest."
Xue Jinyan turned her head and looked at the glass window over there, her eyes dimmed little by little.
It's just that she can't fall down now.
Her gaze slowly fell on Song Sihua's body.
"sorry."
She can only say this.
Song Sihua's body was shaking like a dead leaf.
"You go away, you have to die of this heart, Ling Yue wakes up, I won't let you be together again, you let me go."
Ji Changfeng frowned and brought Xue Jinyan out with half a hand and half a drag.
Wu Baoni sighed quietly while supporting Song Sihua.
Ji Changfeng drove the car, and Xue Jinyan sat in the co-pilot, her eyes a little blank.
Her cell phone has been ringing for a long time, but she hasn't moved at all.
Ji Changfeng sighed almost inaudibly, pulled the car over, took her mobile phone and looked at it, it was her home phone.
"Jinyan, it's your home phone."
Xue Jinyan's eyes moved, and then closed her eyes.
After the accident, she did not even tell her parents that this incident happened too badly. Although it was suppressed by a lot of relationships, it would not cause internal disturbances in the group. Externally, she only said that Ling Yue was sick and needed training. However, someone in the villa area witnessed this scene that day, so it was only a matter of time before it was passed on to his parents.
Ji Changfeng knew that she didn't want to speak now, and said softly: "Then I will pick it up for you."
"Hello."
Fang Ru wanted to hear Xue Jinyan's voice, but he didn't expect it to be a male voice. He was slightly taken aback: "I, I'm looking for Jinyan, may I ask you who?"
"Hello auntie, I am Ji Changfeng and Jinyan's friend. She is by my side, but she is not in a good mood right now, so I will answer the phone for her. If you have anything, you can let me pass it on. give her."
What is the monsoon wind
Fang Ru had heard of this name. When she knew the news of Ling Yue's injury, she wanted to come over as soon as possible, but even her daughter concealed it from herself, and she did not dare to act rashly.
She wanted to contact Jinyan directly, but she couldn't get in touch anymore. She couldn't hold on anymore. She was very worried.
"Is Jinyan okay?"
"She's okay, don't worry, auntie, I will take care of her."
"Then, what about Ling Yue?"
"I haven't woke up yet, but I should wake up. It's just a matter of time. Auntie, don't worry, but I'm afraid Jinan won't be able to return to you now."
"..."
Fang Ru couldn't control her tears.
She knew that she was with her daughter, and the two of them might only cry, but she really did not expect to suffer such a disaster.
Losing Zhuo Jingyang made her want to die. If Ling Yue was lost this time, then... Fang Ru didn't dare to think about it.
"Is Changfeng? Then my daughter will ask you. When she wants to talk to me, let her call me."
Ji Changfeng glanced at Xue Jinyan next to him: "Okay."
Yao Family Villa
Yao Jia shrank in the corner of the room, shaking severely.
Impossible, impossible.
Xue Jinyan should have been shot, how could it be Brother Ling.
It was her who hurt him.
Yao Shuming opened the door of her bedroom and saw the figure in the corner, both worried and anxious.
"Xiaojia, what the hell are you doing, no one wants this."
"Dad, what's going on with Brother Ling? I don't dare to see him. I had a dream last night and he died. He was covered in blood and wanted to kill me. Dad, dad, save me, save me. "
"Xiaojia, it's not your fault, it's not your fault, you know?"
"No, it's my fault. If it wasn't for me to take Xue Jinyan's life and not send that man over, Brother Ling would be fine. Dad, I really feel like I'm going to die. I want to marry him. I don't want him to die."
"Dad knows that Dad has checked it for you. He hasn't died yet, but he's unconscious now, and the situation is still optimistic."
"Not dead?" Yao Jia stared at Yao Shuming eagerly, her hand holding Yao Shuming's arm: "Is what you said is true? Dad, do you say that if he wakes up, will you forgive me? He will marry me? ?"
"Yes, he will. He didn't know you did it."
"he does not know?"
"Yes, he doesn't know, no one will know." Yao Shuming stared at her with a serious face: "Xiaojia, you have to remember, you never thought of killing Xue Jinyan, you don't even know who shot her. Ling Yue, understand, this matter has nothing to do with you."
"It has nothing to do with me..." Yao Jia lowered her head and muttered: "It has nothing to do with me."
Yao Shuming's palm patted Yao Jia's back, watching the squatting daughter gradually calm down, and he slowly let out a sigh of relief.
Until now, he must cover up everything.
If the Ling family is asked to investigate and find out that it has something to do with him...
That black eagle should be dead.
He felt uncomfortable hanging on his throat in one breath.
But no matter what, the possibility of his Xiaojia and Ling Yue was cut off.
He would never let Xiaojia and Ling Yue be together again, because this was simply a timed weapon, maybe when the problem occurred.
At that time, he was completely ruined.
He squinted his eyes and stared at his daughter who was squatting on the ground.
He must marry her as soon as possible.
(End of this chapter)