Su Zhilan's hands shook and she tried to take them out, but was held down by Ji Nuan.
"What are you doing? Let go!" Su Zhilan struggled to break free from her hands.
Ji Nuan still held her tightly, with a cold smile and a soft voice that only Su Zhilan could hear: "How can I let go? After the murderer of the child in my belly was imprisoned, I will never let go before the law comes."
"Ji Nuan, you..."
"You thought that Su Xueyi died because there was no evidence to prove it. You thought that the police could use the time when Mo Jingshen was unconscious to close the case as soon as possible. You thought that no one would be able to suspect you. You continued to be the eldest lady who stayed out of the mud. , continue to play the role of a manic patient who is timid and fearful and cannot bear to be stimulated. Do you think you are invulnerable?"
"Let me go!"
"Su Zhilan, let me tell you, I am a man who spends every penny. I will pay you back ten times a hundred times for every scar you cause on my body. Whatever you steal from my stomach, I will pay it back to you." Even if it pierces your heart, your stomach, and your uterus, it's hard to eliminate the hatred in your heart. Don't think that if Mo Jingshen doesn't wake up, the Mo family won't doubt you, and no one will do anything to you."
Su Zhilan was still trying to pull her hand away, but Ji Nuan didn't know where she got the strength to keep holding on to her wrist, so hard that she almost broke her wrist bones.
Feng Ling never reached out to help restrain Su Zhilan from beginning to end, because she saw a woman who was extremely angry because she lost the child in her belly.
Feng Ling had never seen Ji Nuan like this before.
It wasn't until Ji Nuan finally let go that Su Zhilan was able to break away smoothly, took a step back, and glanced at Ji Nuan's flat belly again with lingering fear.
"It's all just your suspicion." Su Zhilan calmed down and tried to stay as far away from Ji Nuan as possible.
Just then, people from the police station came out and saw Su Zhilan, so they asked her to go into the interrogation room to record a statement. Su Zhilan hesitated for a moment before turning to look at Ji Nuan. Ji Nuan just looked at her indifferently and said nothing more.
When he walked out of the police station, it was snowing outside. Feng Ling wrapped a scarf around Ji Nuan's neck and whispered with her as they walked towards the car: "Mrs. Mo, do you need me to talk to the base about this matter?" Let me know?"
"No, once the Mo family gets involved in this matter, the Su family won't be able to get away completely. Mo Shaoze, the chairman of Shine Group, doesn't live for nothing. Once all the doubts about Su Zhilan are spread to him, He would personally put pressure on the police."
"Okay, let President Mo do it. After all, Mr. Mo is not awake yet, and he has nowhere to vent his anger."
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When he returned to the hospital, Mo Jingshen was still awake, and he was still not allowed to enter his ward at will.
It was already dark, and Wan Zhu took Ji Nuan back to Mo's house.
During dinner in the evening, there was soup specially made for Ji Nuan. Since Ji Nuan's miscarriage, she drank soup almost every day to replenish her body. Ji Nuan always felt that Wan Zhu was using this method to try to find out that her son still existed. traces in this world.
Wanzhu doesn't say anything every day. The two words that everyone in this family is most afraid of hearing are sleeping and vegetative. This is the most feared result.
After the meal, Ji Nuan returned to the bedroom, closed the door and entered the bathroom.
After taking a shower, she sat by the bed with the laptop that Mo Jingshen had used before. She opened her mailbox and saw the work emails from Mo Nuan's studio in Haicheng. But she didn't want to read them now. She just sat on the bed and stared at the screen. He raised his hand and touched the roses in the vase beside the bed.
Servants put flowers in several rooms every day. On the night of the Spring Festival, Ji Nuan and Mo Jingshen lived here, and she had seen roses in the same position.
What was she talking about
When she celebrated her birthday in T city, she destroyed all the rose petals on the floor without even touching them, which made her feel distressed when she saw them now.
She curled up next to the bed, looked at the flowers, took out her phone, took a photo, and sent it to Mo Jingshen.
[The flowers in your room look so beautiful every day. If I don’t see you for a month, I don’t even know whether you are withered or in full bloom. ]
Sometimes people may have such an attachment, especially to someone they love deeply.
No matter whether the other party is alive or dead, even if it is just a white skeleton of loess, as long as she can see it, she will at least feel at ease.
But in this whole month, the only time she took a look inside was when the doctor opened the door. She saw Mo Jingshen lying on the white hospital bed, quietly and motionless, with all kinds of instruments inserted into his body. Planting colored threads and tubes, he did not open his eyes, not even moving his eyelashes.
Just seeing it in the blink of an eye closed the door and never saw it again.
It's been a whole month.
Ji Nuan called Mo Jingshen three times a day as always and sent him a text message before going to bed.
As time passed, she became confused. If he continued to sleep like this, would he not want her anymore
Why did he enter her life so forcefully and turn her life around, but then lie there quietly and motionless, making her so scared
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It’s snowing heavily, and with a few more snowfalls in Los Angeles in February, this winter will be over.
Ji Nuan was sitting alone on the steps in front of the hospital, wrapped in a white cashmere coat. Her head was covered with white snow. Because she hadn't moved much, the snow hadn't melted yet. Too much snow fell on her head, far away. From a distance, it looks like a snowman piled on the stairs.
Qin Siting walked out of the hospital and saw this scene. He put one hand in his trouser pocket and stared at it for a long time before walking out. When he got to Ji Nuan's side, he helped her brush the snow off her head, then took off her coat and put it on. onto her.
Ji Nuan didn't need to turn his eyes, he just turned his head slightly and saw Qin Siting's leather shoes, and didn't move again.
"He's sleeping all the time. It doesn't make any sense for you to come here and wait like this every day." Qin Siting said, "I think you should go back to Haicheng first. Your studio still needs you, and the Ji family and Mr. Mo also need you." You go back and comfort me.”
Ji Nuan looked silently at the cars passing by on the roadside, and said calmly: "Dr. Qin, didn't you also fly here specially from Haicheng, and you haven't gone back after staying here for so long? Your home and work focus are both in Haicheng. , but I’ve been here lately, aren’t you waiting too?”
Qin Siting looked down at her, sighed after a moment, and simply sat down, sitting on the same step as her, looking in the same direction as Ji Nuan.
After a long time, he said: "Even I don't know when he will wake up. If he doesn't wake up for a year, do you plan to wait here for a year? He doesn't wake up for ten years, do you plan to wait for ten years?"
Ji Nuan didn't say anything, just flipping through the messages he had sent to Mo Jingshen on his phone.
One message per day, and there are already many unread messages from the other party.