312 All I want is a home

312 All I want is a home

In the operating room, Xia Yang had already changed into surgical clothes. After a simple examination, it was found that his blood could save Ling Qiao.

The sharp knife on Ling Qiao's chest has been taken out, and the doctor is helping him stop the bleeding, but stacks of cotton cloth are pressed on, and they are soon soaked with bright red blood. It seems that the bleeding has not been stopped. Xia Yang frowned slightly, his

The situation seemed serious, and the bloodless face looked like a dead face.

Xia Yang lay on the operating bed next to him according to the doctor's instructions. He turned to look at Ling Qiao next door. Ling Qiao was wearing an oxygen mask. The heartbeat shown on the instrument was slow and weak. Only the slight mist on the oxygen mask could be seen.

Only then did Yang realize that he still had a breath.

"Prepare for blood transfusion..." The nurse rolled up his sleeves, "Make a fist!" She explained softly, skillfully tied a leather tube on his arm, and then gently pressed his veins, "We're going to draw blood.

"

"Um."

The slender needle punctured his vein, and a steady stream of rh-positive blood flowed into Ling Qiao's body through the tube.

Xia Yang turned around, and the strong light on the operating table made it difficult for him to open his eyes. In a daze, the scene when he met Shu Shu for the first time appeared in his mind. In the elevator, she looked at the Mokai animation room.

He will never forget the joyful look in the poster's eyes.

Of course, there was also the time they lived together in Hokkaido. When she didn't remember anything, they lived the happiest time, just like the most ordinary lovers, holding hands and walking on the sunset path, that kind of faint happiness

It was enough to make him think about it.

It's a pity that all this is just a dream he made up. Even if Shu Shu loses her memory, her heart still loves Ling Qiao, so she is willing to follow him as soon as he appears.

Maybe it was all destined. Shu Shu was destined not to be his. He racked his brains to seize it. What was not his would never be his.

Let it go. To love someone, you don't have to be with them. Seeing her happy is his biggest wish.

I don’t know how long it took, but the doctor’s voice came, “The blood transfusion is completed and you are in good health.”

Xia Yang opened his eyes slightly, but the strong surgical light was still overwhelming. He is in good health, does he mean me or him?

"The wound has stopped bleeding, the blood pressure has returned to normal, and the heartbeat is slightly slower, but within a controllable range."

Oh, I should be talking about him.

With the help of the nurse, Xia Yang stepped off the operating table. Apart from being a little tired, he felt no discomfort. He turned around and glanced at Ling Qiao again, grinning half-smilingly, wishing you good luck, that woman outside.

Waiting for you!

——

Shu Shu waited outside anxiously, and the past scenes played out one after another like a movie.

She and Ling Qiao both hated Xia Yang so much, even hated him, but now, it was Xia Yang who saved Ling Qiao's life at this critical moment.

Fortunately, there was Xia Yang. For the first time, Shu Shu felt that Xia Yang was the savior in her life. After calculation, their family of three had all received help from Xia Yang.

Shu Shu put her hands together on her chest, closed her eyes and prayed silently...

The door of the operating room opened, and Xia Yang dragged his exhausted body out. The nurse supported him, "You'd better lie down in the lounge for a while before leaving. You are very weak now..."

Xia Yang stretched out his hand and waved to the nurse, "It's okay, I'll just sit down for a while."

The nurse reluctantly returned to the operating room and closed the door. Shu Shu stepped forward and helped Xia Yang sit down, her eyes full of anxiety, "How is Ling Qiao?"

Xia Yang turned to look at her with no expression. He replied calmly, "The wound has stopped bleeding, the blood pressure has returned to normal, and the heartbeat is slightly slower, but within a controllable range." He copied the doctor's words.

"Oh, does that mean it's okay? Is it, is it?..."

Xia Yang shook off her hand and said coldly, "I'm not a doctor, I don't know!"

Shu Shu was a little apologetic. At this time, he also needed to care, "I'm sorry... I'm too impatient. Are you feeling well? Do you want to eat?"

Xia Yang shook his head and looked straight ahead. This remaining concern was more like a poisonous thorn piercing his heart. "It's not needed for the time being. I'll just sit down for a while." He sat on the chair, with his back

I leaned against the wall and closed my eyes quietly, feeling really tired.

Shu Shu slumped on the chair weakly, looking up to see that the lights in the operating room were still on. Thinking about what Xia Yang said just now, she kept comforting herself that Ling Qiao was fine, and the doctor was doing the final bandaging work. It must be

so……

An hour later, the doctor finally came out, "Mrs. Ling..."

"Zai Zai Zai," Shu Shu jumped up immediately, "Doctor, how is my husband?"

The doctor slowly took off the mask. There were some blood stains on the mask. "It was really dangerous. The knife was only one millimeter away from the heart. Fortunately, the rh-positive blood was found in time. His sense of survival is also very strong. But...

..." The doctor looked confused.

Shu Shu was in a state of excitement. Sometimes she said it was dangerous, sometimes she said she was lucky, and now it was too bad. Her heart felt like a roller coaster. "But what? Doctor, please don't scare me."

"However, President Ling has not passed the critical period yet. If he can wake up at night, he will be fine. If he can't wake up... it will be hard to say."

Shu Shu's body began to tremble unconsciously. She could no longer tell whether what the doctor said was good news or bad news. She asked blankly, "Doctor, can I... see him?"

"He has been sent to the intensive care unit now. He is very weak just after the operation. It is better to see him at night... You can wait in the lounge for a while, and a nurse will make arrangements."

"Okay, thank you doctor..."

——

There is no smoke without fire. The news that the president of Lingbai Group is dying soon spread throughout the streets and alleys of T City. For a time, major websites commented and predicted Lingbai's stock market situation, causing people to panic. Many media reporters acted in batches to report Lingbai.

The Bai Group, the Ling family, and the hospital were all blocked, trying to find the reason for Ling Qiao's sudden assassination.

Shu Shu panicked even more. When Dawen was diagnosed with lung cancer, the scene of being surrounded was nothing more than that. Now that Ling Qiao was injured and hospitalized, the situation became more urgent. It could no longer be solved by her standing up and saying a few words.

Ling Qiao was lying in the intensive care unit, and Dong'er was already asleep in Sister-in-law Li's arms. She was a woman with only six gods and no masters.

Fortunately, there was Chen Jiaqian, who had already gone to fight with reporters outside the hospital.

"Sister, those reporters are so fast. They block people whenever they want... The reporters at the door are already three floors inside and three floors outside. It's scarier than the teacher's time!" Shen Jing was sitting in front of the TV watching the live broadcast. He was on the phone.

Li spoke calmly, "Sister, how is your brother-in-law doing?"

"He's not out of danger yet..." Shu Shu couldn't help but choked up, "Shen Jing, I ask you to take care of the teacher and his wife. Don't let them come. There are people here to take care of them."

"Well, okay...sister, let me know if anything happens to my brother-in-law. You can rest assured here."

Shu Shu was very pleased with Shen Jing's understanding, "Okay, thank you kid..." She was so sad that she couldn't speak.

"Sister, you have to be stronger. My teacher, my wife, and I will support you..."

"Okay, thank you!"

Just after hanging up the phone, another call came in, "Hello..."

"Shu Shu, it's me!" Shen Xiaoxuan's heavy tone came from the phone, "How is Ling Qiao's condition?"

"We haven't passed the critical period yet. There are reporters outside the hospital. I don't know what to do."

"Don't worry, it will be fine. I can't get through it now."

"You don't have to come over. Jia Qian is here. Fortunately, you are here." She choked while holding her cell phone.

"Shu Shu, don't cry. Be strong and things will get better."

"Um."

After hanging up the phone, Shu Shu felt suffocated by the suffocating space, and there was endless darkness in front of her eyes. She turned to look out the window, the setting sun disappeared, and the gradually darkening sky announced the coming of night.

At this time, the nurse opened the door and came in, "Mrs. Ling, President Ling's situation is gradually becoming more optimistic. You can change your clothes and go in to take a look..."

Shu Shu was overjoyed, "Okay, thank you..." She turned around and told Sister-in-law Li to take good care of Dong'er.

After pushing open the double door, she finally saw the dying Ling Qiao. His shirt had been taken off, and he only held a white gauze on his chest. The blood stains printed on the gauze were horribly bright red.

Pulling up a stool and sitting in front of Ling Qiao's bed, she gently held his hand. His hands were so cold. He used to warm her with his palms, but now they were colder than hers.

"Ling Qiao..." Shu Shu softly called his name, her hoarse voice trembling unconsciously. She couldn't believe what was happening in front of her, such a healthy and strong man, now he was lying on the bed like a dead man, calling him dead In response, he pushed and there was no response.

Shu Shu held his hand tightly, tears falling on the back of his hand, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have disobeyed you..." She felt extremely regretful, "I should have been the one to take this stab, why did you You are so stupid to stop me."

Ling Qiao still didn't move, and Shu Shu was a little disappointed, but compared to the panic during the operation, she felt more at ease now. She took a warm wet towel and gently wiped the blood stains on his body, face, neck, and arms. On the waist. "Ling Qiao, do you know that I am right next to you? Can you hear me?"

Shu Shu grabbed his slender fingers and carefully scrubbed the blood on the edges of the nails. Suddenly, she saw Ling Qiao's fingers move. She held her breath and continued to stare at the fingers motionlessly, then moved again. .Shu Shu looked at his face happily, "Ling Qiao, can you hear what I say, right?"

The eyes under Ling Qiao's eyelids kept moving. He wanted to open them so much, wanted to tell Shu Shu that I was okay, but his heavy eyelids seemed to be frozen.

Shu Shu was very excited and said tentatively, "If you can hear me, just squeeze my hand."

Ling Qiao raised his finger again, and just a small touch made Shu Shu extremely happy, as if the fire of hope came from his fingertips, strong and hot. "That's great...Ling Qiao, Dong My son is fine. Tang Youqing was arrested. I am fine too. Please wake up quickly..."

"I always went against you in the past, but I will listen to you in the future. I promise not to be strong anymore and to listen to you. Ling Qiao, you always say you don't know what to do with me, but actually I don't know either... I

I don’t know how I can win your favor, and I don’t know where I got the blessing to be your wife. I disdain the identity of the young mistress of the Ling family, let alone the name of the wife of President Ling Bai. I am just an ordinary person.
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