When Jiang Miao's parents died, she could clearly realize that the distance between death and people was actually only a few millimeters.

But over the years, many injuries have healed, and her inner sense of security has slowly begun to be rebuilt. This time, Yuan Jianjun fell, and Jiang Miao suddenly became aware of fear and the footsteps of death.

Looking back, Yuan Jianjun is really not young anymore.

Jiang Miao was very clumsy in dealing with grief. She subconsciously slowed down all her movements, as if in this way she could stay away from the fact that she was afraid of.

"Miaomiao, get out of the car." Yuan Yanqi stopped the car, then went to her side and opened the door for her.

Jiang Miao raised her eyes and looked at Yuan Yanqi outside the car door. The confusion in her eyes was very obvious, but at this moment, she didn't know what language to use to express this confusion.

"Come down, baby," Yuan Yanqi looked at her, his tone much softer.

When Jiang Miao's footsteps touched the ground, Yuan Yanqi could see that her whole heart was resisting.

Resisting the hospital, resisting all the consequences that the hospital may bring that she is unwilling to accept and face.

"It's okay." Yuan Yanqi took Jiang Miao's hand, completely pulled her out of the car, and took her to the hospital.

As soon as the two people entered, Uncle Zhang came to meet them and seemed to have been waiting for them for a long time.

"You are finally here," Uncle Zhang patted the back of his hand.

Jiang Miao saw Zhang Boman's anxious expression and subconsciously squeezed Yuan Yanqi's hand. She obviously wanted to ask and know many things, but she couldn't speak at this moment. She couldn't say a word.

"How's it going?" Yuan Yan opened her mouth again, and when she spoke, she responded to Jiang Miao with great force, trying to make her feel his presence and comfort as much as possible.

"Still undergoing surgery..." In just a few words, Uncle Zhang's sigh was very obvious, and it said everything.

Maybe it's very serious. At this young age, any injury that is insignificant to young people can cost them half their lives. To put it harshly, sometimes their whole lives are lost like this.

Jiang Miao's legs became weak and she subconsciously took two steps back.

"Sit down." Yuan Yanqi hugged her and helped her sit next to him.

Uncle Zhang was still lingering outside the operating room. Yuan Yanqi didn't say anything. He just sat down beside Jiang Miao. Jiang Miao's face didn't look good, but Yuan Yanqi couldn't say anything now. What Jiang Miao wants now

, maybe it’s not comfort, she just wants to be quiet and have someone sit with her.

Time seemed to have stood still.

I don't know how much time passed, but the door of the operating room finally opened, Uncle Zhang left quickly, and Yuan Yanqi also got up.

Jiang Miao didn't want to stand up or ask. As long as he didn't ask, there would be no worse news. People are used to comforting themselves like this.

Yuan Yanqi looked at Jiang Miao. Jiang Miao was sitting with a nervous expression on his face, but he did not speak or stand up.

Yuan Yanqi hesitated for two seconds, then raised his feet and headed towards the operating room first.

In fact, Jiang Miao knew that at this time, all the movements around her would be infinitely magnified in her mind. She knew that the door to the operating room had opened, she knew that Uncle Zhang had passed by, and she could even hear the doctor's footsteps coming out, but she

No courage.

It wasn't until Yuan Yanqi's footsteps were heading that way that Jiang Miao slowly raised his eyes and looked in that direction.

She saw the figures of Uncle Zhang and Yuan Yanqi. Through the gap between their figures, she could see the doctor standing at the door of the operating room. She could even clearly see the doctor's action of pulling down his mask. This action was not unfamiliar at all.

In the bloody dramas she watched, she often saw scenes and pictures like this.

Sometimes she laughs at herself when she looks at it. Can't the terminal amnesia caused by the car accident be cured?

But at this moment, she clearly realized that for some people, what kind of terminal illness could not be cured? What if her grandfather fell down and could not be saved?

She couldn't hear clearly what the doctor was saying, but she could see his mouth opening and opening, which was particularly magnified.

Jiang Miao suddenly breathed a deep sigh of relief, because she saw Yuan Yanqi look back at her, and then Dr. Chao nodded, and the doctor also nodded, and then turned back to the operating room.

It's not like what she saw on TV: "I'm sorry, we tried our best."

Yuan Yanqi turned around (this chapter is not finished yet!)

Can’t Keep It

Looking at Jiang Miao, Jiang Miao took a deep breath and looked away again, but out of the corner of her eye she could see Yuan Yanqi walking over.

Yuan Yanqi stood still in front of Jiang Miao, stretched out his hand to touch her lowered head, and squatted down.

"The situation is not particularly good. We will continue to observe him in the intensive care unit for a few days." Yuan Yan Qi slid his hand from his head and touched Jiang Miao's face. He raised Jiang Miao's face to face him. He didn't want to face Jiang Miao.

lie.

Jiang Miao looked at him without saying a word, but her eyes were very red.

Yuan Yanqi moved forward and got closer to Jiang Miao, and then put Jiang Miao's head on his shoulder.

When I was young I was afraid of death, and when I grow up I will be afraid of death as well. I am afraid of the word death no matter what age I am.

Yuan Yanqi held her for a while, and then the door of the operating room was opened again.

Yuan Yanqi let go of Jiang Miao, looked at her, raised his hand to touch the corners of her eyes, "Do you want to go over and take a look? It's not easy to visit her now that she's in critical condition."

Jiang Miao couldn't control her tears, and they fell down one drop at a time. She looked at the hospital bed being pushed out from a distance and did not dare to speak.

"It's okay, don't look at it yet," Yuan Yanqi comforted her in a low voice. Jiang Miao may not have calmed down yet and was afraid to face all this.

Yuan Yan Qichao waved his hand in the direction of the operating room, and Uncle Zhang followed beside the bed. He couldn't really help, but he pushed along.

Seeing that he was about to be pushed away, Jiang Miao suddenly stood up and said, "Wait a minute."

Jiang Miao was still afraid. In fact, she was afraid of seeing it. However, she suddenly realized, what if? If the old man couldn't be saved, then she might not even see him properly for the last time. Whether she regretted it or not, Yuan Jian

As for Jun, he should want to see her again before he dies, right?

Jiang Miao used to say that he favored boys over girls, and that he was strong and stubborn, and had never dared to admit many things, but now, she actually knew very well that she was Yuan Jianjun's darling, and his only thought in these years.

The gurney stopped, and Jiang Miao walked over step by step, each step feeling heavy.

Yuan Jianjun was lying on the bed. It wasn't scary at all, just like he was asleep. It wasn't like those bloody scenes, but it was actually scary. There was no life visible to the naked eye.

Jiang Miao trembled, but still touched Yuan Jianjun's hand. Yuan Jianjun's hand was cold, and there were many medical equipment wires clamped on his fingers.

Jiang Miao held his hand and kept looking at him until the gurney was pushed again, the bed moved forward, and Yuan Jianjun's hand slipped from hers.

Jiang Miao closed her eyes and didn't move, just stood there.

She suddenly remembered that many years ago, when she was brought to her original home for the first time, this aloof man frowned and looked at her with a myriad of emotions in his eyes, but he just waved his hand and said, "Little girl, let's live here from now on."
Chapter completed!