Compared with Yue Lan's situation, Zhuang Nianshuang's condition couldn't be worse. As soon as she arrived at the hospital and the rescue was completed, she was sent to the ICU ward. She inhaled a large amount of smoke and dust, causing coma and respiratory edema. Later, her throat swelled and she even squeezed the intubation tube.

Secondary intubation is no longer accessible from the mouth, and the only option is cricothyroidotomy and intubation. This means directly poking a hole in the neck and inserting the tube to maintain breathing.

The burns on the face have caused irreversible scars and require skin grafting surgery, but scarring is unavoidable, and with the current physical condition, even the skin grafting surgery cannot be carried out smoothly, for fear of some emergency.

Because her heartbeat and breathing had stopped for a period of time, and her brain was deprived of oxygen, the damage to her brain was unpredictable before she woke up.

At the door of the ICU ward, the doctor was explaining the current situation to Zhuang Ze and Wang Qingruo.

"Because the patient's heart and breathing stopped, and the brain was deprived of oxygen for a period of time. Although he has been rescued and his vital signs have been restored, the brain damage is still unpredictable before the patient wakes up." The doctor's voice was low and he spoke clearly.

dignified.

Wang Qingruo sat on the chair, his expression already a little detached, as if he couldn't listen to anything, and as if he had already guessed the worst outcome.

Zhuang Ze also had a solemn expression on his face and asked, "What else?"

The doctor saw that he seemed to be in good condition, so he continued, "For the burned part, skin grafting will be done after the patient has recovered a bit, and the scar area will be minimized as much as possible."

When Zhuang Ze heard this, he actually knew what it meant. He had to wait until the patient recovered a little before doing it. It was nothing more than... In her current state, she might not be able to survive the operation, or it might be that she even had a skin graft now.

If you can't survive the surgery, it's better not to do it. Why bother taking the skin off your body one more time?

"What about the others?" Zhuang Ze asked. He knew that what the doctor said before was not the most important. Generally, the most important worst-case estimate would be said at the end.

"The current situation is not good. We have inhaled too much smoke and dust, and our lung function has been greatly damaged. Whether we can survive it is unknown. The next forty-eight hours will be critical. We also ask family members... to be mentally prepared first." The doctor

After finally telling the worst possibility, Zhuang Ze's fingers froze slightly, hanging by his side, and then nodded, "I understand, please excuse me."

"It's no trouble. If you want to know anything, you can come to my office to see me at any time." The doctor said it very politely. After all, the patient's current condition makes it difficult for his family members.

Then Zhuang Ze took a few steps back, sat down on the chair, and sat next to Wang Qingruo.

"Aze, are we... going to live alone forever?" Wang Qingruo's voice was very hoarse. She had never said anything before, but when she suddenly said this, it sounded endlessly desolate.

Zhuang Ze didn't say anything, but just reached out and grabbed Wang Qingruo's hand. It was really quiet outside the ICU. How could such a quiet night end so quickly?

Wang Qingruo sniffed gently, but his voice was still hoarse. Because he had cried too much before, his eyes were dry and he couldn't shed a single tear.

Zhuang Ze didn't speak, and Wang Qingruo continued, "I have been lucky since I got married to you. From that time, I also knew that you don't want children and you don't like children. At that time, I thought,

It's enough to marry you, and I'm content to be with you until we grow old. It's already such a precious thing to have only one person in my life, and we'll stay together forever. You've given me what I want most.

I should be content with everything. But later, Nian Shuang came to our family, and I became a mother. From the initial incompatibility to the later habits, I truly regarded her as my own daughter. For her

She worries about her illness, cheers for her studies, and is proud of her achievements. I really... regard myself as her mother, although... maybe she has never admitted it in her heart. "

Zhuang Ze's voice lowered a bit, "Stop talking."

He stopped Wang Qingruo in such a low voice, but Wang Qingruo did not stop, but continued, "Instead of doing this... I had known this... it would be better not to bring her back in the first place, maybe she would meet her in the United States.

Better adoptive parents and better growth may not encounter such a thing.

She wouldn't have brought so much harm to everyone... Although I know she did something wrong, and she did so many wrong things, but... I still can't help it, I can't help but hope that everyone can forgive her, I want

She can survive safely...I don't want...the white-haired person to send the black-haired person...Aze, I really don't want to."

Wang Qingruo sobbed softly, while Zhuang Ze sat aside, his expression changed slightly. He clenched his hands into fists on his knees, hammered hard, and stopped with a bit of sobs in his voice.

, "I told you..." His voice rose a bit, choked with sobs, and then became lower, "Stop talking..."

Hearing the tremor in Zhuang Ze's voice, Wang Qingruo was surprised for a moment. When he raised his head, he saw tears falling from Zhuang Ze's eyes. In fact, he cared about it. Even a dog would have feelings, let alone such a dog.

What about a real person? After spending so many years together day and night, how could he be completely indifferent?

Now...how could he not feel heartache? Since just now, he has been thinking about the past, thinking about Zhuang Nianshuang when he was a child. When his grades were good, he would always go home happily and hand over the report card happily.

Show it to him, and then stand in front of him eagerly, waiting for his encouragement and praise.

No matter how many wrong things she did when she grew up, and how much hatred blinded her mind and heart, Zhuang Ze always wanted to believe that at that time, when she was just a child, those clear eyes of hers,

It's pure, pure, without any scheming or calculation. When she called her dad, she meant it sincerely.

He wants to believe it.

Wang Qingruo started to cry, and Zhuang Ze reached out and silently took her into his arms, but he himself kept crying silently.

Just at the entrance to the ICU ward, a figure stood there. The clenched fist that was originally hanging at his side had been loosened. A man came from behind. It was Qi Chuan. He took a look at the scene inside and then took the photo.

He patted Yue Lu on the shoulder and said, "I know you feel bad too. You go and stay with Lan Lan first, and I'll go and comfort Aze."
Chapter completed!