Chapter 1098       -

Lin Wanwan noticed her strangeness and frowned and asked, "Kexin, where has Ayuan gone?"

Lu Kexin swallowed and bit her lip nervously: "He said he was going to see Tangtang, and he probably came back soon."

"You're lying."

Lu Kexin shook her hand and said with a smirk: "Sister Jiang Jiang, why did I lie to you? He will be back later, please ask him yourself."

"Why don't you dare to look at me when you haven't lie?"

"I'm setting a table, and, I usually..."

Before she could finish her words, Lin Wanwan had turned around and walked to her, gently pinched her jaw, and turned her head over: "Kexin, you are harming him for protecting him, do you know?"

"Sister Jiang Jiang, I..."

Lu Kexin looked at her in embarrassment, frowned, and couldn't speak for a long time.

She was very confused.

She also knew that it was right to tell Sister Jiang, but before, Jiang Jiang talked to Jiang Yuan so much, she was very worried that the two of them would argue again, so she thought that it would be better to have less than more things.

So she hesitated for a long time before asking: "Sister Jiang Jiang, can you tell me if the words you said to Jiang Yuan before fainting were the true thoughts in your heart, or were they angry?"

Lin Wanwan was stunned for a moment, let go of her hand, turned around and looked at the night sky outside the window, and smiled bitterly: "What do you think?"

Lu Kexin couldn't tell what she meant: "The sister Jiang Jiang I know wouldn't say that, but... you did say that. If you say that because you were angry, you should tell Jiang Yuan well and he would definitely understand."

Hearing this, Lin Wanwan turned her head and looked at her and smiled: "What I said is not an angry word."

"Isn't it annoying, then... do you... really think he has dragged you down?"

Lu Kexin looked at her with some disbelief. She thought Lin Wanwan was not that kind of person, but she couldn't think of any other reason to convince herself.

"Even if you believe it, he should be half-believing and half-doubting."

Lin Wanwan sighed: "That's enough."

"Sister Jiangjiang..."

"Wanwan."

At this moment, Lu Yi's voice came from the door.

Lin Wanwan quickly looked up and said, "How is Fu Pei?"

Lu Yi took off his mask and looked a little serious: "There is too much blood loss and the wound is infected with a high fever. If the fever can be subsided within 24 hours, it will be considered that he has passed the dangerous period."

Hearing this, Lin Wanwan took a deep breath and her body trembled: "Where is that head injury?"

"I have a serious head injury, and I have to wait for subsequent observation to know about complications. I will pay close attention to this point. Now I am afraid..."

When the words came to his mouth, Lu Yi stopped.

He remembered that after entering the operating room, when Fu Pei was so distracted that he couldn't open his eyes, he still held his hand and begged him: "Lu Yi, don't tell her my condition, I beg you."

Even, until he nodded in agreement, Fu Pei let go of his hand.

The last time he was injured and had a test, he suggested taking surgery to remove the tumor, but Fu Pei didn't want to.

He said that he was afraid that when he had a tumor, he would forget Lin Wanwan, and he should not forget it, especially the two things of loving her and owing her.

In the past, Lu Yi always felt that in the love between Fu Pei and Lin Wanwan, Lin Wanwan was the humble one. It was not until this time that he realized that both of them were humble ones in this love.

Fu Pei's love for her was no less than Lin Wanwan's love for him.

"Lu Yi?"

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Lin Wanwan grabbed his heart and shook his arm: "What are you afraid of? Are there any other problems?"

Lu Yi recovered from his senses, calmed his expression, and changed his mouth: "I am afraid of amnesia caused by concussions now."

"Amnesia?"

Thinking of Lu Kexin's memory loss before, Lin Wanwan's heart beat and stopped suddenly: "Even if the amnesia is still temporary, right?"

Lu Yi shook his head: "This is hard to say, it may be long-term, and it is unpredictable to lose that memory."

This time the injury aggravated the compression of Fu Pei's brain tumors. Even if there were no complications this time, if the surgery was not done as soon as possible, he might not have lived long.

In comparison, amnesia seems to have become a trivial matter.
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