Feng Yanjun's face was full of shock, and he wanted to struggle. The inquiry and uncertainty in his eyes made him almost forget the pain, but the muscles on his face were twitching slightly ferociously due to the pain.
Fu Minxia was startled by his sudden irritability, and soon realized that she had said the wrong thing, but it was too late to say anything at this time.
Just when she was about to change her story, Feng Yanjun had already figured out the result from her expression.
Feng Yanjun's eyes were red, and he moved slowly to look at Feng Yanhong.
"Yanjun is not you..."
"Xiao Fu, please go out for a moment. I have something to say to Yan Jun."
Feng Yanhong had no expression on her face. She didn't want to blame Fu Minxia.
The matter is here, and she also knows that she can hide it for a while, but she can't hide it forever. There is no need to be angry because someone exposes it, let alone an outsider.
Fu Minxia's eyes were red and she looked timid and guilty as she walked out of the ward, looking back three times.
Yanjun did not live in a single room. At this time, the ward in the quadruple room was extremely quiet. Seeing this situation, almost everyone left except those who could not move.
Feng Yanhong looked around, sat back on the stool facing Feng Yanjun, took a deep breath, and spoke slowly.
"What happened last night, there were post-operative infections and complications, and we couldn't save him."
Feng Yanjun's guess was confirmed. The emotion on his face gradually changed, his eyebrows and lips gradually twitched, the water in his eyes became more and more abundant, the veins on his forehead popped out, and a suppressed sob came from his throat.
"Woooo..."
"Why, why..."
Why is this happening!
The whisper in Feng Yanjun's mouth made Feng Yanhong's heart hurt, but what words could she use to comfort him at this time?
How could he listen to the words of comfort now?
Feng Yanjun's emotions were already on the verge of exploding, and her choking was gradually developing into a roar.
Feng Yanhong just calmly watched his emotional outburst, crying, roaring...
Within a few minutes, the nurse rushed over. After asking about the situation, she just asked the family to comfort her and left the ward silently.
After about ten minutes, Feng Yanjun's mood gradually stabilized, and the ward gradually returned to quiet.
"Yanjun, there is nothing we can do about this..."
"If I hadn't taken him with me that day and asked him to wait for Brother Hao, wouldn't he have suffered this unreasonable disaster..."
"He is here to save me, for me..."
"No." Feng Yanhong shook her head, trying to stop his arrogant thoughts.
"Yanjun, there are many things in this world that are unavoidable."
"Even if you could go back to that day and see him drunk on the road alone, would you probably ignore him?"
"Isn't that right? You think he is saving you, but in fact he is saving himself?"
"If he had continued to sit in the passenger seat that day, there might have been no one on the spot."
Feng Yanhong still has lingering fears when she thinks of the appearance of that car. If Wang Sheng hadn't jumped to Yan Jun's side that day and would have been buried under the sand with the co-pilot, then he must have been injured.
"No one can predict postoperative infections and complications. There is no need to put the blame on yourself."
"But...Brother Sheng saved me after all." Feng Yanjun was a little confused.
"I know, you can't repay the favor just by blaming yourself, don't you think so?"
Feng Yanjun's pupils trembled, and he frowned with mixed emotions.
"Sister, I want to stay by myself for a while. You, please let Fu Minxia go back first."
His mind was too confused now and he couldn't digest the meaning of these words. He wanted to calm down for a while.
"Okay, I'm at the door, call me anytime." Feng Yanhong stood up and walked out of the door without hesitation, leaving space for him.
She should believe in Yanjun and believe that he can survive.
"Sister, I, I didn't mean it." Fu Minxia looked at Feng Yanhong with tears in her eyes, holding her clothes.
"I know, it's okay. He has to know sooner or later."
"Yanjun... now has to digest it for a while. You should go back first and come back in a few days." She really didn't have the intention to receive Fu Minxia properly.
She knew that this girl was so straightforward and uncaring, so she wouldn't say this on purpose.
But through this incident, she figured out that Yanjun had been saying that they were just friends for so many years.
She and Yanjun are indeed not suitable for each other.
Fu Minxia opened her mouth, hesitated to speak, and finally managed to spit out only one word, "Okay."
After Fu Minxia left, Feng Yanhong stood in the corridor and leaned against the wall, just within sight of Yanjun's hospital bed by the window.
Chen Hao talked a lot intermittently yesterday, and she could roughly guess what happened in Wang Sheng's death.
With the current traffic conditions, it was impossible to achieve complete sterility when transferring to a hospital. After two days of stop-and-go walking, I developed a high fever after arriving at the hospital in Beijing.
While treating the infection, complications arose, leading to organ failure.
Before Dr. Huo left, he told the Wang family not to transfer the patient unless it was absolutely necessary.
Even when he invited them to Haishi for treatment, he said he would wait until the situation was completely stable.
How the Wang family understood this, and why they didn't listen, she didn't know.
But one thing she is sure of is that if Wang Sheng is not transferred to the hospital, there is a high probability that he will survive.
For a moment, she thought, if she had blocked the transfer, would this result have been different?
Soon her mind became clear and she understood that according to the incompatible situation between her and the Wang sisters, even if she blocked it, she would not succeed.
This matter is not one person's responsibility, nor is it something that can be changed by just a few words.
She doesn't want Yanjun to fall into endless guilt...
"Sister, did Brother Hao say anything else? When will Brother Sheng be buried..."
"I can't seem to catch up..."
"I can't even send him on his last journey now. I'm so useless!"
Feng Yanhong gently wiped away the tears on his face with her fingers, smoothed the wrinkles between his eyebrows, and comforted her with a gentle and soft tone:
"Yanjun, don't be like this. He definitely doesn't want to see you like this, otherwise he might not hesitate to protect you."
"When you get better and can go to the ground, I will take you to see him, okay?"
Feng Yanjun hesitated for a moment before sobbing and nodded.
After all, this incident still had a great impact on Yanjun. Until he was discharged from the hospital, he had always been in a state of dissatisfaction. He was not interested in anything he said or did, and he never missed his smile again.
Fu Minxia came again on the third day. Yanjun met her and just chatted for a few words. Fu Minxia left with red eyes and didn't let anyone see her off.