Looking at her in distress, Mu Ziluo breathed softly and rested his head on her shoulder. His heavy eyes became increasingly blurry, but he still struggled not to close his eyes.
Until there was a sharp pain in my head, my eyes went dark, and I finally fainted.
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White walls, silent corridor, Wu Bingxuan sat quietly outside the operating room, looking at the light marked "Under Surgery", motionless.
"Don't worry, he's not that short-lived." A thick palm touched hers, Chu Mingyou squeezed it hard and smiled reassuringly.
After returning to his senses and looking at him beside him, Wu Bingxuan smiled weakly. That smile was simply uglier than crying.
"Who's going to tell me what's going on?"
Before anyone arrived, the voice arrived first. Wu Bingxuan raised his eyes and looked at the beautiful woman who was rushing toward her.
"Pah!" The person who came here slapped her face hard without any explanation, and then looked at her coldly, "What do you have to say?!"
Biting his lower lip, Wu Bingxuan gently shook his head.
Mu Yalin glared at her with a dark face, and after a long time she said coldly, "I don't like you. Not from the beginning."
"I know!" Wu Bingxuan said silently.
After opening her mouth, Mu Yalin didn't speak in the end. She just sat quietly on the bench in the corridor and watched the flickering lights.
A big hand suddenly grasped her shoulder, and Chu Mingyou patted her shoulder gently, soothing her anxious mood.
Looking up, Wu Bingxuan stiffly raised the corners of her lips, signaling to him that she was fine.
It's normal for Mu Yalin to hate her. It's not that she doesn't know it. But this time Mu Yalin slapped herself, she wasn't angry at all. Instead, she felt relieved.
She can understand Mu Yalin's mood.
Finally, the lights in the operating room were turned off, the door was opened, and a doctor in blue doctor's uniform came to them, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said calmly: "The patient is out of danger because his head has suffered continuous injuries.
After the impact, a test needs to be done after the patient wakes up. It is not yet clear what the sequelae will be, but his life is not seriously affected."
"Thank you!" After hearing the doctor's assurance, Mu Yalin took a deep breath, and her heart was finally in turmoil.
Wu Bingxuan was shaking, holding on to the wall behind him, and smiled knowingly. She knew that he would be fine.
Holding her weak body, Chu Mingyou said calmly: "Are you relieved?"
With a charming smile on his lips, Wu Bingxuan nodded vigorously.
One day later, outside the ward, Chu Mingyou stared at her sad little face and said, "You won't go in."
Biting his lower lip, Wu Bingxuan shook his head and said sadly: "I'll go in later."
"The doctor said he should wake up soon. Don't you want him to see you first?"
Wu Bingxuan smiled and stood silently outside the ward, listening to what was going on inside. It wasn't that she didn't want to, but Mu Ziluo's mother was inside, so she chose to give in.
"What did you say?" Suddenly, a scream came from the ward, and then he roared: "What do you mean? Who am I? You actually asked me who I am?"
"Don't make any noise!" The extremely weak voice was filled with extreme annoyance, and the noise gave him a headache.
As if sensing his discomfort, Mu Yalin opened the door and calmly said to the bodyguard outside: "Go and call the doctor. Right away."