"Yeah, but it can't be too long. She's seriously injured and she hasn't woken up yet. I'm afraid I might scare you if she goes in."
"It's okay, I just need to take a look."
After getting Can Liang's consent, Yan Yufeng helped Xia Xiaoxi walk into the operating room with fear. The air here was ten times colder than outside. It was dead silent, as if she had entered an ice cellar. The cold wind was biting, and she kept
I yawned twice.
Yang Qi was lying on the hospital bed. The fruit knife inserted in her abdomen had been taken out, but there was an extra hole where she was stabbed. The blood had penetrated the white gauze, making people look at it.
I feel very distressed.
Yang Qi lay there motionless, her hands and body were covered with needles, and infusions were being given everywhere. Her face was pale, like a body that had died tragically for many years. It was placed there stiffly and her lips were gone.
Ruddy, as blue and white as ice and snow
Yan Yufeng hugged Xia Xiaoxi, with a hint of sadness and grief on his face, but he closed his lips tightly and didn't say a word.
Xia Xiaoxi stayed in Yan Yufeng's arms in shock, covering her heart, looking at the dying Xiaoqi, whose life or death was uncertain. The cold air made her shiver, and her body was shaking slightly.
Still, she didn't dare to look directly at Yang Qi, fearing that seeing that horrific scene would hurt her even more.
But she was lying here alone, and she was afraid that she would be too lonely. She wanted to stay but felt afraid. She didn't know whether to be happy or sad. She used to sow discord and even tried to hurt her again and again.
She was laced with sleeping pills and robbed the man she loved deeply. Now she is taking responsibility for her sinful behavior. Isn't it because she feels happy? Why is she not happy at all, and she still feels very sad in her heart?
Looking at her who was about to die, she felt so reluctant to give up in her heart. A good woman lost her life just like this because of love and hate.
She covered her mouth, rushed out of the operating room, squatted on the ground weakly, hugged her knees, and cried bitterly...
When she woke up, it was already night. She opened her eyes and looked around. She felt a little incredible. It seemed that there was no such ward in the hospital?
When she looked around, there were lights on in the bathing room, and there was the sound of running water. Her heart fell heavily to the ground. It turned out that she had returned to Yan's house, and the person who was taking a bath in the bathing room was Yan.
Yu Feng.
She hugged the quilt and thought about what happened last night. She only remembered that after she went in and took a look at Xiaoqi, she fainted when she came out. She woke up and was lying here. She didn't know what Xiaoqi had.
I haven't woken up, or whether I have come back. I feel very depressed, heavy, irritated, and sad.
In her mind, those pictures from the past always appeared, side by side with Xiaoqi, going to and from school together, eating together, going home together. It was all so real, and the laughter at that time was like a beautiful scene.
Like an oil painting, it was deeply engraved in her mind and could not be removed no matter what. She suddenly felt that she was powerless and afraid of losing Xiaoqi, who was her best friend.
No matter what she does, even if it hurts her, she still hopes that she can wake up soon