Chapter Seventy-Seven: Hospitalization
Jiang Miao was a little uneasy all afternoon, she thought about going back from work in the evening, cooking a table of Guan Zhong's favorite dishes, and then coaxing him, the two were reconciled as before, and she would never be as messy as this morning.
When she got home in the evening, Jiang Miao made six dishes and one soup, looking at the time, she couldn't help but continue to call Guan Zhong, but no one answered.
Jiang Miao looked at the mobile phone that couldn't get through, and suddenly felt a little hairy in her heart, an indescribable feeling, which made her back feel cold for a while.
She hurriedly rummaged through the phone book and hesitantly pressed Assistant Wang's mobile phone number.
When the phone was connected, she listened to Assistant Wang's voice coming from the phone, and the background sound was a little noisy.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Assistant Wang, hello, I'm Jiang Miao."
"Oh, Jiang Miao."
"I, I want to ask you, Guan, is the Minister with you?" Although she knew that Assistant Wang knew everything about her and Guan Zhong, she still had some scruples.
"Oops! You see I'm busy, I wanted to call you to tell you, but I forgot about it. Jiang Miao, listen to me, don't worry, the minister and I are in the central hospital now. ”
"Hospital?" Jiang Miao was stunned for a moment: "Is anyone sick?" ”
"No, it's the minister who is hospitalized."
"Hospitalized?" Jiang Miao's voice suddenly raised: "What's wrong with him?" ”
"He was stabbed...... Feed...... Feed...... Jiang Miao? ”
The mobile phone Jiang Miao held in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter, her brain buzzed, and it went blank in an instant.
Guan Zhong was hospitalized, and he was stabbed.
Jiang Miao stood blankly in place, listening to her rapid heartbeat, almost staggering to pick up her mobile phone and run out of the door, only when she arrived at the door, did she remember to take the key and take the wallet.
Jiang Miao took a taxi and rushed straight to the central hospital, entered the gate of the hospital, and at first glance smelled the strong smell of disinfectant water, she only felt that her eyes were black for a while.
"Jiang Miao!"
Assistant Wang rushed over to her and looked at her with some concern: "Are you okay?" ”
Jiang Miao hurriedly grabbed his arm: "Assistant Wang, what about him?" Where is he? ”
Assistant Wang took her to the senior ward on the seventh floor by elevator.
Jiang Miao looked at Guan Zhong who was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, her face pale, only to feel that the strength of her whole body was instantly withdrawn, she walked to the edge of the bed step by step, looked down at Guan Zhong, her nose was sore, and her vision began to blur a little: "He, how is it?" ”
Assistant Wang patted her shoulder comfortingly: "I didn't hurt my internal organs, and I had eight stitches." ”
"Do you know who did it?" Jiang Miao asked through gritted teeth.
Assistant Wang shook his head: "The police have been called, and now it is an investigation." ”
Jiang Miao turned her head to look at Assistant Wang: "What the hell is going on?" ”
Assistant Wang sighed and said: "The minister took me to see the venue in the morning, I was busy all day, and we went back to the company in the evening to deal with the matter, and when we left, I didn't know where a gang of hooligans ran out, and I went to the minister, I was far away, and when I rushed over to call someone for help, the minister was already injured." ”
Jiang Miao didn't say anything for a long time, she looked at Guan Zhong lying haggard and quietly on the snow-white hospital bed, and suddenly felt that the left atrium was pressing on the right atrium, she couldn't breathe, and she was throbbing in pain.
She turned her head to look at Assistant Wang: "It's so late, you go back and rest first, I'll stay and take care of him." ”
Assistant Wang looked at her and nodded: "That's okay, you don't have to go to work tomorrow, I'll help you ask for leave." ”
Jiang Miao nodded: "Thank you." ”
When Assistant Wang went out, he specially helped her close the door.
Jiang Miao sat on the round stool next to the bed, put her hand into the quilt, and held Guan Zhong's warm palm.
She looked at him without blinking, her eyes red.
When Guan Zhong woke up, the numbing strength had passed, he took a painful breath, slowly opened his eyes, and saw Jiang Miao lying beside him, frowning, with tears on his face, already asleep.
Guan Zhong looked at Jiang Miao's sleeping face in a daze, and suddenly a warm current poured into his heart, which had just woken up and was still a little dazed.
He wanted to reach out and touch her face, but found that Jiang Miao was still holding his hand tightly even when he was asleep.
Guan Zhong lifted the corner of the quilt and looked at the hands of the two of them, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, and his deep eyes gradually overflowed with shining warmth.
Jiang Miao was awakened by Guan Zhong's action of lifting the quilt, she opened her eyes, her eyes were looking at Guan Zhong's smiling gaze, she was stunned, and her chaotic brain slowly woke up.
She sat up straight in surprise and screamed.
Guan Zhong was taken aback: "What's wrong with you?" ”
Jiang Miao inhaled and shook her hand gently: "My arm is numb, oops, legs, legs can't move." ”
When she finally regained consciousness, she hurriedly pulled Guan Zhong and asked, "How are you?" Does the wound hurt? Would you like to drink water? Hungry or not? Do you want to ......?"
Guan Zhong interrupted her chaotic questioning with a loud voice: "Jiang Miao...... Don't be afraid, I'm fine. ”
Jiang Miao's body stiffened suddenly, she sat back on the round stool dejectedly, reached out to hold Guan Zhong's hand, slowly lowered her head, leaned over, and put her face against his palm.
Guan Zhong said again: "Don't be afraid, I'm really fine." ”
Jiang Miao raised her head, tears fell down, she choked and stared at Guan Zhong: "You scared me to death, do you know, I saw you lying here like that yesterday, I even felt like you were going to die." ”
Guan Zhong's dark eyes stared at her without blinking: "Jiang Miao, are you afraid that I will die?" ”
Jiang Miao reached out to cover his mouth without thinking about it: "What nonsense are you talking about!" ”
Guan Zhong pursed his lips, kissed her palm gently, removed his face, and asked in a serious tone, "Jiang Miao, are you afraid of losing me?" ”
Jiang Miao looked at Guan Zhong, looking at his face that was still a little pale due to blood loss, and looking at the white bandage wrapped around his chest exposed in the corner of the quilt he lifted, his heart throbbed and hurt.
She sighed silently, pulled the corners of her mouth with a wry smile, and said helplessly: "What should I do...... Guan Zhong, I think I might really be in love with you. ”
Guan Zhong's eyes suddenly flashed with a bright light, he raised the corners of his mouth, looked at Jiang Miao, and his tone was gentle as if he could pinch out water: "If you fall in love, you will fall in love." ”
Jiang Miao moved her lips, but what she wanted to say was stuck in her throat, she couldn't say anything, she wanted to ask Guan Zhong, what about you, do you love me too? Do you love me as much as I love you?
The potion in Guan Zhong's drip bottle was almost gone, so Jiang Miao ran to the nurse to help change the potion with a new one.
When the nurse left, Jiang Miao reached out and lifted the quilt and carefully looked at the bandages wrapped around Guan Zhong's body: "Does it hurt?"
Guan Zhong shook his head: "It doesn't hurt." ”
Jiang Miao was stunned for a moment: "The strength of the anesthetic should have passed, right?" ”
"Hmm." Guan Zhong nodded.
Jiang Miao looked at the potion bottle, looking at the dropping potion, she wanted to go to the toilet a little, she stood up and tidied up the hem of her clothes.
Guan Zhong looked at her: "Where are you going?" ”
Jiang Miao replied casually: "Go out for a while." With that, he walked out.