Chapter 639: He Jia Dog Haifanwai 2

He Jia and Mo Zishu talked about a lot of topics in bed, jumping from the sea of dogs to the future after graduation, and then sleepiness hit, and the two fell asleep.

But He Jia didn't sleep for ten minutes before the phone rang urgently, He Jia touched the phone and just wanted to cut it off, squinted his eyes and saw that the caller ID was the word 'mother', and the whole person woke up at once, and his heart was groaning.

Usually her mother wouldn't call so late, could it be that Xiaochen had an accident?

He Jia didn't answer the phone for a long time, and Mo Zishu also woke up, looking at the caller ID and having a bad premonition.

In the end, Mo Zishu helped He Jia slide the answer button.

"Hey, Jiajia, Jiajia, are you resting now, Xiao Chen is dying, he is rescuing now, can you do it now, can you rush over Xiao Chen wants to see you for the last time." The woman's anxious voice burst out in He Jia's ears.

The woman began to cry as she spoke, helpless and sad.

He Jia heard everything her mother said word for word, and her whole body stiffened on the bed, unable to move at all.

"Auntie, Jiajia is with me now, Jiajia is already booking a plane ticket now." He Jia was silent for a long time, and Mo Zishu had no choice but to speak instead of He Jia.

"Oh, Zishu, thank you, I'm sorry for you, if it weren't for Xiaochen's side, I wouldn't have told Jiajia, thank you so much." The woman was already flustered because of He Jia's silence, but Mo Zishu's opening calmed her down a lot.

In the past few years, He Jia's relationship with his parents has eased a lot, and Mo Zishu is also known by He Jia's parents.

After hanging up the phone, He Jia's eyes gradually became clearer.

"Sister Mo, my brother and my brother are no longer good, right?" He Jia was afraid that she had heard it wrong, and confirmed it again, her hands were trembling, and then her whole body was shaking like chaff.

Mo Zishu hugged He Jia, leaned into her ear and said, "It's okay Jiajia, I'll go over with you." ”

After finishing speaking, Mo Zishu called Fu Qingyuan and asked him to arrange a private jet and go to He Chen's hospital in country M immediately.

He Jia nodded blankly, then got out of bed and got dressed, her movements were stiff, and tears were falling uncontrollably.

"Shushu." Fu Qingyuan walked in front of Mo Zishu in black pajamas, not knowing what was going on.

Looking at He Jia in tears again, she thought of what happened.

"Jiajia is fine, don't be afraid, I'll go with you." Mo Zishu was very worried about He Jia's current state.

"No, no need Sister Mo, I'll just go by myself, you have a good rest first and don't catch a cold, I'll tell you over there." Although He Jia was crying, she didn't pause and sobbed at what she said, as if she didn't realize that she was crying.

When Mo Zishu wanted to say something, he was stopped by Fu Qingyuan.

"Fu Yi is accompanying you on the helicopter, and we are waiting for news from you and your brother." Fu Qingyuan said in a deep voice, he had already arranged everything, and at this time, it was obvious that He Jia did not look like letting people close to her see her embarrassed.

"Thank you, Master Fu, for bothering you." He Jia bowed to Fu Qingyuan, and went to the helicopter landing site under the leadership of the housekeeper.

Mo Zishu looked at He Jia's back leaving worriedly, He Jia was in a very bad state, she couldn't imagine what He Jia would be like when she saw her brother.

"This time, He Chen is afraid that he will be more auspicious." Mo Zishu leaned on Fu Qingyuan's chest, frowning without the slightest sleepiness.

"Let's wait for news from He Jia." Fu Qingyuan couldn't sleep at this time, his Shushu was so worried about how could he let Shushu guard alone.

"Well, I'll give Xiaohai a call first." Mo Zishu had a lot of thoughts in her mind, and suddenly remembered what He Jia said to her at school at night, according to He Jia's character, He Jia would not tell You Chen about Inuhai.

Fu Qingyuan nodded, took Mo Zishu's shoulders and returned to the room.

"Toot toot... Sorry, your call is temporarily unconnected. Mo Zishu called Inuhai, but no one answered.

Mo Zishu took a deep breath and called Inuhai again, but the result was still no one.

"It's okay, maybe Xiaohai is still busy now." Fu Qingyuan hugged Mo Zishu's shoulder and said comfortingly.

Mo Zishu felt a little headache, and now she couldn't even contact Inuhai, let alone He Jia, who usually lived.

After He Jia got on the helicopter, he sat by the window in a daze, his face wet and full of tears.

Fu Yi kept Miss Mo's words by He Jia's side and never left him, especially when he arrived at the hospital for a while, he had to watch He Jia even more, and he couldn't let He Jia miss a little.

"Miss He, do you want to eat something, it may take a lot of energy for a while." Fu Yi said to He Jia hesitantly.

"Okay." He Jiamu replied.

"I'm sorry, the phone you dialed has not been answered for the time being, please dial again later, I'm sorry..."He Jia cut off the phone in his hand and called again without giving up.

"I'm sorry, but your call is currently unanswered, please call later."

"I'm sorry, but your call is currently unanswered, please call later."

……

I don't know how many times I called Inuhai, but it was still this cold female voice, He Jia finally ended the call in despair.

After Fu Yi brought the food, he found that He Jia's mood seemed to be even lower than just now, but he didn't say anything.

He Jia ate sluggishly, and all the food in her mouth was like chewing wax.

When he arrived at the hospital where He Chen was, He Jia came to the operating room where He Chen was rescued.

He Jia stood far away on the edge of the corridor, watching his collapsed parents linger anxiously in front of the operating room.

"Mom, Dad." He Jia finally walked over and shouted softly.

When He Mu saw He Jia coming, as if she saw hope, she hugged He Jia and began to cry bitterly: "Jiajia, what should we do, Xiaochen is no good, the doctor said he can't do it." ”

He Mu's words were like sharp thorns that pierced He Jia's heart, and she couldn't breathe in pain, and she wanted to curl up in pain.

He Jia hugged He Mu's body, which made He Mu cry even more.

Father He also secretly wiped his tears on the side, his eyes were red and his face was haggard, and he didn't know how many nights he hadn't slept.

Fu Yi stood next to him and reported the situation to Mo Zishu.

Just as the three of them were breaking down, the doctor came out of the operating room, bringing them even more desperate news.

"Sorry, there is no way to save the patient." The doctor's short sentence was like five thunderbolts smashing into the hearts of the three people.

He Mu rolled her eyes, and her body fainted with convulsions.

He Jia is also unstable and dizzy, her ears are buzzing, she can't faint, and if she faints, no one will deal with the things at hand.

He Jia held the body of her mother, who had fainted, and said to the doctor: "Is it really hopeless at all?" ”

"I'm sorry." The doctor shook his head regretfully.

After confirming the news, He Jia's only feeling was that she felt deaf, she couldn't hear anything, her eyes were dull and she looked at the operating room, as if she had passed through the closed door and saw her brother's cold body lying on the operating table.

"Miss He, I'll help your mother go down to rest first." Fu Yi walked to He Jia's side and took over He Jia's mother's body.

And He Jia was indifferent, she didn't hear what Fu Yi said to her, she only knew that her ears were buzzing.

After a while, the doctors and nurses pushed He Chen's body out of the operating room.

He Chen was so peaceful and lying on it with a light smile on the corner of his mouth, his body was covered with a white cloth, his hair was still so black, and his face was still so handsome, but it was a little pale, even if he was sick, he didn't lose his luster.

He Jia stood in front of He Chen and reached out to touch He Chen's face, cold, cold, and without temperature.

Father He threw himself in front of He Chen, crying uncontrollably, how high-spirited he usually was, even when he learned that his son was critically ill, the man who remained calm finally broke out and collapsed at this time.

"Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen, wake up, your sister is here, Xiao Chen." Father He lay on the side of the hospital bed and hugged He Chen's body in pain.

The doctors and nurses did not stop because they understood what it was like to lose a loved one.

"Dad, let the doctors take Xiao Chen down and settle down first." He Jia tugged on his father's body, and said in a flat tone.

Father He gradually sobered up when he heard He Jia's words, and gradually let go of He Chen's body.

"May I ask if you are Xiaochen's sister?" The nurse took He Chen's body away, and the doctor came to He Jia and asked.

"Yes, I am." He Jia hurriedly replied.

"Here is a letter from Xiao Chen to you, let me pass it on to you, and at the same time he asked me to say sorry to you and hide my illness from you." The doctor is He Chen's chief surgeon and also the attending doctor, He Chen has lived here for many years, so this is also the longest patient he has been treated, and gradually he is also familiar with He Chen, so he will call He Chen Xiaochen in private.

"Okay, okay, thank you, doctor." He Jia nodded, but finally didn't hold back the tears that fell out.

"Miss He, what Xiaochen has been most concerned about for so many years is you, and the person he wants to see the most is also you, he receives painful treatment every day in order to be able to be discharged from the hospital and see you as soon as possible, he finally told me that I hope you can forgive your parents, don't blame them, blame him." The doctor couldn't bear to say to He Jia, and it was a pity in his heart that He Chen was not rescued.

"Silly boy, how could I blame him." He Jia said with a wry smile, tears were mottled on his face, and the whole person turned a lot paler in an instant.