"Let's wait until your surgery is over."

Ye Ran looked at the man in front of him and spoke in a low voice.

The latter pursed the corners of his lips and finally said no more.

In another half an hour, Feng Lingchen will enter the operating room.

"If, I mean if..."

I don't know how long it took, but after the silence in the ward, a slightly hoarse voice sounded, with a bit of heaviness.

"My surgery failed, you must take the children well... If you meet the right person in the future..."

When Feng Lingchen said this, the hand placed in the quilt had been tightly clenched into a fist. But he still insisted on saying the wrong words.

"I met the right person..."

"Enough, I don't want to hear that now."

But before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted forcefully.

Ye Ranran, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, had already sunk his face.

She didn't like to hear such words as if they were last words, it scared her...

"Dye, I'm serious. After all, it's already time like this. ”

Feng Lingchen suddenly chuckled, as if he was a little relieved.

He knew very well what he would face if his surgery failed.

So he wanted to put everything in order...

"You know it's time for that, too? I've already said that even if you insist on divorcing me, wait until you're well. The same goes for other things! ”

Ye Ran stood up suddenly, shouted a little out of control, and then turned around and left without saying anything.

When Feng Lingchen was the only one left in the ward, he pulled down the corners of his mouth, his eyes full of helplessness and pain.

Who wants to leave their beloved? But a lot of things won't go as people want.

After the operation time came, Feng Lingchen was pushed into the operating room by a group of doctors.

Ye Ran stared tightly, but he could only watch the figure disappear from his sight.

"Doctor!"

At the moment when the door to the operating room was about to close, she suddenly shouted. When facing the puzzled eyes of the chief surgeon, Ye Ranran's voice suddenly softened.

"Please, please save him. Save my husband, save my child's father. ”

She said it softly, as if she were muttering to herself.

When the doctor not far away heard this, he curled the corners of his lips and smiled slightly, and didn't say anything, just nodded cautiously.

And when the door of the operating room was completely closed, Ye Ran sat a little uncontrollably on the chair beside him.

Her hands were already sweating, even though the operation had just begun...

The long corridor was extremely empty, and there was only one person in the leaf. The dim light above his head shone brightly, and he felt a little more desolate.

She didn't know how long it was, but she sat like a log and waited.

Maybe it's an hour, maybe it's a day, maybe it's a year...

When he heard a "ding" sound, Ye Ran Ran echoed violently, and then the whole person bounced up from his position.

The door to the operating room opposite also opened from the inside.

The first to come out was the surgeon.

She quickly stepped forward, and then kept looking into the operating room, and kept asking.

"Doctor... How's the situation going? Was the surgery still successful? There shouldn't be anything unexpected, right? ”

When Ye Ranran said the last sentence, his voice trembled uncontrollably.

She knew that the operation was very risky, but she really didn't dare to imagine another answer besides success...

But sometimes that's how it is, the sky is not as good as people want. The more you don't want it to happen, the more it happens.

"I'm sorry Miss Avina, we've done our best. The tumor has also been perfectly removed, but because the tumor is too large, there may be some sequelae left more or less, I hope you can be mentally prepared. ”

The foreign doctor in front of him spoke extremely seriously and explained all possible situations in detail.

"Sequelae?"

Ye Ranran's heart chuckled when he heard this, and the hand hanging by his side instantly clenched into a fist.

"Yes, but the specific sequelae depends on how Mr. Feng wakes up."

After all, there are too many factors that cannot be controlled.

By the time their conversation was over, a moving table was rolled out of the operating room.

Ye Ran bit his lower lip tightly, forcibly suppressed all kinds of emotions in his heart, and then followed quickly.

Feng Lingchen was sent to the ICU, lying in the ward full of the smell of disinfectant with a pale face, at this moment, this forever strong man also revealed his vulnerability.

She stood outside the ward, looking inside through the transparent glass window, tears flowing uncontrollably.

Even before this surgery, I was mentally prepared... But when the "bad luck" really comes, not everyone can accept it calmly.

After waiting like this for two days, Feng Lingchen, who had been in a coma, woke up, and then transferred to an ordinary single ward.

"How are you feeling now? Is there anything uncomfortable? ”

Ye Ran sat on the edge of the bed, staring at him nervously, not letting go of the slightest expression on Feng Lingchen's face.

But soon, she realizes that something is wrong.

"Feng Lingchen?"

He shouted softly again.

"Who are you?"

Then, the man, who had been silent for a long time, frowned and spit out these three words with a wary face.

Who am I?

Ye Ran felt a dull pain in his heart, and the blood on his face faded in an instant.

Her head went blank for a moment, but she regained her sanity in the increasingly ugly face of the man in front of her.

"You... Can't remember who I am? ”

Ye Ran almost mustered up all his courage, and then asked cautiously.

But Feng Lingchen didn't answer again, and those deep eyes stared at her calmly. There is no mood swing at all.

And such a reaction can already prove a lot of things.

Ye Ranran suddenly felt a little out of breath, stumbled to his feet, and ran out of the ward without saying a word.

Within a few minutes, a large group of people, including doctors and nurses, had already walked in. Then there's the tedious checks.

It wasn't until all this was over that the attending doctor came outside the ward to tell Ye Ran about the situation.

"The initial diagnosis was amnesia."

"Is there any chance of recovery?"

The latter asked eagerly.

But the person in front of him was silent for a while before he hesitated.

"Miss Avina, I have no way of guaranteeing that. And all this also depends on the patient's own physical condition, maybe one day he suddenly remembers, or maybe he will never remember it in his life. These are all things that can happen. ”

The doctor was very sincere, and there was no way to question it.

Ye Ran didn't know how to describe his mood at this time, and after a long silence, he closed his eyes as if he was resigned to his fate.

I don't know how long it took for all the doctors and nurses to leave, and she re-entered the room.

Feng Lingchen sat on the head of the bed, although he had just finished the operation, he looked in good spirits.

"You should know your condition, so you have to cooperate with the doctor well, and you will be cured."

Ye Ran walked to the side of the sofa and sat down, and spoke in a low voice, with some unknown emotions in his words.

"Who the hell are you?"

But the other party didn't follow her words at all, and the exit was questioning.

The atmosphere in the ward instantly fell into a strange situation.

The expression on Ye Ranran's face paused, and he was silent for a while before he spoke.

"Who am I... Is it that important? ”

She never looked at Feng Lingchen.

"Of course it's important, after all, you're the first person I've seen since I lost my memory. But I don't remember you at all. ”

The latter raised his eyebrows and said it very calmly.

Feng Lingchen only remembered that he was drunk "yesterday" and fell asleep when he got home. When I woke up again, I was in the hospital and told that the operation was successful, but I had the sequelae of memory loss.

This kind of thing, no matter who it happens to, will be a little difficult to accept, right?

But here, he doesn't know anyone, and it's hard to find someone to ask.

There was no way, but to fix my eyes on the strange woman in front of me.

It felt familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere before. But I can't remember who it is.

Feng Lingchen also had no idea what his extraordinarily straightforward words meant to Ye Ranran.

Is there no her in your memory?

Ye Ranran repeated such a sentence in his mind, and then couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"It's right without me, because... The two of us were originally strangers. I'm just going to get you to the hospital, and other than that, it doesn't matter anything. ”

She said word by word, as if everything she said was true.

But Feng Lingchen frowned when he heard this.

The woman was lying.

If it really doesn't have anything to do with it, then when he wakes up, what is the worry and care in the other party's eyes?

That's not something that "no relational" people can have.

It's just that... Why is this guy lying?

"Since you seem to be doing well now, I'm leaving. You can contact the friends you remember. ”

Ye Ran waited for a while and didn't wait for Feng Lingchen's answer, then he stood up directly from the sofa and turned around and left the ward.

There was no hesitation and no turning back.

It wasn't until the door of the ward was closed again that the latter slowly withdrew his gaze.

Feng Lingchen lowered his head and thought for a while before picking up the mobile phone on the bedside table, and then quickly dialed a number.

It is true that he has lost his memory, but not all.

It didn't take long for a young and handsome man to appear in the hospital room.

"Oh my God, what's going on with you now? What serious illness did you have? ”

Xiao Zheng's face was full of disbelief, and his tone was extremely exaggerated.