Seeing her embarrassed look, Shen Wan was full of distress, and immediately took off her coat and draped it over Ruan Qianya's shoulders.

"The surgery wasn't over yet, and I didn't quite know what it was."

"Good. I waited. Ruan Qianya said a word, standing stiffly in place.

Shen Wan's hand was on her waist, and she persuaded softly: "I don't know how long I have to wait, you can sit down first." ”

"No, you don't." Ruan Qianya replied lightly.

As soon as the words fell, the door of the operating room opened, and Jing Yihong was pushed out first.

Ruan Qianya walked to him for the first time, and saw that the gauze on his head was wrapped thickly, and her eyes were red with distress.

"Don't worry too much about the family, he just suffered a blow to the head, the wound is not deep, but there may be a concussion, this will have to wait until he wakes up to observe."

Ruan Qianya was a little relieved, endured her distress, and watched the nurse push Jing Yihong into the ward.

She then asked, "What about Nangong He?" How is he? ”

"Young Master Nangong suffered a knife wound, and the knife stabbed into the back, and the piercing was deep, closer to the heart, so there is a certain risk in the operation, and we are still working on it."

In the two operating rooms, one light went out, and the other light was still on, indicating that Nangong He was still hovering between life and death.

On the other side, his subordinates completed the task to recover their lives, and proudly thought that Mu Ningfeng would praise them for their beautiful work, but what they got was Mu Ningfeng's gloomy eyes.

"Who told you to use the knife! A bunch of idiots! Mu Ningfeng scolded angrily, so frightened that his subordinates didn't dare to say a word.

All he needs is to snatch back Nangong He's mobile phone and destroy the evidence that can point to him, if he really kills him right now, it will be endless trouble!

The subordinate trembled and said, "I...... I thought you meant it could ......"

"Get out!"

Before his subordinates finished speaking, they were interrupted by Mu Ningfeng's angry reprimand, and his subordinates hurriedly closed their mouths and disappeared from in front of Mu Ningfeng.

At the right time, Mu Ningfeng's mobile phone vibrated a few times, it was a message from Shen Wan, only a simple sentence.

"Nangong He was attacked, does this matter have anything to do with you?"

Mu Ningfeng didn't reply, and turned off his mobile phone and threw it aside.

Shen Wan was standing in the stairwell at this time, nervously dialing Mu Ningfeng's phone, she just wanted to verify it and make herself feel at ease.

As long as Mu Ningfeng said that this matter had nothing to do with him, then Shen Wan would not hesitate to believe him.

But what she was waiting for was the prompt sound of Mu Ningfeng's mobile phone turning off.

Her heart sank suddenly, and Shen Wan had already vaguely guessed a few points, but she didn't want to believe it.

In the ward, Jing Yihong was still asleep, and he had a long dream, which was full of pictures that he thought he had never experienced.

The sweetness and quarrels between him and Ruan Qianya flashed one by one, as well as the big explosion that often appeared in his dreams in a trance......

"Qianya ......" he muttered, and suddenly woke up from his dream, his head was about to tear like pain, so painful that he subconsciously wanted to reach out and pound, but found that his head was wrapped in thick bandages.

Everything in the dream became clearer and clearer in his consciousness, and Jing Yihong's eyes gradually turned from confusion to shock.

That's his memory!

It's a memory he's always wanted to get back!

But at this moment, he suddenly remembered the vicious battle he experienced with Nangong He!

He didn't care that his head was still tearing and aching, got out of bed, walked out of the ward with vague steps, and asked for the location of the operating room whenever he met.

When Ruan Qianya saw Jing Yihong coming out, she stood up in surprise and hurriedly walked to his side to support him.

"How did you get out? The doctor said you would most likely have a concussion and you wouldn't be able to walk around. ”

"How is Nangong He?" Jing Yihong was helped by Ruan Qianya to sit down, her eyes fixed on the operating room.

Ruan Qianya sighed weakly, but comforted her: "He is still carrying the old man's hope, he will be fine." ”

As soon as the words fell, Ruan Qianya's mobile phone suddenly vibrate, she walked to the side to answer, and when she heard the other party's words, her face instantly turned as pale as ashes.

"Miss Ruan, the chairman of Nangong...... He passed away. ”

This news was like a thunderbolt from the sky, which made Ruan Qianya slow down.

It all came so suddenly, so suddenly that she couldn't believe that these things were actually happening, and preferred to think that she was immersed in a nightmare.

At the same time, the door of the operating room opened, and the doctor walked out wearing a mask and asked in a cold voice, "Are you the family members of the injured?" ”

Jing Yihong stood up and responded urgently: "Yes!" How is he? ”

"His wound is relatively deep, the knife is four or five centimeters away from the heart and pierces the heart, plus he has lost too much blood, and he is still in danger, if he can survive these 48 hours, he will be in danger."

Jing Yihong couldn't help but sweat for Nangong He again, and he was worried.

Father Shen walked up to him and comforted him softly: "Mr. Ling, don't worry, the experts I invited are the most authoritative experts in China, and Si Shao has always been in good health, I believe he will be able to survive." ”

Jing Yihong nodded, feeling a little comforted in his heart, and breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that Ruan Qianya was gone.

Seeing what Jing Yihong was looking for, Shen Wan immediately understood and took the initiative to say: "Qianya is in the stairwell, a call just came, she should be going to answer the phone." ”

Jing Yihong walked to the stairwell, and the first thing he saw was Ruan Qianya's back.

"Nangong He's operation is over, and the doctor said that if he can survive the next 48 hours, then he will be out of danger."

Ruan Qianya didn't respond, which made Jing Yi sense that something was wrong.

"What's wrong?" Jing Yihong walked up to Ruan Qianya, and only then did she see her tears streaming down her face and a painful face.

This made Jing Yihong's heart frightened, and a feeling of uneasiness continued to spread in his heart.

"What the hell is going on?" Jing Yihong's tone was slightly impatient.

Ruan Qianya slowly raised her head and said in a dumb voice: "The old man has passed away." ”

"What did you say?!" Jing Yihong looked at her in shock, her body trembled suddenly, and she said in disbelief: "You're kidding, aren't you?" The old man is still lying in the hospital, right? ”

In a word, Ruan Qianya was deeply stimulated, and her tears were out of control again.

They all have to come to terms with this fact and have to stay clear for the last time in the midst of this chaos.

Jing Yihong silently suppressed the grief in his heart, walked up to Ruan Qianya, directly pulled him into his arms, and hugged her tightly, "Have you forgotten the old man's wish?" We still have a lot to do, and you have to be strong. ”

Ruan Qianya closed her eyes, leaned on Jing Yihong's arms, and allowed herself to be weak again, and tears fell silently.

Jing Yihong asked Ruan Qianya to go back to deal with the old man's funeral first, and he himself would rush back immediately when Nangong He passed the dangerous period.

Seeing that Ruan Qianya still looked like she was not giving up when she left, Jing Yihong called Nangong Lingyu, hoping that he could preside over the overall situation, but what she didn't want was Nangong Lingyu's yin and yang weird words.

"The doctor said that the old man died because of the lack of oxygen because the oxygen was withdrawn, and he is waiting for Ruan Qianya to come back and explain clearly."