Jiang Ruan slept for a long time.

After a long time, she had a long dream.

In his dream, he returned to the place of TBI, and recalled the time when he and Fu Chi lived and died together there.

And what has happened over the years.

It's like a movie is playing out frame by frame frame in front of you.

Looking at it now, it feels extremely unreal.

When she woke up.

It was late at night.

The cold moon hangs from the branches, and the unknown birds outside the window rise and fall.

She moved.

A man's voice came from his ear: "My face is not good-looking, I'll touch it." ”

Jiang Ruan came back to his senses.

Fu Chi had already gotten up, and then reached out and touched her forehead.

Then the man breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, there is no fever." ”

At the end, the corners of his beautiful lips lifted, and his eyes looked at her gently: "What do you want to eat, I'll prepare it for you?" ”

Jiang Ruan was stunned, and subconsciously replied: "Hot noodle soup." ”

"Okay."

The man rubbed her head dotingly.

"Wait for me in a moment, and I'll be right back."

"Hmm."

Fu Chi left quickly.

Jiang Ruan sat alone in the ward in a daze for a long time, and after waking up, she took her mobile phone and opened the address book, looking at Bai Qingyu's mobile phone number, she tried to dial it again.

This time it's a direct shutdown.

After she woke up, in the past few days in the ward, Xu Ru came to see her, Lu Yiyu, Shiting, Bai Song Yan and You Chongzhong had already come.

But these people seem to have a very strange tacit understanding.

No one kept their mouths shut about Bai Qingyu.

Even that Iron Pimple Thousand Domains was the same.

I can't ask.

She had no choice but to give up.

Thinking about it.

The door to the ward was pushed open.

Fu Chi had already returned with a lunch box, and half an hour had passed before he knew it.

"I borrowed some ready-made ingredients from the kitchen of the restaurant across the street from the hospital, and you can taste them if they are to your taste."

He walked over and opened the lunch box, coaxing softly.

Jiang Ruan looked at his slightly haggard face.

Then he hugged the man's waist and rubbed his lower abdomen, "These times have made you worried." ”

Fu Chi was stunned.

Then I came to my senses.

Raised his hand and touched her head: "It's okay if you're okay, you eat first, and I'll tell you something later." ”

Jiang Ruan let go of him and asked a little puzzled, "What's the matter?" ”

Fu Chi handed her chopsticks: "Your illness is cured." ”

Jiang Ruan raised his eyes to look at him: "Has the medicine been developed?" ”

Fu Chi nodded, lowered his eyelids and said, "It's all ready." And fortunately, he found a heart that could be transplanted in country S, and he was a brain-dead patient who was in a car accident and had no hope of treatment, so his family signed an organ donation agreement, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune. ”

Jiang Ruan was silent for a while.

"It's a coincidence."

Fu Chi took out a tissue and wiped the corners of Jiang Ruan's mouth: "There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain." We will also give enough pensions to the family members. So if you want to have surgery as soon as possible, wait until you finish this meal, and arrange it after 24 hours, do you think it's okay? ”

"In such a hurry?" Jiang Ruan asked.

"Your situation is not very good now, the early surgery will be better, and the brain dead patients should not stay too long after the operation, this time period is the best time."

Jiang Ruan sank his eyebrows.

There is a feeling of indescribability in my heart.

It seems like everything is quite logical.

They had made so many efforts before, but they didn't find a suitable heart for Lou Xingyue, but now it was such a coincidence.

"Nguyen Nguyen?"

Fu Chi pinched her palm.

Jiang Ruan looked at him and looked into his eyes full of worry and anxiety.

Jiang Ruan's heart twitched.

Eventually, he relented.

"Good. Listen to you. ”