Chapter 222: He's Not Dead
"The child is fine, but she was scared, and the doctor gave her an injection and fell asleep."
"It's good to fall asleep." After speaking, Lin Xinxin turned her head to the side and began to be in a daze again.
Hearing that the child was fine, she had nothing to worry about, but her heart was like being stuck with a dagger.
It hurts, it hurts so much that you can't breathe.
Looking at Lin Xinxin's back, Qiao Youlin's mood was unusually tangled.
Out of selfishness, he didn't want to say some things to Lin Xinxin, but he was also very depressed when he looked at her sad and painful appearance.
Qiao Youlin sighed, "Xinxin, you rest first, and I'll come to see you later." ”
He waited for a few seconds, but Lin Xinxin didn't have any reaction.
Qiao Youlin sighed and turned to leave.
"Youlin ......"
"Is there anything else?" Qiao Youlin stopped and turned around and walked to Lin Xinxin's side, asking softly.
I was afraid that if I made a louder voice, I would startle the fragile and weak woman in front of me.
"I ...... I ......" Lin Xinxin opened her mouth and gasped for breath, but she couldn't say what she wanted to ask.
Sadness swells in my heart, desperately looking for an outlet for catharsis.
Lin Xinxin bit her lower lip hard, allowing herself to restrain the urge to cry. "No, it's fine."
"Okay." Qiao Youlin saw everything in his eyes, and he understood what Lin Xinxin was sad about.
He knew the news that would ease her pain, but he didn't want to say it.
Maybe it might be better for Lin Xinxin to think that Jiang Yan is dead.
In that way, he can take Lin Xinxin and Yiyi back to the United States to live a peaceful and happy life, Qiao Youlin gritted his teeth, "Then I'll go first." ”
"Hmm."
Lin Xinxin snorted weakly and fell heavily on the bed.
His eyes were blank and in a daze, Qiao Youlin's heart ached, but he was still ready to leave for the sake of the future.
But after taking two steps, he stopped.
After standing for dozens of seconds, Qiao Youlin took a deep breath, "Xinxin, in fact, ......"
"What?" Lin Xinxin didn't know what he was going to say, and looked at him blankly.
"Actually...... Jiang Yan ......"
"What's wrong with Jiang Yan!"
Hearing Jiang Yan's name, Lin Xinxin felt that his heart stopped beating, but in the few seconds Qiao Youlin spoke, the blood slowly coagulated.
Her eyes widened to the point of gasping for breath, and she felt cold even though she sat under the covers.
This bone-chilling sensation resides every cell.
"Actually, he didn't die,......" Qiao Youlin exhaled a long breath after speaking, and the resentment in his heart seemed to disappear.
"What did you say!" Lin Xinxin couldn't believe what she heard, and her lips trembled excitedly.
The eyes that were like dead ashes just now suddenly revealed a hint of brilliance.
The tears that had been suppressed for a long time involuntarily welled up, swirled in the eye sockets, and flowed down the corners of the eyes. "Youlin, what did you just say? You repeat! ”
"I said, Jiang Yan is not dead."
Saying these words, Qiao Youlin felt a rare relief.
"How so?" Lin Xinxin still couldn't believe it, she obviously saw Jiang Yan falling.
How is it possible for a high-rise building with more than eighty floors......
Even if this is the news she is looking forward to, it still makes people can't believe it.
"When he fell, he was caught by a steel bar on the wall light sign." Qiao Youlin's tone was light, but looking at Lin Xinxin's performance, he became more and more irritable.
"What about the others?" Lin Xinxin was surprised and delighted after hearing this, and lifted the quilt to see Jiang Yan.
Qiao Youlin stopped her, his face embarrassed.
"What's wrong?" Lin Xinxin looked at him puzzled.