Perhaps, what can't escape is your own heart.

Jiang Jiu hung up the phone and lowered his head to look at Jiang Ci.

Jiang Ci stood beside her, looking up at the little face that was similar to Wen Xili, with a cold expression with a little apprehension.

Jiang Jiu leaned down, hugged Jiang Ci's small body in his arms, and slowly closed his eyes.

I don't know why, she felt a little uncomfortable.

Feeling powerless about yourself.

"Mommy ......"

Jiang Ci called her in a small voice, Jiang Jiu raised his head, looked at the child, and said softly, "Let's go back upstairs." ”

*

When Chu Ran saw her holding Jiang Ci back, the expression on his face seemed to be vaguely surprised.

He stood in the doorway and smoked, and when he saw her, he immediately pinched the end of his cigarette and greeted her.

Jiang Jiu said in a low voice: "What about him now?" ”

"Just came out of the operating room, it's fine," Chu Ran paused and glanced at her, "Now in the ward for blood transfusion, the doctor and nurse are inside, you can go in later." ”

"......" Jiang Jiu didn't speak, lowered his eyes coldly, and led Jiang Ci to the side of the bench and sat down.

The woman's upright and detached sitting posture makes people dare not approach, and in the bright light and shadow of the corridor, her snow-white face looks like a statue carved from ice and snow, and there is no sign of popularity.

It's not like a friend who came to visit the patient, but like he's here to seek revenge.

However, Chu Ran didn't dare to ask too much of her now, it was already very face-saving to be able to come back, he was really afraid that when Wen Xili woke up, Jiang Jiu had already flown out of Chicago with Jiang Ci, which could really make Wen Xili vomit blood directly into the operating room.

Ten minutes later, the doctors and nurses rushed out, Chu Ran stepped forward and asked a few questions, then breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and said to Jiang Jiu, "We can go in." ”

Jiang Jiu didn't speak, only got up from the bench and stood up, leading Jiang Ci into the ward with Chu Ran.

The ward was filled with the faint bitter smell of medicine, and the sunlight outside the window shone in through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, dyeing the entire ward into a transparent and bright color.

Because of the quietness, this warmly decorated room is a little more cold.

The man was lying on the hospital bed, with a needle pierced in the back of his hand, pale from blood loss, and the thin joints were clearly visible, his eyes closed, and he did not notice that anyone had entered the house, and his long, thick eyelashes left a smoky blue shadow on his lower eyelids.

The shape is erect, pale and sickly.

Chu Ran walked up to Jiang Jiu and whispered, "You watch him here, I'll go back." Call me if you have something to do. ”

Jiang Jiu's gaze was withdrawn from Wen Xili's face, she lowered her eyes, answered softly, and walked over to sit on the sofa opposite the bed with Jiang Ci.

Chu Ran still had a bunch of things to do, but he really didn't have time to stay, he left from the house, and when he closed the door, he couldn't help but glance at the ginger wine.

She sat there, delicate and quiet, as beautiful as a flower.

I don't know how happy Wen Xili would be to wake up and see her.

He slowly closed the door, exhaled, and walked down the corridor, thinking of the next task, his face a little colder.

*

Chu Ran came downstairs, and as soon as he got in the car, a phone call came.

He picked it up: "Hey? ”

"It's me." Chu Wanning's soft voice came from the phone, "Where are you now?" I want to talk to you. ”

Chu Ran said: "If there is anything, just say it on the phone." ”