Nan Lige opened his eyes and saw the light on overhead. (Flying Speed).. He sat up from the bed and looked around. The sky outside had already been dark, and the heavy rain had turned into a light rain. Maybe it was because the window didn't have time to close, and the white curtain was wet. In the corners of the wall, there are many water stains.

Her clothes had also been changed, and the white hospital gown still smelled of disinfectant water. There was still hanging water in her hand, and she thought about what happened before she fell unconscious, and she seemed to remember seeing Jian Lengqi. It was impossible for him to send himself here, how could Jian Lengqi appear in the hospital

My head was still very painful, and when I put it on my forehead, I found that the temperature on my forehead was very high, as if I had a fever. Nan Lige put on his shoes, opened the door of the ward and walked out. As soon as he went out, he saw Ike leaning against the wall.

"Ike, why are you still here, how did I come back" He shouldn't be staying by Jian Minghan's side now

"It was a nurse who brought you here, and you were soaking wet and had a fever. I've put you here, it's an extraordinary time, and I can't leave you alone. ”

Of course, part of the reason is because I am really worried about her. When he saw Nan Lige drenched and pale, he felt as if his heart was about to stop. He also knew that Nan Lige was the young master's woman, and he shouldn't be delusional

However, this kind of thing, how can it be ordinary, you can pass it if you say the past, and you don't care if you don't care about it Ike knows that he may like Nan Lige. Otherwise, why is he always worried about her again and again, seeing the wounds all over her body, how can he be inexplicably distressed, how can he derive an impulse to break all the people who hurt Nan Lige

Love, really, is a terrible thing.

"I, I'm going to see how Jian Minghan is doing." What should come, always comes. No matter how much you dodge, you still have to face it.

Ike didn't get in the way, he wanted to help Nan Lige. But considering my own mood, it's better not to touch her. He was really scared, afraid that he would not be able to help but hold her in his arms. She's really, so distressing.

Coming to the intensive care ward where Jian Minghan was, Nan Lige felt that his breathing was shortening. Through the transparent glass window, the person in the bed slept restlessly. His brow furrowed tightly, and he couldn't tell if he was thinking about something in trouble. It's strange that he's really lost, it's already like this, and his brows are still wrinkled.

What is there that is important enough to make him unable to sleep even when he sleeps? If he slept like this and could let him forget all the sad things, Nan Lige would definitely choose to let him sleep like this. There are too many worries that won't do him any good.

Jason also didn't organize Nan Lige to come over to see Jian Minghan, and after seeing Nan Lige coming, he just stood aside with his back to him.

The burgundy hair, as if it had lost a little luster, appeared, and looked lifeless. Before, his lips were very red, as if he had put on lipstick. Now, it's so pale. The pale face was even paler than before. His chest heaved very little, and it was evident that he was breathing weakly now.

Even so, Jian Minghan still exuded that sense of majesty and domineering. He is the one who really stands at the top, and if he lives in ancient times, he is definitely the overlord of the world. Nan Lige was shocked, what would Jian Minghan's past be like

It is impossible for a person to be so cold, ruthless, cruel and domineering from birth. Something must have happened to make him like this. Nan Lige wanted to figure it out, and Jason couldn't have told him. Or wait until later to ask Ellie, they grew up together, it should be clear.

Jasmine Hills

Messy room with things thrown everywhere. The precious paintings on the walls have long since been thrown to the ground, and the frames are all broken. The sheets and pillows on the bed were all thrown on the ground, and the cotton wool in the pillows was scattered everywhere. The mirror, the vase, the teacup on the table, everything that could be dropped.

On the sofa, a woman in a short red dress was lying on it, her legs crossed on the coffee table. The woman took the wine bottle, poured the wine desperately, poured it for a long time, and found that the wine in the bottle was gone.

Jenny Li threw the wine bottle to the ground, got up, staggered to the wine rack, took another bottle of wine, and began to drink. On the ground, there were several empty wine bottles, some of which had been drunk, and some of which had not been drunk and fell directly to the ground.

Ten hours ago, Chatter told her that Jian Minghan might be dead. The bullet went into his chest, and there was no way he would survive. An hour ago, she overheard Uncle Liao's phone call, and Jian Minghan became a living dead. For the rest of his life, he can only die in bed, and he will never wake up.

Jenny Li listened, her heart hurt, tears fell. I never thought that a person like Jian Minghan would spend the rest of his life like a living dead. She was heartbroken and eager to see how he was doing. But those people didn't let her go out, Jian Minghan's life and death were uncertain now, she just wanted to go and see.

For two weeks, they didn't see each other for more than two weeks, and that's how things went.

The night sky was dark, and only the light rain was dripping. It seems to be feeling sad for them, and even the heavens are crying for them.

In the quiet ward, Jason had gone back to rest, and he didn't sleep for two days and two nights, and he was a lot haggard. After two long major surgeries, Ellie passed out as soon as she walked out of the operating room door. Ellie also hadn't slept for two days, and the dark circles under her eyes were heavy. It was Qinggu who sent Aili to the room to rest, and Aili was so tired that she almost couldn't walk steadily.

After Qinggu sent Aili to the ward, he received a call from the company, saying that there was something wrong there and he needed to go back immediately. There was no way, so he had to rush back overnight.

As for Nan Lige, from the time he arrived at Jian Minghan's ward, he never left. In the evening, Ike bought some light meals for her to eat, and she didn't eat either. She lost too much blood and had to make up for it, but seeing Jian Minghan sleeping in bed so miserably, she really had no appetite and refused without even thinking about it.

On the chair next to Nan Lige, there were several portions of food, but there was no temperature anymore.

Ike came up again with his things, and this was the fifth time he had gone down to buy her dinner. Now, I guess it's a late-night snack.

"Miss Nan, if you don't eat, how can you take care of your body, how can you take care of the young master, young master, now, what you need most is you, you can't fall. Just take it as if I begged you, eat a little. ”

Ike was very uncomfortable, not only because Nan Lige didn't eat, but also because Nan Lige had that kind of affection for Jian Minghan.

He could see that in fact, Nan Lige liked the young master. It's just that she didn't notice it herself, and sooner or later, she will understand.

Nan Lige just glanced at it and shook his head. "I'm sorry, I really can't eat it. Ike, you don't have to buy it for me, even if you do, I won't eat it. "If Jian Minghan doesn't wake up for a day, she won't eat for a day.

Turning his gaze to the sick man who was asleep, "I want to go in and have a look, can I?"

"Yes, but you'll have to finish eating it first." This is a great opportunity to pass up.

She really has no appetite, and today she is not without food, and she drank a lot of porridge in the afternoon. The heart is there, and I really can't eat it. If he doesn't eat it, he won't let himself in. Nan Lige frowned and took the food from Ike's hand.

She opened the soy milk, put the tube in the milk, and took a few sips. After eating some egg porridge, Ike let her eat some blood-replenishing red date soup before letting her in.

The smell of disinfectant in the ward was really strong, and as soon as Nan Lige entered, he subconsciously covered his nose with it. The room was cold, and the instruments were ticking. Looking sideways at the ECG at the head of the bed, the fluctuation of the ECG was very small.

Nan Lige tiptoed, trying to keep his voice as low as possible.

Finally arrived at the bedside, Nan Lige took a chair and sat on it. She didn't touch Jian Minghan, she just sat there and watched him.

It's the first time I've looked at him so stresslessly. Such a quiet and quiet Jian Minghan is really like a sleeping child. It was only at this time that Nan Lige dared to look at him without fear. Jian Minghan's eyelashes were long, and they hung limply on his face. Burgundy hair, becoming a little dark. On the left ear, a light blue stud earring attracted Nan Lige's attention.

Before, it seems that Jian Minghan has never been seen wearing studs. Jian Minghan's skin is very white and she is beautiful with these blue stud earrings. She guessed that if Jian Minghan was a sunny boy, what would have happened, and there wouldn't have been so many things happening.

Nan Lige lay on the edge of the bed, staring at Jian Minghan's face. He's so good-looking, what a demonic iceberg man.

Ike stood outside the window, watching Nan Lige put his hand on Jian Minghan's face and help Jian Minghan tidy up his messy hair. Looking at her, he gently held Jian Minghan's hand. I felt bitter in my heart, but I was also happy. In this way, the young master will never be alone again. With Nan Lige's company, maybe the young master will be able to come out of the shadows of the past.

Nan Lige put Jian Minghan's hand in his palm and kept rubbing it, his hand was too cold. The hanging water is almost halfway down, and I will have to call someone to change it later. After hanging the water for a long time, the back of Jian Minghan's hand has begun to be a little swollen. Nan Lige rubbed it carefully, for fear of hurting him.

It's not because I love him, it's because I feel guilty and blamed. She felt that she had a responsibility to take care of Jian Minghan.

If it weren't for himself, maybe he would still be blowing the air conditioner and drinking fine wine at home.

Ike put his hand on the glass, as if he wanted to touch Nan Lige through the glass. Unfortunately, it was at this time that the phone vibrate. Ike took his phone and went around the corner to pick it up.

"What's the matter" is called by Qinggu, there must be something.

"Hmph, if they want to fight, it's better to fight, it's better to let them lose both. You go and tell Jason the news, it's only good for us. Hanging up the phone, Ike breathed a sigh of relief. Things haven't been going well for so many days, and there's finally good news.

The family and Jian Lengqi broke up, and there was no better news than this. I believe that the young master will be happy when he wakes up.