Two hours later.

Ning Yan changed back into women's clothes, and regardless of her sore back body, she drove all over the street looking for Lin Yun's paintings.

After looking all the way but she couldn't find it, and finally the car drove farther and farther, and in the distance, she saw the Imperial Capital Military Region Hospital standing not far away.

Ning Yan stopped the car, and suddenly thought that Ou Shijin was now in the hospital for first aid.

So she pulled over the car and immediately walked into the hospital.

The prince's ward is easy to find, but it is not easy to enter.

Outside the corridor are two rows of plainclothes bodyguards and the chief's guards.

One by one, they stood solemnly and sealed the entire floor.

Ordinary people are not allowed to enter, but Ning Yan has a special identity, and several plainclothes people recognize her as both Gu Siye's wife and the young grandmother's best friend.

After reporting to the chief, he let her in.

Ou Shijin was in the intensive care unit, the corridor inside was empty, and Luo Qingguo was sitting on a chair wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown.

Luo Qingguo looked a lot slimmer, and her forehead was wrapped in layers of gauze.

The face of Qingli was pale and haggard.

Holding a fast food box in both hands, he looked back at the intensive care unit from time to time.

Although he was holding chopsticks in his hand, he didn't look at the rice in the fast food box at all.

I casually took a piece of potato, stuffed it in my mouth, and chewed numbly a few times.

The deep-set eyes looked like they had been crying for a long time, and they were already so red that they didn't look good.

Ning Yan's heart was sour, and he stepped forward and whispered.

"Don't be sad, little fruit. You are now a person with children, you need to eat more. ”

Luo Qingguo was slightly taken aback, and when he raised his head, he realized that he was actually a good girlfriend who he hadn't seen for a long time.

A long period of nervousness, panic, anxiety and sadness finally turned into two lines of tears.

"Little smoke, little smoke! Shi Jin hasn't woken up yet. He's had surgery. But doctors said he was suffering from a lack of oxygen to his brain. I don't know when I'm going to wake up. ”

Once the words come out of the mouth, it is like a water tap that has opened the floodgates.

Luo Qingguo snuggled in Ning Yan's arms and cried silently.

"He's all for me, Xiaoyan, he's all for me. Now I have a child, but he may not even be able to see it. ”

"I, I will eat well, sleep well, I will give birth to Xiao Xiaoou well, raise him to be white and fat, and let him grow up healthy."

Luo Qingguo said as he desperately pulled the rice into his mouth.

I ate until I almost choked.

Ning Yan's eyes suddenly soured, and she took out a tissue to wipe the rice on the corner of her lips.

The other hand patted her on the shoulder. He choked up and comforted her.

"Xiaoguozi, don't worry. For the sake of the little Ou in the belly, you have to hold on. Otherwise, Ou Shijin will wake up and see you so haggard, he will be sad. ”

The door of the intensive care unit suddenly opened, and out of it came Chief Ou with a heavy face, as well as several attending doctors.

Luo Qingguo put down the fast food box and stared at the expressions on the faces of several doctors with wide eyes.

But their expressions all looked very heavy.

Chief Ou sighed and saw Luo Qingguo at the door.

He nodded to her, and then motioned for the attending doctor to go to the office with him to communicate his condition.

After they left, Luo Qingguo's eyes turned red again.

"The situation is not optimistic."

She choked up and threw the leftover fast food box into the trash, turned around and slowly walked into the care room.

Chief Ou was afraid that she would be more anxious, so he took people and walked away.

Ning Yan also walked in.