Chu shook his head slightly, looked at the sky in the distance, and sighed, "I don't know, maybe ...... Yes, I love it, but I can no longer do everything to him like I used to, and every time I see him, a voice in my head tells me how dirty this man is. ”

Xia Yan took Chu Weiwei's hand, "Weiwei, no matter what choice you make, you have to follow what you think in your heart, you know?" ”

Seeing that Chu Wei didn't say a word, Xia Yan continued, "If you think that Mo Jiyan is important not only to Xiao Moyue, but also to you, give it to him, and leave a step between you, some people, only when they lose do they know that they regret it, it's really ......"

Xia Yan thought of Yi Beihan again and held back his tears.

Chu Weiwei shook her hand and laughed, "Look again, I'm more interested in Ah Zhan now." ”

Xia Yan laughed out loud at her joke, "If you need any strategy, just look for me, Ah Zhan will obey me." ”

"Got it!" Chu pinched her nose slightly, then looked up at Xia Yan, and became worried again.

The urgent thing at the moment is how to let Xia Yan know about her father.

The child is gone, and Yi Beihan is unconscious, how can she accept the fact that her father will die soon?

And now, Murong Yan's body seems to be unable to wait.

Doctors said that life could be in danger at any time.

Murong Yan also knew that his time was short, and he asked to see his daughter several times, but this matter was hidden from everyone.

Xia Yan suddenly remembered something, and said, "Weiwei, how is my father?" ”

Chu Weiwei's two hands shook subconsciously, and he replied in a weak tone, "It's still the same, what's wrong?" ”

"I suddenly remembered that I had been with Yi Beihan all these days, and I had forgotten about my father's surgery."

"The doctor said that you can only get a transplant when your body recovers, not in the past few days."

"But I always have a bad premonition, as long as I fall asleep, it's a nightmare, either my father has left me, or Yi Beihan has left me."

"Dreams are all the opposite, isn't it a sweet dream? You, just have a good rest, don't think about it, okay? There is also a confinement in a miscarriage, and you haven't had a confinement yet, so you toss like this, what can you do if you leave the root of the disease in the future? ”

Xia Yan smiled, "I hope it's the opposite, as long as they're okay......"

It wasn't until Xia Yan returned to the ward that Chu Weiwei called Murong Shaochuan.

"Cousin, how long can Xia Yan's father last over there?"

"There is no deadline, I may leave at any time, my uncle has been asking about Xia Yan for the past few days, as if he feels that time is running out."

"Should we tell her that she has already asked me today, after all, the operation cannot be postponed anymore."

"I'll take a look at it, and I'll tell Xia Yan when necessary."

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Ten days have passed in the blink of an eye, and the weather in March has risen slightly.

The doctor said that Jean should give Yi Beihan more body massages, and occasionally push him out for a walk.

Afraid of some accidents temporarily, Xia Yan only pushed Yi Beihan for a walk in the garden of the hospital.

The air in City A is always very humid, even in March, it is still very cold, and Yi Beihan has the scarf that Xia Yan bought that day around his neck.