Three white walls, one blue curtain.

Ye Xuanju subconsciously walked towards the blue curtain, and reached out without hesitation, her eyes like torches suddenly became a little sluggish.

"Silver Sycamore......"

She whispered his name, but her steps stopped.

Looking at Ji Yinwu with an oxygen inhaler in front of him and a tube all over his body, Ye Xuanju's eyes were wet. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I didn't mean to shoot you. Promise me, you must wake up, okay? She sneered slowly, no longer as fierce as before, and became a fragile person, and approached Ji Yinwu's hospital bed step by step.

The heart rate was 40, the bedside was his hospitalization record, and the nurse had come in many times and tried many ways to ring him, but it was clear that he had no response. The medical record says that he is not out of danger. At that moment, Ye Xuanju was stunned, looking at the thick gauze tied to his heart, tears fell uncontrollably.

She gritted her teeth, trying to control her tears.

Standing beside his bed, "Silver Sycamore......"

"Yinwu, please, wake up."

"Ji Yinwu, you are the eldest young master of the Ji family, and you are the one who wants to fight against the Ye family. You can't be so useless, you can't just be defeated without a fight! ”

"Yinwu, I'm Xuanju...... I'm Ye Xuanju, I'm Ye Xuanju who doesn't hesitate to your heart, wake up, you wake up and fight back! ”

Ye Xuanju shouted her name to Ji Yinwu, and at this time, on the electrocardiogram at the bedside, Ji Yinwu's heart rate rose from 40 to 60, and from 60 to 90, as if he was riding a rocket. In the end, he also stretched out his hand in front of Ye Xuanju.

Ye Xuanju was stunned.

Tears suddenly stuck in his eyes.

Some couldn't believe everything in front of them, they were still in a moderate coma one second, and they woke up this second. Ye Xuanju glanced at the electrocardiogram, and her heart rate was 90.

She panicked and was surprised, wiped the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes, pretended not to cry, and her eyes became cold and sharp again.

With an oxygen inhaler, he reached out and pulled his oxygen mask. However, he probably just woke up, his body was extremely weak, and he didn't tear it apart, so he beckoned to Ye Xuanju again, and motioned for her to help him. He, to speak.

Ye Xuanju walked towards him with cold eyes, stood beside her, and scolded him in a sharp tone:

"You madman, if you dare to take the oxygen mask off, I'll shoot you again!"

The corners of his mouth suddenly smiled slightly, and he spit out a mist of oxygen and said something.

The voice was so small that she couldn't hear it clearly, and she subconsciously got closer, but she still couldn't hear it clearly. He slowly stretched out his hand, suddenly grabbed her hand, and never let go.

As if to say to her:

'Maruko likes Hana, Ahri likes Peaches, SpongeBob likes Patrick, Crayon Shin-chan likes Nanako Hongiya, Shinichi Kudo likes Moriran, Okuma likes Shizuka, by the way, and I like you, these can't be changed. ’

The one who makes me sad is you,

It is you who hurt me,

But you're the only one who can make me happy.

She still scolded him: "Ji Yinwu, don't think that you are a patient now, I won't do anything to you, you let go!" ”

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and through the mist oxygen mask, he could clearly see his happy appearance.

She told him to let go, and he took her hand tighter, fingers interlocked.