Wutong's ability to control his emotions is stronger than before.

In the car accident that year, in addition to crying, she was more desperate and waiting. This time was different, after confirming that Jiang Yun still had breath, she acted quickly and cooperated with the emergency personnel to send him to the hospital.

The knife was temporarily taken back to the police station by the police, and everything had to wait for Jiang Yun to wake up.

Outside the emergency room, Wu Tong leaned against the wall of the corridor alone, she was in a hurry when she first came, and the front of her current clothes was still stained with Jiang Yun's blood, exuding a lingering bloody gas.

She was completely confused, and there was no other way than to wait for news.

The operation lasted three hours, and when the doctor came out, Wutong's knees were weak, and he stumbled slightly when he ran forward. The nurse held her arm, and she stabilized her strength and straightened her body.

"Doctor, how is he?"

Wu Tong was so nervous that his heartbeat slowed down, for fear of hearing something bad.

The doctor took off his mask, shook his head cautiously, and said in a heavy tone: "It's just two centimeters, and it stabs to the point." He had lost a lot of blood, had just had a blood transfusion, and was expected to wake up tomorrow morning. ”

People are alive, but they make people feel palpitations.

Wu Tong expressed his gratitude to the doctors and nurses, and first went through the hospitalization procedures for Jiang Yun before following the nurses to his VIP ward.

She had seen the fragile Jiang Yun too many times.

The tragic situation after the car accident, the weakness of the heart during rehabilitation abroad, and the blood loss from being stabbed abroad...... She didn't know what was going on in his life, his rich and noble life, there were so many misfortunes, and every step was a disaster.

The VIP ward has two beds, next to which is her escort position. Lying on it, Wutong silently shed a few tears, his mood was complicated and uncomfortable, and there was a kind of indescribable sadness.

She didn't know what she and Jiang Yun were. Destined? Or is it not possible?

In the past few years, she has turned everything on to love him, and in the end, except for a deception, she is scarred. Now, she finally wants to start a new life abroad, but he has chased after him from thousands of miles, and all he says is love, which makes her confused and hesitant.

Outside the window, the night was thick as ink, the sound of the rain gradually decreased, and the night cleared. But Wutong's originally clear heart became more and more chaotic, and he was tortured to insomnia in this silent ward.

……

Early the next morning, the nurse came in to make rounds.

Wu Tong cooperated with the medical staff to inform the patient of the situation, and watched a bag of fresh medicine slowly infused into Jiang Yun's blood vessels, and he began a new day of treatment.

When it was noon, the man on the hospital bed opened his eyes, and his brows became tighter and tighter at a slow pace. When he moved, he pulled the knife edge in the abdomen, Jiang Yun let out a muffled sound and leaned back on the bed in despair.

Wutong, who opened the door and came in, happened to bump into this scene, she put down the basin in her hand and walked quickly to the hospital bed.

"What do you want to do?"

Although the starting point was concerning, her tone seemed to be extremely impatient.

Jiang Yun choked, looked at her quietly, and didn't speak for a long time.

Wu Tong, who realized it in hindsight, was a little embarrassed, turned his back, his tone softened a lot, and asked repeatedly: "What did you want to do when you got up just now?" ”

Jiang Yun felt uncomfortable, didn't speak, just shook his head.

I don't know if it's the effect of the drug or the sequelae caused by his blood loss, but he fell asleep again after waking up for a while. Wu Tong wiped his face with a wet towel and temporarily carried out humanitarian aid.

She didn't have to take care of him in the hospital, but his family couldn't afford to come over.

At this stage, Jiang Li is in the UK, Jiang's father is in charge of all the company's business, and the only one is Jiang's mother, who is idle, so it is unrealistic for her to come abroad to take care of Jiang Yun alone.

Wutong could only watch here for two days first, and then find a nurse to take care of Jiang Yun.

She couldn't stay here for long, after all, they were men and women who were about to get divorced. Wutong quietly came out of the ward and called Sheng Qianfan.

"What's going on at home?"

The situation in China has been settled, and after Sheng Qianfan came back, he found that the situation was not as serious as his mother said on the phone, everything was the cooperation between Jiang Yun and Sheng's father, and Sheng's mother was kept in the dark at that time.

"It's okay, it's not that serious."

Sheng Qianfan didn't say bad things about Jiang Yun in front of Wutong, although he helped Wutong go abroad, he didn't despise his relationship with Jiang Yun, he just talked about things.

Knowing that nothing had happened to the Sheng family, Wutong relieved herself and walked to the corridor window, she breathed in the fresh air outside the window after the rain, and her frowning eyebrows gradually stretched.

"Jiang Yun was stabbed last night and is now in the hospital." Wu Tong pinched his eyebrows, and his tone was low: "Because the person has not woken up yet, the police investigation has not progressed, and they can only start from the fingerprints on the knife, and they are now investigating." His family doesn't have time, so I'm going to wait for him to wake up and find him a nurse. ”

"He was stabbed?"

Hearing the knife wound, Sheng Qianfan's heart lifted, and he couldn't figure out what Jiang Yun's situation was at that time.

Wu Tong sighed, didn't say anything more about this issue, and said perfunctorily: "I don't know what happened at the time, he didn't wake up." ”

The silence that followed made Sheng Qianfan feel empty in her heart, worried that she would not be able to do it alone abroad, after all, Jiang Yun's difficulty was very bad.

He never knew that Jiang Yun was such an unscrupulous person before, he had known each other for many years, and he always thought that he was glorious and elegant.

"I'm sorry, I can't go abroad right now."

Because Jiang Yun and Father Sheng passed the qi, the Sheng family now manages him very strictly, almost to the point of surveillance.

Wu Tong understood his current situation, and especially understood: "I'm fine, I called you this to tell you about his situation." After all, you used to have a good relationship. ”

She didn't know how they were doing, and she couldn't say well.

Someone knocked on the door outside, Sheng Qianfan snorted, and wanted to hang up the phone: "You pay attention to safety abroad, and when my situation allows, I will go to see you." ”

Wutong also told him not to fight with his family, and after receiving a positive answer, the two hung up the phone.

……

The sun was rising outside the window, and the small river accumulated from last night's rain reflected the sparkling Qingming, Wutong was fascinated from afar, and the green roses that Jiang Yun mentioned to her last night were in her mind.

When he planted the roots with his own hands, she was looking forward to it. At that time, she had just lost her child, and although she didn't admit it, she still wanted to be loved in her heart.

Is the flower blooming now?

Wutong was a little curious, but felt that it was a bit hypocritical to ask on purpose. Simply, let's turn the page on this matter.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon when Jiang Yun woke up again.

Wu Tong was sitting by the window drawing, her latest class was oil painting, but at this time the materials and tools were insufficient, she pulled out a notebook and used a pencil to pass the time sketching. Sketching was something she knew when she was in college, and her level was okay, she drew Jiang Yun once, and then she never mentioned the pen again.

Looking back now, she put aside even the things she was most familiar with, and threw herself into her marriage with him, doing everything that satisfied him, except for never living for herself.

Wu Tong curled the corners of his mouth mockingly, and the more he looked at the painting in his hand, the more dazzling he felt. Decisively tearing off the paper, she rubbed it with both hands, formed a ball and threw it into the trash.

Jiang Yun was far away and couldn't see what she was drawing, and could only sense that she was in a bad mood from her movements.

"Ahem......" he made a sound deliberately, but his voice was very hoarse: "I want to drink water." ”

The distracted Wutong suddenly heard the voice, and when he turned his head, a tear fell from the corner of his eye.

(End of chapter)