Later, Leng Mingxuan also arrived, he asked about the situation with a calm face, and then went to find Head Zhou. [Full text reading]

When Mulan arrived, the operation was not over.

A group of people stood outside the hospital's operating room as if they were facing a great enemy.

It didn't take long for several leaders of the Sichuan Military Region to rush over after receiving the news, and they were sent away by Leng Mingxuan one by one.

The operation took more than ten hours to end, and when Mu Liuhuan was pushed out, his face was as white as paper.

Jing Yanhao burst into tears when he saw it, and kept calling his name, but he didn't react at all.

The doctor took off the mask and said: "The operation was successful, his right leg was broken, two ribs were broken, and there was bleeding from internal organs. Now you can't be careless, you have to observe for three days, and if there is no accident, you can be considered to have passed. ”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Mu Liuhuan was pushed into the intensive care unit.

Mulan persuaded Jing Yanhao to rest, she had been sleeping for several days to take care of him.

Her appearance quickly became haggard, and her eyes were frighteningly red.

Jing Yanhao shook his head and insisted on waiting until Mu Liuhuan woke up.

Mu Lan had no choice but to persuade her to go to the hotel to take a shower and change her clothes.

When Mu Liuhuan woke up, he saw a room full of people.

He was a little confused, as if he didn't know where he was.

Mu Lan was the first to find out, and shouted in surprise, "He's awake!" ”

Then immediately a doctor came up to examine him, Mu Liuhuan's eyes turned slowly, and finally landed on the slender figure in the corner.

He closed his eyes again in reassurance.

She was like a little pitiful, ignored by everyone, squeezed into the corner, what would she do if she didn't wake up! Mu Liuhuan thought to himself.

When he woke up again, the room was gone, only Mu Lan and Jing Yan were guarding, Mu Lan nestled on the sofa, Jing Yan pulled a chair and sat on his hospital bed with his head propped up.

He moved his mouth and shouted with difficulty, "Words." ”

Jing Yanhao woke up suddenly, with a look of surprise: "Mu Liuhuan, are you awake?" What do you think? Does it hurt anywhere? ”

Mu Liuhuan wanted to move, but found that he couldn't.

"Don't move, you're badly hurt, you know? I'm going to be scared to death by you. Jing Yanhao shed tears as he spoke.

Mu Liuhuan only then found that his right leg was in a plaster cast, his body was covered with bandages, and there were several tubes on the back of his hand, which looked like a mummy that had just been unearthed.

She looked very haggard, thinking that she was frightened in the past few days, and Mu Liuhuan was very distressed.

"Don't ...... I'm afraid ......," he said with difficulty.

Jing Yanhao pursed his lips fiercely and said softly: "Fortunately, you kept the agreement, wait until I come back, otherwise I will ......"

Otherwise, where would I find you in the future?

Otherwise I wouldn't have understood my own heart until now.

I don't know how much I love you.

Mu Liuhuan spoke for a while, and soon fell asleep again groggily because of the drug.

The next day, Song Beiyang and Leng Mingxuan came to see him, and he could simply say a few words to them.

Jing Yanhao has been taking care of him tirelessly, and in this way, Mu Liuhuan finally passed the three-day dangerous period that the doctor said safely, and there was no danger to his life.

Mu Liuhuan was quickly transferred to the senior VIP ward at the back of the hospital, which is the most senior senior cadre ward in Sichuan City, and it is not for idle people to live in.

The high-ranking military officials in Sichuan City are like watching flowers, visiting patients all day long, sending flowers and health care products, and the wards are full of inside and out.