Qiao Zhanbei suffered respiratory arrest, but fortunately, Shi Yanshen came in time, and while giving him artificial cardiopulmonary resuscitation, he waited for the ambulance, and got into the ambulance, but his heartbeat had not yet recovered.

After his heart stopped beating, Ye Mian also seemed to have lost his soul, she didn't cry or make trouble, watching him be electrocuted by the defibrillator again and again, and lay down again.

ECG has always been a red line.

Outside the emergency room, she leaned her back against the wall, looking at the three words "first aid", the Qiao family dangled in front of her, and she couldn't hear what she said.

She saw that little Qiaoqiao, who was rarely crying and sticky since birth, was lying on Gu Sasa's shoulder at this time, sobbing.

I don't know how long later, the door of the emergency room was opened, and the doctor in a white coat came out of it, took off his mask, and said to his second uncle Qiao Jinhuai: "The patient's heartbeat has recovered, but his vital signs are very unstable, and he needs to be admitted to the intensive care unit for strict ......observation."

"In addition, our hospital can't do anything about his illness, so I asked my family to sign the "Critical Illness Notice."

Critical illness notice.

He could die at any time.

Ye Mian's body slowly slid down the wall, and two lines of tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

She watched as the medic pushed him out, and little Qiaoqiao opened her arms and cried out, "Dad, Dad, hug—"

Her father, lying on the cart with an oxygen mask on his face, closed his eyes, ignored her.

The door of the intensive care unit was closed, and through the glass, Qiao Zhanbei was wearing a hospital gown, lying there, his body full of various instruments.

"Mom...... What happened to Dad? Little Qiaoqiao grabbed the hem of her shirt with her little hand, tilted her face, looked at her, and asked with dry tears on her face.

Ye Mian hung his head and looked at her, speechless.

She didn't know how to tell Qiaoqiao, who was not yet two years old: Your father is dying, and he doesn't want us anymore.

After a while, she cleared her throat and said, "He's asleep, it's fine." ”

She looked back into the room.

She couldn't stay by his side to take care of him now, and after that, she watched him die through the glass and couldn't do anything about it. This feeling of powerlessness is like a drowning person trying to grab that piece of driftwood that he can't grasp.

He's dying, but he's her life.

Ye Mian's hand clutched the placket of his heart, which was painful and stuffy, and his breathing was not smooth.

It's a very uncomfortable feeling.

Qiao Zhanbei often suffered from respiratory arrest, relatives were not allowed to visit, Ye Mian began to borrow alcohol to kill her sorrows, she often went to the bar to buy drunk, and was so drunk that she was unconscious, and was found and carried back by Gu Sasa.

This night, she sat alone on the edge of the basketball court of Qingda University, the beer bottle fell to the ground, she held the bottleneck of the beer bottle in her right hand, there was no cup, she drank directly, and looked at the basketball court.

In her freshman year, he was already a senior and preparing to study abroad, and she rarely met him on campus.

Occasionally, he will be seen playing on this basketball court, at that time, his favorite basketball star was Kobe, at that time, he was in his prime, and he was a legend of Qingda.

Now, he is lying in the ICU.

Ye Mian looked at the direction of the court, raised her head, and wanted to pour wine again, the wine bottle in her hand was taken away, she turned her face and met Gu Sasa's bright face.

"Sasa......" her voice was helpless and full of sadness.

Hearing this, Gu Sa's heart was like a knife.

Jiang Xun, who came along, was beside Gu Sasa, and by the light of the street lamp, he looked at the master who had not been seen for many days, and his face was full of tears, and the tip of his nose was sour.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" He crouched down and asked with concern.

Seeing her like this, he panicked.

"Xiaoxun, why are you here?" Ye Mian blinked the wetness in her eyes and recognized him, she smiled and said drunkly: "Your master is dying, I don't want to live anymore, I won't embroider that painting, you go back to Suzhou City." ”

She laughed, tears kept sliding down, Jiang Xun looked at it, her heart tightened, and her eyes were swollen red.

He had never seen her so miserable and decadent.

She has always been as powerful as a goddess, as kind as Guanyin, and has means.

She sat on the concrete floor, her hair was scattered between her ears and temples, and her whole person seemed to be drained, her eyes were hollow, and she looked ahead without focus.

Looking at Ye Mian, who was sitting on the ground, full of alcohol, thinking about the frustrating words she had just said, Gu Sasa was both angry and distressed.

She kicked open a wine bottle and vented her emotions, "Jiang Xun, carry your master away." ”

Jiang Xun nodded obediently, squatted with his back to Ye Mian, and his tone was full of begging: "Master, I'll carry you back." ”

"I'm not leaving, I'm going to watch him play here, he plays the center position, slam dunk is very handsome, I haven't seen him play for a long time......" Ye Mian said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said in a slow tone.

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared, and the playground was empty, and she suddenly remembered that he was lying in the hospital room paralyzed.

Not only would he be paralyzed, but he would soon leave her behind and die.

He transferred all the equity and property to her name, and asked her to find a better person to live happily.

What's the use of having more possessions without him? When she met him, how could she tolerate other men in her heart?

Ye Mian hugged his knees with his arms, buried his face in his knees, his thin shoulders trembled, and he broke down and sobbed again.

Her extremely sad appearance makes anyone feel distressed when they see it.

Jiang Xun followed her with red eyes, and he looked at Gu Sasa helplessly.

"Let her cry." Crying is better than numbness, crying can vent emotions, numbness is more mourning than heart death.

After Gu Sa finished speaking, he walked to the side and lit a cigarette.

Jiang Xun squatted beside Ye Mian, wanting to comfort her, but he didn't know what to say. He is like a loyal family dog, guarding Ye Mian.

Until she was tired of crying, as if she had fallen asleep, Gu Sasa dragged her and let her lie on Jiang Xun's back.

The nineteen-year-old boy seems to be thin and thin, carrying Ye Mian, who does not weigh a hundred pounds, but he is very relaxed. He walked forward step by step, listening to her mouth: "Qiao Zhanbei, Brother Qiao, Mr. Qiao, husband ......"

"Don't leave me ......"

Jiang Xun listened to her words, his heart twisted, and crystal clear tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.

He looked ahead with a blurred vision, and seemed to see a little boy chasing his mother's hearse, crying and shouting as he chased: "Mom, don't leave me ......"

That little boy was himself.

Mom is gone, and his world is turned upside down.

Dad brought the woman in, and she scolded and beat him every day, pinched him with her long red nails, burned him with cigarette butts, put him in a dog cage, killed his cat, and forced him to eat cat meat......

When the master is gone, the master will be as dark as he was when he was a child.

The more Jiang Xun thought about it, the more painful his heart became, and he sniffed.

He carried Ye Mian to the parking lot and went back in Gu Sasa's car.

Gu Sasa was worried that Ye Mian would do something stupid, and after taking her back to his villa, he didn't worry about Ye Mian's baby apprentice and sent him back.

In my impression, this child is quite autistic and has a withdrawn and unsociable personality, but tonight he found her shop and timidly asked her about Ye Mian's situation.

So she took him out to him.

"Sass...... Sister, master, what is his illness? Jiang Xun couldn't speak well in the face of outsiders, and his hand tightly grasped the strap of the crossbody bag.

Gu Sasa looked through the rearview mirror in the car, looked at the harmless little milk dog sitting in the back row, and thought, it's okay to tell him.

"He was captured by the big bad guys, injected with poison, first semi-paralyzed, and now completely paralyzed, and could die at any moment."

Big Bad, Poison, Paralysis, Death......

Jiang Xun was so frightened by these terrifying words that he broke out in a cold sweat.

After getting out of the car, he hurried to the corridor, his body clanged, and several stray cats heard the familiar sound and ran out of the green belt.

Jiang Xun looked at the stray cat and paused.

He had almost forgotten about them, it was time to feed them.

A clingy orange cat came up to him, cocked its tail, rubbed his calf, and threw its head up at him to "meow".

Jiang Xun took out the canned cat food from the canvas bag that straddled his body, opened it and lined it up, and several stray cats ate the canned food in a row.

Thinking that he still had business to do, he didn't play with them as usual, and hurried upstairs.

In the bedroom, Jiang Xun picked up his mobile phone and put it to his ear, and he said with a crying voice: "Brother Rin, my master was injected with poison by the bad guys, and now he is paralyzed and is dying, you save him." ”

"Qiao Zhanbei?"

There was a voice belonging to Brother Rin in his ears.

Jiang Xun nodded excitedly: "Yes!" He only has more than a month to live, can you save him? Without him, Master would not be alive. ”