Chapter 1170 Never to Part Again

Outside the operating room, Wenren Zhen stood there, his eyes red, his lips pursed, his fingers clenched into fists, but he didn't say a word.

He thought that everything was under his control. Even though wen renliang had set so many traps in his hometown, he couldn't let Wenren Liang succeed.

Leaving Jiang Nuan in Bincheng, he took Wen Yan back alone. He believed that he had enough power to protect Wen Yan and not let him suffer any harm.

He did fulfill his promise to Jiang Nuan that he would protect his child.

But he did not expect such a change to happen.

Ruizhi's accident was something he didn't expect, and Jiang Nuan's fall by Yuan Anqi was something he didn't expect.

He protected Wen Yan, but he didn't save Jiang Nuan's baby.

His daughter, the daughter he yearned for, was just worried about what might happen if he left Jiang Nuan at home, but who knew...

Wenren Ziyou stepped forward and looked at the exhausted and pained man. He raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder. He wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Ruizhi's departure had already made everyone very sad.

Although everyone disliked Wenren Liang Yuan Anqi, children like Ruizhi could not be hated by anyone.

A child with a congenital defect, a child as simple as a piece of paper, could have won everyone's sympathy, not to mention he had done such a feat before he left.

Everyone knew that Ruizhi's departure was a big blow to Yuan Anqi, so they focused all their attention on Wen Yan, afraid that Yuan Anqi would lose control and hurt Wen Yan.

Perhaps it was for this reason that when Jian Yiyun and Wu Yueting jumped up to hurt Wen Yan, everyone focused on Wen Yan and neglected Jiang Nuan, who was pregnant, which gave Yuan Anqi a chance.

A voice came from the door of the emergency department. Wenren Ziyou turned around and saw that Nanny Liu was helping Cai Xirong in, followed by Huo Weiwu and Xiaojie.

Huo Weiwu came forward guiltily, looking at Wenren Zhen and apologizing.

"President, it's my fault."

When Jian Yiyun and Wu Yueting jumped on them, Huo Weiwu was worried about Wen Yan and went up with the security guards to stop Jian Yiyun and Wu Yueting, so she didn't stand next to Jian Yiyun.

Although she did not stand, she still neglected Jiang Nuan, and her duty was to protect Jiang Nuan's safety. However, she let jiang nuan get into trouble again.

Wenren Zhen raised his red eyes and looked at her without saying anything. At this time, no matter how much he blamed her, it was useless.

Besides, what happened to Jiang Nuan in front of his eyes? How could he blame others for not taking good care of his wife?

Cai Xirong came forward, trembling all over. He looked at Wenren Zhen, put his hand on his shoulder, and did not speak for a long time.

Jiang Nuan was already three months pregnant and had passed the critical period. It was said that the child was safe in her stomach and would not easily run away.

But who knew that Jiang Nuan didn't let the child run away during the critical period, and after the critical period, the child...

What was she going to say? Who are you accusing?

Even Wenren Liang and the others did not expect this, let alone they did not expect it to happen.

"Daddy,"

Wen Yan's hoarse voice came from the door of the emergency room.

Wenren Zhen turned around and saw Wen Yan running over with his legs open, followed by auntie liu.

"Wen Yan,"

Wenren Zhen squatted down, opened his arms, and then directly jumped over the child. The moment Wen Yan jumped in, he hugged him tightly, but tears fell down in an instant.

He thought he would give Wen Yan a sister and let Wen Yan experience the feeling of being a big brother this year, but who knew...

"Daddy, don't cry."

Wen Yan reached out his little hand, gently wiping the tears from the corner of Wenren Zhen's eyes, and comforted him with a voice that was already hoarse from crying.

"Dad, we'll wait for mom..."

"Well,"

He answered with a choked voice, pressing the child's head on his shoulder and wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Seeing this, Cai Xirong also turned his head and quietly wiped away his tears.

There were enough things going on in this family, and now there was such a thing. Neither she nor Wenren Zhen could bear such a blow, not to mention Jiang Nuan, who was still in surgery.

After Jiang Nuan's surgery, he was pushed to a single ward, which was the same ward that Wenren Zhen had previously stayed in, a Wenren Jia room.

The surgery went well, but Jiang Nuan woke up with a fever. Zuo Yiran said she probably had a cold from the rain.

Jiang Nuan had a fever, and her whole body was burning hot, as if she was roasting over and over again, making her suffer.

Jiang Nuan felt terrible, but she didn't know who to tell.

All these years, she had been working hard, working hard, just trying to live the simple, plain, happy life she wanted.

But after so many years, she kept working hard, not only did she not live the life she wanted, but she made her life more complicated and difficult.

When she woke up, she kept telling herself not to cry, but the tears seemed to flow out of the corner of her eyes uncontrollably, cool but quickly dissipated by the scorching heat.

She felt bad, really bad...

It was as if someone had cut a large piece of her heart with a knife, so painful that she couldn't even scream.

Just when she was in pain, she felt a hand holding her hand in a daze, and the temperature of that hand made her feel especially comfortable and cool.

Almost subconsciously, she held the hand with her back, and that hand held hers even tighter.

Jiang Nuan held this hand tightly, as if a drowning man were holding on to a life-saving straw in the raging waves.

"Don't leave..."

She muttered to herself in a low voice:

Please don't leave..."

Then, she heard a slightly familiar deep voice in her ear:

"I won't leave, I'll never leave..."

..."

"No matter what happens, we will never part, never part again..."

..."

The voice was close to her ear, but it seemed to come from a distant dream. Jiang Nuan did not even know who the person who said this was, but a hanging heart inexplicably let it go.

She rushed to the other hand to touch her cheek. The slightly cool temperature made her feel much more comfortable, so she subconsciously leaned over and rubbed her cheek against the palm of her hand.

And that hand gently stroked her, a little rough thumb gently rubbing her dry lips, as if to make those dry skin moist and soft. Even in the dream, Jiang Nuan still felt the deep apologetic look in his eyes, staring at her like that, all the way to the deepest dream...