No.
Just by virtue of Jiang YuYan's previous reckless playing method and the posture of soul drift on the track, it's like greeting the God of death. Shouldn't you be afraid of a sunken ship?
Zhao Zhao went to the boy and saw that he was only wearing a snow T-shirt and black trousers, lined with a slender figure and wet, "Jiang Yuyan, what are you doing?"
"I've heard of your heroic deeds. I saved a girl. It's rare for Jiang Yuyan to have a little conscience. I thought you would die if you were like this." he said foolishly.
Jiang Yuyan opened his mouth and said the first sentence to Zhao Zhao. He was low and dumb. He was very cold: "don't shout."
Zhao Zhao frowned.
He glanced at the intensive care unit. "You're free. What are you doing here?" Zhao Zhao looked inside and saw only a girl lying unconscious on the hospital bed.
Female, female?
Jiang Yuyan guards a woman?
Zhao Zhao stammered, "Jiang, Yu Yan... Is this the one you saved?"
Jiang YuYan's eyes were light and cold. At that station, he felt a sense of oppression: "you go."
Zhao Zhao: "
"No, are you so interesting?" Zhao Zhaolian pulled and dragged the brothers as if they were hooking the boy. He suddenly found that the temperature under his hand was not quite right. After being stunned for a while, he made a sound.
"Jiang Yuyan, you have a fever. Don't you fucking know?!"
The temperature is amazing.
no
How can Jiang Yuyan stand here completely indifferent?
Zhao Zhao doesn't understand.
The boy frowned slightly, and his dark eyes always stared at the people in the intensive care unit.
Zhao Zhao:???
Zhao Zhao was so angry that he said, "Jiang Yuyan, hurry to find a doctor with me. What are you doing here?"
"You go first." Jiang Yuyan said carelessly, "I'm here to watch."
"When she wakes up?!" Zhao Zhaonan murmured, unbelievable. Is this Jiang Yuyan he knows?
How can you do such a thing?
"It's over... Jiang Yuyan, you're over."
Zhao Zhao finally said a human word.
Yes.
He's finished.
Completely planted on the girl.
The youth's indifference is slightly restrained, and the meaning of eye color is unknown.
Zhao Zhao wants to live or die. He wants to drag Jiang Yuyan away.
Finally, he persuaded the boy with one sentence.
"Jiang Yuyan, I tell you, you're useless. When she wakes up, you have a high fever and coma. Even if you don't faint, you can't see her. Or do you want to infect the girl again?"
Jiang Yuyan moved slightly and raised his eyes gently. Because he hadn't slept all night, his beautiful dark eyes had some red blood, vaguely stained with a little red, bewitching and dangerous.
After a little silence,
Jiang Yuyan glanced at the girl who never woke up in the intensive care unit, and finally walked straight past without expression.
Zhao Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.
Yunman and Ju Shichang hurriedly booked the first flight ticket and rushed back to the country overnight.
When I came to the hospital, it looked like seven or eight o'clock in the morning.
Just in a hurry, I passed the slender young man. The light wind took a piece of the young man's clothes, cold and abstinent.
Five minutes after Jiang Yuyan left,
ICU.
The girl hung on her side and the needle finger moved as if it were nothing.
After 24 hours in the intensive care unit, he was transferred to the general ward.
…
In front of me, there are overlapping shadows, the lights are shaking, and the world seems to be shaking.
At the moment when ranbai opened her eyes, her eyes were cold and silent, as if it contained a deep pool.
Especially sober.
Because family members are not allowed to visit during this period, they can only watch outside.
Yunman's heart seemed to be suffering from burning. At the moment, he was relieved to see the girl wake up. His strong style disappeared in an instant. He looked at the girl nervously, and the voice restrained trembling and excitement: "Bai Bai... You wake up!"
Ju Shichang's performance next to him was better than that of Yunman. He held on firmly, frowned slightly, and stepped forward: "how do you feel? I'll call a doctor."
Dyed white stared at the ceiling calmly. Her eyes were calm and light, lingering with a trace of cold.
Her lips moved slightly and said the first sentence after waking up. Her voice was dumb and too cold.
She asked, "where's Jiang Yuyan?"
Hearing this question, Ju Shichang and Yunman looked at each other and looked at each other.
They also basically understand this matter. They know that the young master of the Jiang family saved their daughter. Yunman is very grateful.
She really can't believe that if only her daughter is suffering from heart disease, what should she do in that case.
Yunman also wants to thank others, but Jiang Shao doesn't wake up with a high fever and is temporarily in a coma. She can only give up first.
Yunman naturally understood ranbai's words as a worry about the life-saving benefactor and comforted: "he's in another ward. His life is not in danger. Don't worry about Baibai. We'll thank him when you're well."
Ran Baimo's silent side glanced over her eyes. She looked so cold that it was difficult to add. She didn't speak.
When ranbai woke up, Shi Qingci was operating on a patient in the operating room, which ended two hours later.
The young doctor took off his medical gloves, changed his surgical clothes and went to the dyeing ward for the first time.
Ju Shichang nodded: "doctor Shi!"
Shi Qingci walked step by step to the hospital bed, where he stood with a long body, and his clear snow like eyes reflected the white shadow.
"Wake up." Shi Qingci slightly bent his thin lips, and for a moment, it faded away a little cold, as if the ice and snow were melting at the beginning. He said it calmly, which looked like running water and reassuring.
Dyed white moved her fingertips and issued a short syllable: "HMM."
Shi Qingci looked at the girl's pale, snowy face, and his sight slipped on the fragile Dai cyan blood vessels. Deep in his eyes, he was filled with dark emotions, but his voice was as clear as a breeze: "tell me where you're uncomfortable."
Shi Qingci asked ranbai several questions about her illness as a matter of business. She had an indifferent and cold sense of procedure, but inadvertently showed a bit of affection.
"Doctor Shi, these innocent troubles have bothered you." Ju Shichang thanked sincerely.
The young doctor nodded gracefully. The gentleman was noble and elegant, and said, "it should be."
Yunman wondered.
What should I do?
Probably just being polite.
Yunman stared at the dripping medicine bag. After confirming that it was all dripping, he was ready to ring the bell to call the nurse to pull out the needle.
"I'll just come." the clear and pleasant voice interrupted Yunman's action. The young doctor said calmly, and then leaned down slightly. The slender white fingers pressed on the girl's hands, and the cold fingertips gently tore the white strip. You can obviously see the red marks left on the back of the girl's hands, which are particularly dazzling on the translucent cold and white skin.