Chapter 267

The whole heart is cold, he said in a low voice: "I just want to see her..." the helplessness in his words is as cold as a deep pool, and everyone deeply feels his frustration and endless guilt.

Qinghuan suddenly released his hand, tears on his face like a broken line of beads, she has what qualifications to say. In this complex love, she has always been an outsider. How can she be an outsider who can judge right and wrong in the entanglement of three people

Who loves and who doesn't? Since ancient times, there has been a dilemma. Some people have to be injured, and some have become the merciless cannon fodder in love.

When Yang Fan got the news, he came here in a flurry, with 10 cm high-heeled shoes on the smooth floor, crisp high frequency.

"What about Qingli? She's still in the operating room? How's she doing? Why do these two fall to the ground? What are you two doing? " Yang Fan flapped out a series of questions, just like firecrackers, blowing up a flat.

She glanced at the two people on the ground and pulled Lu Qinghuan, who was squatting beside Xi muyao, up to sit on the bench. "Let's wait here for your sister to come out. She will come out."

She was so determined that there was a light of determination in her eyes. Lu Qinghuan nodded and held Jianyang's hand tightly. Without opening her mouth, she quietly waited for the door of the operating room to open. Her good sister was pushed out peacefully.

How long the operation lasted, how long Mu Wen Shu lay on the ground, and how long Xi Mu Yao knelt on the ground. Cold from the cold ground straight into the body, two people also ignore.

"The lights are out!" Yang Fan, sharp eyed, took the lead to stand up and meet the door. Lu Qinghuan followed him closely, and even Xi muyao stood up. Muwen tree moved his finger, but weakly released it, and lay on the ground motionless. He doesn't want to get up, but the huge pressure is pressing on him. Now he hears that Qingli is about to be pushed out, but his body is too soft to get up. He is powerless. Jianyang pulls him up, supports his body, and quietly waits for Lu Qingli's bed to be withdrawn.

Lu Qingli is lying on the hospital bed, pale. All the wounds have been treated and bandaged. The white bandage on the forehead stands out.

"Qingli, Qingli!"“ Sister, we are all here. Do you hear me? We'll be watching over you all the time. Get better soon! " Yang Fan and Qing Huan are crowded next to the ward, talking nervously.

Xi muyao stood on one side in silence, quietly watching the landing Qingli, full of guilt.

When the bed was pushed in front of Mu Wen Shu, he turned over and grasped the edge of the bed, and never let it go again. Along with the nurse, the doctor pushed the bed into the ward.

"All the vital signs of the patient have stabilized, and the wound on the surface seems to be serious, not to the root. Three days did not eat, so the patient's body is very empty, abdomen and brain were severely damaged, brain epidermis damage, coupled with stimulation, a great possibility of loss of memory. You, prepare for amnesia. "

Yang Fan took a resentful look at Xi muyao and said, "well, how can such a lot of things be pulled out! Those who are uneasy and kind-hearted should go as far as possible! "

Xi muyao turned a deaf ear and stood at the end of Lu Qingli's bed, gazing deeply at Lu Qingli's face. After a while, he left the ward in silence.

He came to see Lu Qingli. Now that people see him, why should he wait for someone to blow him away.

Xi muyao walked out of the hospital and got into the car. Seeing Lu Qingli's appearance of not knowing life and death, Xi muyao's guilt was like a huge black hole, which swallowed him up.

What the hell did he do! Let Lu Qingli become like this! Is his existence just one disaster after another for Lu Qingli?

Xi muyao, who had always been confident and even conceited, began to waver and doubt his significance to Lu Qingli.

The night opens its huge black curtain and brings all the lights and strange things under its command.

When Lu Jinghao came to Guangzhou, Qingli wanted him to live in Mrs. Xu's home, so they had to take care of him. But Lu Jinghao thought that it was a humiliating thing to live under the fence. Instead of living in Mrs. Xu's house, he bought a house nearby.

The climate in Guangzhou is not as dry as that in Beijing. It's also good for the heart. Lu Jinghao reads books and newspapers every day. When he goes down in his spare time, he strolls around the community and enjoys the scenery.

Old lady Xu comes three times a day to deliver three meals, or she just buys vegetables and cooks in Lu Jinghao's kitchen. Old lady Xu is warm and friendly. Even if Lu Jinghao doesn't care about her, he cleans up the house happily, buys vegetables and cooks. The two old people are happy and peaceful.

Although Lu Jinghao is old, his work and rest time still keeps the original habit of working. He always habitually goes to bed after reading the news and newspaper.He came out of the bathroom, wearing a cotton nightgown and wiping his hair, and was about to return to his room when there were bursts of quick knocks and doorbells outside. Lu Jinghao was slightly displeased. The knock on the door was like a death charm, which made people panic.

Who on earth is knocking at the door so late? Lu Jinghao threw the towel on the back of the sofa. He was annoyed, but he slowed down to open the door.

Outside the door stood old lady Xu. Her face was full of anxiety, and her hand still remained in mid air. Lu Jinghao glanced at her. Old lady Xu was still in her pajamas, pulling on her slippers, and came knocking at the door in the middle of the night. He let go of the door handle and went into the room“ It's so late that I can't say something tomorrow? "

Old lady Xu followed Lu Jinghao into the room with small steps and said in a hurry, "what's the matter with Qingli? How is she doing recently? "

Lu Jinghao didn't think so. He picked up the towel on the back of the sofa and wiped his hair. "What can I do for her? I'm still on my honeymoon in Hainan. "

Old lady Xu clapped her hands, picked up the landline beside the sofa and handed it to her, "you call Qingli and ask about the situation."

Lu picked up the phone, put it on the landline and glanced at her, "you old lady, what are you crazy about in the middle of the night. What time is it? Do you want me to call Qingli? Isn't that disturbing? "

Old lady Xu insisted on putting the microphone into Lu Jinghao's hand. Holding Lu Jinghao's hand, she firmly said, "you call to ask. Do you know why I came to you so late now? I just went to sleep, dreaming that Qingli girl was covered with blood, her hands were full of holes, her arms could not be lifted, and her dry skin on her mouth was cracked. He couldn't speak and just looked at me like that. That pair of poor sad small appearance, see I was frightened, you call to ask her, if she is OK, I will rest assured. But what if something happened to her? Just because we didn't make this call, let the girl alone fear ah! If you don't make this call today, I can't sleep. I always feel like something's wrong. "

Lu Jinghao was a bit impatient by old lady Xu, but he was also worried. He would rather believe it than believe it. Qingli hasn't called her these days. Neither did Qinghuan.

His hand holding the microphone was strong, and the veins on the back of his hand were indistinct. He calmly pressed the number, dialed the phone, and called Lu Qingli. The cold and mechanical female voice prompted him to turn off the phone.

"How's it going?" Old lady Xu, seeing that he didn't speak, looked up at Lu Jinghao, hoping to hear that Lu Qingli was safe.

Lu Jinghao is silent and dials Qinghuan again. This time, dozens of seconds later, the phone is picked up.

Lu Jinghao listened to the voice of Qinghuan on the phone. His face became more and more heavy and his heart beat faster and faster. His hand holding the microphone also began to tremble, and finally he couldn't grasp it. The microphone pulled the telephone line and fell on the floor between the sofa and the coffee table. Lu Jinghao stroked his chest and gasped for breath. Finally, he turned his eyes and fainted on the sofa, unconscious.

"Ouch!" Lu Jinghao's appearance almost frightens old lady Xu. She jumps up from the sofa with one hand covering her chest and comes to check Lu Jinghao's situation. The ambiguous voice of Qinghuan comes from the microphone, which she ignores.

"Mr. Lu, what's the matter with you? Don't you scare me? " Old lady Xu came to Lu Jinghao's side and pinched people hard, but Lu didn't wake up at all. She flustered from the ground to pick up the phone, Qinghuan over there, suddenly heard a loud noise, and then repeatedly asked, but no one answered, only heard the noise, worried. Mrs. Xu picked up the phone and said, "hello." she found that Qinghuan didn't hang up. She quickly described Lu Jinghao's situation to Qinghuan, then hung up and dialed 120.

Qinghuan hangs up with a dignified face and takes a look at Lu Qingli who is lying on the hospital bed and has not yet woken up. The doctor says that her various life characteristics have tended to be normal, but she has not woken up for such a long time. It may be that the patient does not want to wake up. Sleep is a process of self-healing and adjustment of the body and can only wait for Qingli to wake up.

It's just that she can't sit here anymore.

"Brother Wenshu, sister Yang Fan," Qinghuan grabs Jianyang's hand and looks back at him. Jianyang firmly holds her hand and gives her strength and comfort. Qinghuan pursed her lips: "my dad, he is in Guangzhou and faints. Only old lady Xu took care of him. I'm not sure. I want to go to Guangzhou with Jianyang to take care of my father, but my sister... "

Mu Wenshu sat beside the bed and held the hand of Lu Qingli tightly. For a long time, his sight had never left Lu Qingli for half a moment. At this time, he naturally focused on Lu Qingli. Yang Fan stood up, took Qinghuan's other hand, and patted her on the shoulder to comfort her, "you go, your father needs your care, just me and Mu Wenshu. I'll call you as soon as your sister wakes up. You don't have to worry here. When are you going to leave? "Qinghuan nodded, "the sooner the better, we'll go back to pack our bags, book our tickets and catch the earliest plane. After all, it's not clear what happened to my father. I want to be with him as soon as possible. "

Qinghuan released Jianyang, went to the edge of the bed and sat down. Holding Qingli's other hand, she said in a soft voice, "elder sister, you need to get better quickly. Bobo is still at home and nobody takes care of her. Dad, he passed out, too. He is not in good health. As soon as he heard that you had an accident, he fainted. Now I don't know the situation. I'm going to Guangzhou to take care of him. If you want to get better soon, this family needs you and can't do without you. You can't sleep any more. " After a pause, she looked at Mu Wenshu on the other side and said in a slow voice: "brother Wenshu, he has been guarding you for two days and nights. He doesn't eat, drink or sleep. How can you bear to sleep alone?"

In the end, Lu Qinghuan began to choke again. She didn't turn her head, covered her mouth and cried silently. Finally, she got up and pulled Jianyang away