Chapter 787

The blind stick struck on the floor.

It's actually the Morse code.

Zhan beiheng had called the police before he came here.

But I don't know the specific situation. I'm afraid that bringing the police here will hurt Lin Jiangxia.

To take risks alone.

The bottom end of the blind staff is equipped with eavesdropping equipment.

The man was controlled and Lin Jiangxia regained his freedom.

He rushed to Zhan beiheng and held his hand.

He was hit hard on his head and he was in a semi coma.

"Brother Zhan... Brother Zhan, how are you... Wuwuwuwu... It's all my fault. I shouldn't... I shouldn't let Zheng Suquan contact you..." tears flooded, and she was out of control. Her heart was full of guilt and remorse.

If Zheng Suquan wants to insult her, let him insult her.

Anyway, she is ready to die, even if she is insulted before she dies, what's the matter!

It's better to let Zhan beiheng come here and suffer such a heavy injury!

"No, no crying." Zhan beiheng frowned and barely maintained his consciousness.

I can't see it, but I can hear the uncontrollable cry when she speaks.

"Well, I don't cry, I don't cry." The back of the hand casually wiped away the tears on her cheeks, but the old tears were wiped away, and the new tears soon spread all over her white cheeks: "brother Zhan, promise me that you can't do anything, okay..."

Zhan beiheng didn't answer.

His empty eyes closed tightly here.

People were sent to an ambulance, accompanied by Lin Jiangxia.

No matter how she called, Zhan beiheng didn't respond.

Upon arrival at the hospital, Zhan beiheng was immediately pushed into the operating room.

The operation lasted three hours.

Every second of these three hours is like a year for Lin Jiangxia.

I wish I could commit suicide in front of the operating room.

But he also wanted to know the treatment results of Zhan beiheng. Standing in front of the operating room, his soul seemed to have been taken away, like a walking corpse.

During this period, Li Jiazheng rushed over after receiving the news.

She saw Lin Jiangxia with tears on her face and came forward to hold her.

Lin Jiangxia struggled in her arms, clenched her teeth and whispered, "you... You let go of me, let go of me!"

Li Jiazheng just hugged her tightly, put his chin on her shoulder, tilted his head and said softly in her ear, "it's my fault. Xia Xia, listen to me. In the study, I kissed beiheng. He was drunk and completely unconscious. You wronged him."

In an instant, all Lin Jiangxia's actions froze.

With wide eyes, he stared at Li Jiazheng blankly.

The pain almost spread to her whole heart.

Li Jiazheng looked at her, pursed his lips and said, "beiheng has only you in his heart."

"He knew you were pregnant with his child, didn't he?" Lin Jiangxia sipped his nose and asked in a hoarse voice.

Li Jiazheng nodded with emphasis. He noticed Lin Jiangxia's eyes asking, and the corners of his mouth gently raised: "as I thought, he asked me to kill the child."

Lin Jiangxia was shocked and asked subconsciously, "why..."! It's his flesh and blood. Why did you knock it off? "

"Beiheng said to me..." Li Jiazheng took a long and deep breath and said, "he can't stand it. Women other than Xia Xia are pregnant with his children."

This is... Some absurd reason.

"Originally I wanted to keep the child and give birth to him quietly. Now it seems that I think too much." Li Jiazheng's tone was bitter: "the child who was originally obtained by improper means still couldn't be retained."

Lin Jiangxia saw the sadness spreading at the bottom of her eyes.

Want to comfort, but don't know what to say.

At that time, the door of the operating room was pushed open, and the uniformed doctor came out quickly and took off the mask on his cheek.

"Who is Mr. Zhan beiheng's family?"

Lin Jiangxia was frightened. She hurriedly pushed Li Jiazheng away from him and rushed to the doctor. She was short of breath. Her heart almost jumped out of her throat: "I am, I am his wife. How is he?"

"The situation is much more complicated than expected. We need to open his skull."

"What... What?"

Lin Jiangxia stumbled backward and almost fell.

Li Jiazheng held her behind him.

Compared with Lin Jiangxia, Li Jiazheng is obviously much calmer.

"Please sign on the operation information sheet. We need craniotomy immediately. Time is running out."

After the doctor said that, the nurse hurried over, and the operation love letter had been handed to Lin Jiangxia.

She grabbed the pen and signed her name after the insider.

Because of tension, the word has been written askew and can hardly be distinguished.

The doctor turned to enter the operating room.

Li Jiazheng asked with a pale face, "doctor! Excuse me, what is the risk of surgery? "

The doctor looked back at them with a deep voice and said, "depending on the situation, the success rate of this operation in the past was about 40 percent."

Forty percent

Lin Jiangxia almost had cardiac arrest.

In the dark, the man had fainted in Li Jiazheng's arms.

"Xia Xia! Xia Xia! " Li Jiazheng shouted.

Trying to respond, trying to maintain consciousness.

But the body seems to have fallen into an endless abyss, sinking and sinking.

Immediately, the brain fell into nothingness.

When he woke up again, he was already lying in the ward.

Struggling to get up, he saw Li Jiazheng guarding by the hospital bed.

"Brother Zhan! Where's brother Zhan! "

She opened the quilt, pulled out the needle inserted in the back of her hand, and was about to get out of bed on her side.

Li Jiazheng hurriedly got up and pressed her, whispered comforting and said, "lie down first, Xia Xia, you can't be so excited now."

Lin Jiangxia grabbed Li Jiazheng's arm and stared at her with wide eyes. Tears couldn't stop spilling out.

"You... You tell me, brother Zhan... Has he..."

She clearly remembers the probability of success that the doctor said before the coma.

40 percent, very low probability.

Li Jiazheng smiled, reached out and wiped the panic tears on her cheeks. He said softly, "don't worry, beiheng's operation has ended and is very successful. People have been sent to the ward."

"Really... Really?" Lin Jiangxia is unbelievable.

"How can I lie to you about such a thing." Li Jiazheng smiled: "is it true or false? Don't you know if you go and see it yourself later?"

"I... I'm going to see it now."

"No." Li Jiazheng shook his head, frowned, raised his finger and pointed to the scaffold: "at least you have to lose this bottle of medicine."

At that time, Lin Jiangxia noticed that he was also infusion.

The pinhole left by the needle just pulled out in a hurry is still bleeding out.

"Wait for me here. I'll give it to the nurse to give you a new needle." Li Jiazheng patiently persuaded: "take care of beiheng on the premise that you don't fall ill."