Chapter 1274

Ding Yiyi wiped away her tears and reached out to touch the child's head. There was a big hand, but she quickly took the child's hand.

"Baby, what are you looking at?" Ye nianmo came to sign the boy's hand and looked at Ding Yiyi along the direction of the boy's fingers.

He frowned suspiciously, "baby has nothing?"

"Nianmo, baby." Aoxue came over and swept Ding Yiyi's direction lightly, "what are you looking at?"

"Nothing." Ye nianmo pulls Aoxue with one hand and the little boy with the other.

Ding Yiyi stands in the same place, just like an abandoned person. She wants to cry, and the liquid falls from her cheek. She reaches out to touch her cheek, but her hand goes directly through her cheek.

In a trance, the earth is shaking, and the green grass has turned into a white ward. The man in the ward looks peaceful. He has a very good wife, his son has a successful career, and his family and marriage are happy. He is a famous philanthropist and entrepreneur in Dongjiang city. He has lived a simple and happy life.

The man on the bed is lying quietly, and the slightly undulating chest indicates that he may soon die.

Ding Yiyi stands at the head of the bed and looks at him wantonly. Suddenly he opens his eyes and his eyes fall on her face. "Who are you?"

"Don't you know me?" Ding Yiyi covered his mouth and asked, his eyes full of sorrow.

Ye nianmo slightly shook his head, "I don't know you," he paused, eyebrows gently wrinkled, old voice with a thick nasal, "but ah, I always feel so familiar."

Tears burst, Ding Yiyi cry and laugh, in front of the figure see not very true, she tried to wipe away tears, but found that tears more wipe more.

"Girl? Girl, wake up? "

"No!" Ding Yiyi suddenly screams, sits up, reaches out his hand to wipe the tears on his face, and looks at the old man in front of him dimly.

The old man was startled and thought that Ding Yiyi was too sad because of his illness. He said quickly, "my child, now that the country is developed, the medical level has kept up, we should have confidence."

Ding Yiyi cried again, big drops of tears weakened in the camel coat, the old man saw her cry more severe, had to sigh away.

It's already evening. Ding Yiyi shuttles in the corridor like a ghost. When he comes to the door of the ward, ye Bo just opens the door. Seeing her dejected, he comforts: "young master, it's OK. I expect to wake up tomorrow. Don't worry too much."

She nodded, her voice as dry as sand in the desert. "I see. Thank you."

Into the room, ye nianmo quietly fell asleep, curly eyelashes cast shadows in the eye socket, she looked down at him, the dream lingering in her heart.

Without her world, he was very happy, very ordinary, life rich, with a happy marriage.

Douda's tears fell on her face, and the sleeping person seemed to frown, and her eyes rolled a few times under her thin eyelids, struggling to wake up.

She took his hand and put it on her cheek. "I'm sorry, you shouldn't know me."

The sleeping person didn't respond. She said to herself, "I know that at the beginning you will resent me and leave without saying goodbye. You will try your best to find me, but promise me that you will have a good life after you can't find me."

The fingers on her cheek trembled slightly, and she quickly wiped away her tears.

Ye nianmo's arm falls down on the edge of the bed weakly. She stands up, takes the bag and goes out in a hurry.

In the Yejia Buddhist hall, a gold Buddha with a height of one meter is worshipped on the chopping board. Fu Fengyi kneels on the futon and recites the Scriptures devoutly. Ding Yiyi stands aside and his eyes fall on the peaceful gold Buddha. "Grandma, can I wait until he wakes up to do this kind of thing?"

"If he sees you, do you think he will let you go?" Fu Fengyi stood up and walked to her, "young man, once you have something you want to do, you have to have the courage to do it."

Ding Yiyi heart pull cool pull cool positioning, just by virtue of the idea in the consciousness of speaking, "that I want to do in that hospital."

Fu Fengyi nodded without hesitation, "yes, I will invite the best team from Korea to make you more beautiful."

Ding Yiyi shook his head in pain, "no need."

Afraid of her repentance, Fu Fengyi said: "you can do it before you wake up. I say you're gone, so he will give up on you."

The Golden Buddha is full of light. The peaceful looking Buddha looks at them as if he knows all the greed and desire of human beings. Ding Yiyi looks at it with sadness in his heart. "Just do as you say."

Late at night.

Some medical equipment was secretly transported into the hospital, Ding Yiyi dressed in hospital uniform alone to the operating room, passing ye nianmo's ward, she stopped.

Aoxue takes good care of Ye nianmo in the ward. She also takes a wet towel to help him wash the back of her hand, and her eyes are full of love.

Ding Yiyi's vision falls on the hand that two people hand in hand, then slowly put aside, lift foot to continue to walk forward.

In the operating room, a Korean doctor said a lot to her, next to a fat female translator said: "what face do you want?"Ding Yiyi wanted to laugh, this era is too fake, anything can be changed, as long as you have money and determination.

She shook her head. "Whatever."

Maybe I've never seen a person so careless about her face. Two Korean plastic surgeons looked at each other and nodded to let her lie in the operating room.

She lay down. The strong light on the operating table made her squint. She felt a hand kneading her face. She closed her eyes.

The first injection of anesthetics into her cheek, she shivered with pain for a while, immediately paralyzed face let her saliva constantly flow from the corner of the mouth, her heart was dead, pain closed her eyes.

With swollen eyes and aching facial features, she wanted to frown, but found that her face could not express herself.

Reach out to face touch, touch thick white gauze, she dejectedly put down her arm, just hit the mirror on hand.

The man in the mirror is like a monster, his eyes are swollen into a line, and his face is covered with gauze except his nose and eyes.

She slammed the mirror out. The mirror fell to the ground and made a loud noise. At the same time, the next door also made a loud noise of the instrument falling to the ground.

Next door ward, ye nianmo red eyes, look gloomy, "you said she left?"

"No mistake. She said she wanted to leave, so I helped her with the flight to Los Angeles." Fu Fengyi said.

Aoxue and yebo are also very surprised. They don't know about it at all. It seems that many things become different in one day and one night.

Ye nianmo got out of bed, Fu Fengyi quickly stepped forward to help him, "my good grandson, you have a concussion. Please stay here and have a good rest. You want to make Grandma love you to death!"

Ye nianmo pulled out the needle and said to Ye Bo with a cold face: "go to the airport immediately to check the latest flight information and see if she really went to Los Angeles."

"Yes

Ye Bo immediately turned around and left. Aoxue saw that ye nianmo's figure was shaking and seemed to fall down. He quickly stepped forward to help him, "isn't it good for her to leave? You see, your injuries are all about her! "

"So what," said Ye nianmo, shaking off her hand, "I'm willing to die for her."

Coldly put down words, he staggered toward the door, Fu Fengyi and Aoxue quickly chase out.

He walked with a big stride. The door beside him was wide open. A nurse was looking down to pick up pieces of glass. On the bed lay a woman whose face was wrapped up. He glanced and continued to walk forward with a big stride.

Ding Yiyi grasps the bedspread under her hand. Her swollen eyes only have time to catch ye nianmo's back. She cries like crying like howling. The nurse thinks she is in pain and goes to the doctor in a hurry.

At the airport, ye nianmo strides to the registration desk. Ye Bo says beside him, "Miss Ding has really taken the last flight to Los Angeles."

"Help me with the fastest flight to Los Angeles." Ye nianmo punches the wall with one fist, and his heart aches. How can that woman run away while she is in a coma? He must catch her.

Looking at the young master encouraging him to support his body, ye Bo tried to convince him, "Los Angeles is very big. Now you may not be able to find Miss Yi. I think it is..."

Before he finished speaking, ye nianmo's fierce eyes made him unable to continue. He had to nod, "I'll do it right away."

"I'll go too." Aoxue, who has been following, said in a determined tone, "I don't trust you like this. If you want to find her, I'll go with you. If you find her, I'll come back."

Ye nianmo's vision has never fallen on her face, but stares at Fu Fengyi, "grandma, what did you say to her?"

"I didn't say anything," Fu Fengyi looked at him lovingly. "She said she couldn't bear your love for her. She said she wanted to leave long ago. I just bought her a plane ticket and sent her away according to her wishes."

"Enough!" Ye nianmo's hands on his side are blue and blue. He leans against the cold wall in pain, and his eyes are firm and confident. "No matter she goes to the ends of the earth, I will find her back."

When the plane took off, Fu Fengyi stood in the hall, looking at the fuselage which gradually disappeared in the fog, and sighed heavily.

In the hospital ward, Ding Yiyi looks at the ceiling. She takes a pain tablet. The whole person is like a machine without pain, and the door is gently pushed open.

"Nianmo really went to Los Angeles."

Fu Fengyi went to the head of the bed to see her, a trace of anger flashed in her eyes, but it was very good to hide, "he is still sick, the doctor said that his running may aggravate the disease, but for you he did not care."

Ding Yiyi uttered a sobbing voice, barely able to recognize the word "sorry.".

Fu Fengyi took out a piece of paper and pen, and helped her raise the back of the chair, "child, please let him give up, I really can't lose this only grandson."

She put the pen and paper on Ding Yiyi's hand to help her grip, voice choked, "write, as long as the ridge, after will not hurt."The paper is rattling because of the shaking of her fingers. She holds the pen hard. As soon as she writes a word on the paper, her mouth makes a painful whimper. The whimper resounds through the whole ward with a sharp and deep sense of strangeness.