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The doctor and nurse pushed Zhan Yan into the emergency room. He saw that her face was covered with an oxygen mask, and her body had cold pipes stuck into it. Du Xiaomo was blocked outside the emergency room, and her heart-wrenching wails resounded continuously in the corridor like the wails of ghosts.

"Wei Zhanyan, you big liar, you clearly promised me that you would wait for me to come back. Why? Du Xiaomo's body slid down along the cold walls and onto the ground. She sat paralyzed on the black marble floor, her hands clutching her stomach, in pain she was breaking out in a cold sweat.

In truth, she was also a liar. She had also lied to Zhan Yan. During this time, she didn't go back to the village to visit her sick grandmother. Instead, she found a hospital in the suburbs and removed the child from her belly. Ji Weixin said that he would not divorce her because of her. She could not let her child be like her, an illegitimate child or a bastard, so she secretly took the child away.

She had always been worried about Zhan Yan's condition. She only rested for two days before rushing back, deliberately putting on heavy makeup to cover her pale and haggard face. She was afraid that Zhan Yan would worry about her, but she had still come back late.

From the entrance of the elevator to the entrance of the emergency room, a short distance of over a dozen meters had passed, yet Ji Weiyang seemed to have walked a lifetime, every step he took was especially heavy. From Du Xiaomo's crying, he vaguely understood how dangerous this time, Zhan Yan was.

He stopped outside the emergency room and stared up at the overhead light. At the same time, Du Xiaomo who was crouching on the ground raised her head, the makeup on her face was all gone, she looked extremely miserable, but she was smiling, especially ridiculing. Then, she said, "Zhan Yan committed suicide by pulling out the IV tube. Ji Weiyang, she is afraid that he will live, and she will become your burden. "

Ji Weiyang's tall and big body stood tall and straight in his original position, like a pine tree proudly standing in the snow. With a "pa" sound, the Barbie doll in his hands fell to the ground. As the package scattered, the black eyed Barbie fell to the ground, pathetically abandoned in the corner.

So it turned out that Zhan Yan didn't want any birthday present at all, she was just making an excuse to leave him. She kept telling him that she didn't like the hospital and wanted to go home. She just, didn't want to die in the hospital.

In these two days, Zhan Yan's mood had always been a little abnormal, but, it was just that he was too careless and had forgotten about it.

Ji Weiyang stood there the entire time, like a lifeless wax statue. No matter what Du Xiaomo said to him, it was as if he couldn't hear anything. It was only when the door of the emergency room was opened that Principal Zhao and a few assistant doctors came out.

Ji Weiyang did not even bother to ask the doctor about Zhan Yan's condition, he went past the doctor and walked straight into the emergency room, and picked Zhan Yan up from the bed, "Yan Yan, wake up, don't you like the smell of the hospital's disinfectant? Let's go home, let's go back now, shall we? "

Yan Yan, quickly get up. I bought a birthday present for you, a Barbie doll with clear eyes like yours. You will definitely like it.

Ji Weiyang hugged onto Zhan Yan's cold body tightly, but he did not have the slightest reaction. He did not dare to listen to her heartbeat and breathing. He was afraid that the person in his embrace would be an ice-cold corpse that had lost all of its temperature and heartbeat. He would rather lie to himself and think that she was still alive.

Ji Weiyang buried his head into Zhan Yan's shoulder bed, and the scalding tears flowed silently down the corners of his eyes.

"Mr. Ji, please calm down and let her go." The two nurses tried to stop him at the same time, wanting to pull him away. However, Ji Weiyang hugged her tightly, unable to separate him from Zhan Yan.

At this time, Du Xiaomo also rushed in and shouted loudly, "Ji Weiyang, quickly let go of me, the fact that you're hugging me so tightly will affect Zhan Yan's breathing. "She's not dead, she's been rescued. Take her back to the ward and let her rest well."

Du Xiaomo's words finally worked as the arms around Zhan Yan slowly relaxed. A few nurses took the opportunity to push him away and gave him a few more inspections before returning him back to the ward.

Vice Dean Zhao told them a few more things, "You guys are too careless, how can you let the patient stay alone in the ward? This kind of event happens occasionally to patients with terminal illnesses. Your family members have to be extra patient. "

In the ward, Ji Weiyang had been keeping watch beside the bed the whole time. He tightly held onto Zhan Yan's hand, not relaxing an inch. Du Xiaomo did not want to disturb them, so she pushed open the door and walked out of the ward, and when she opened the door, she immediately saw Lu Manyun, holding a steel container in her hand, her arm extended out into the air, looking like she was about to knock.

"You're looking for Zhan Yan?" Du Xiaomo asked calmly.

"En, I cooked some soup for her. I don't know if she had eaten lunch yet."

"No need." Du Xiaomo replied coldly. At this moment, she was still in a sorry state, and her face was covered in tears. Zhan Yan had just come out of the rescue room and was still unconscious. I'll take your heart for her, take the soup back. "

After Du Xiaomo finished speaking, she turned and walked to the other side of the corridor.

Lu Manyun hesitated at the door for a while, but in the end, she did not go in. She carried the thermal container back to Angel's sickroom. At this moment, Lu Anqi was sitting on the sickbed listening to music, her ears were sharp, and she could hear her footsteps the moment Lu Manyun came in.

"Mom, where did you go? I'm hungry. " Lu Anqi complained.

"Oh, not anywhere." Lu Manyun casually said as she placed the thermal container on the table, "I cooked some soup, try it yourself."

Lu Anqi just took a sip and it was as if she spat it out. She frowned: "Mom, you clearly know that I don't eat ginseng, why are you still making ginseng chicken soup?"

Lu Anqi put down the spoon in dissatisfaction.

"Oh, I forgot. I'll go buy you something else." Lu Manyun casually replied. She had specially bought the best wild ginseng from the pharmacy for Zhan Yan to stew. She had neglected that Angel did not eat ginseng.

Lu Manyun ordered a few of Angel's favorite dishes from a nearby hotel. Angel sat on the sickbed and ate her meal while she quietly watched her. Although Angel couldn't see, being able to live was still a good thing. It was a pity for that child Zhan Yan, who was still so young, and was about to reach the end of her life.

She thought back to Zhan Yan's embrace, and her heart still ached a little.

"How is Wei Zhanyan? Vayon hasn't come to see me in a while. " Lu Anqi put down her chopsticks and asked casually.

Lu Manyun sighed, "I heard from the nurse in the internal department that Zhan Yan had taken out her IV tube and committed suicide in the morning. It's a pity. I heard that the pain is worse than death when you get it. "

"You're quite sympathetic towards her." Lu Anqi muttered in an indifferent tone. It was no wonder. In terms of kinship, Wei Zhanyan was Lu Manyun's niece, and was much closer to her than an outsider.

Someone knocked on the door of the ward. Angie's attending physician pushed the door open and entered, "Ms. Lu, did your scheduled operation go on normally tomorrow? I still need to confirm with you. "

"Oh, let's cancel it first. The donor side of the cornea is in a temporary state and may need to continue delaying."

"Fine." "Ms. Lu, although we've been using drugs to control Angie's condition, it's not a long-term solution. We need to find the donor as soon as possible for surgery, but Angie's condition worsens, leading to lifelong blindness. She's still young, so don't regret her life."

"Yes, I understand." Lu Manyun dejectedly replied.

On the sickbed, although Lu Anqi did not lose control and go berserk, her expression was a little twisted. As long as Wei Zhanyan did not die, she would not be able to undergo the surgery. She would always be living in darkness. Furthermore, Wei Zhanyan, the person who was about to die, had always dominated Weiyang. She was simply going crazy from anger.

In the afternoon, Lu Manyun went out to buy fruits while Angel stayed in the sickroom by herself.

A light sound came from the ward's door, followed by the soft sound of footsteps. Angel's sensitive eyebrows knitted together as she nervously asked, "Who is it?"

"Don't be afraid, Angie. It's me." A female voice sounded beside Angie, and she sat down by the bed.

"What are you doing here again?" "Angel didn't look too good. She even picked up the pillow beside her and threw it in the direction of the sound." You still dare to come? "Go, I don't want to see you."

Vice Dean Zhao leaned to the side to avoid the pillow that was thrown at him, then helplessly said, "Angel, don't be like this, Mom was just worried about you, I just looked at you and you left."

"You still know you're my mother?" Lu Anqi laughed sarcastically, "Then have you considered this for me? Didn't Wei Zhanyan pull out the tube herself, why didn't you let her die? Why did you save her? If she dies, I'll have cornea! "

"Angie." Vice Dean Zhao sighed heavily, "I'm not the only doctor in the emergency room. With so many pairs of eyes staring at me, if I didn't follow the normal procedure, I would have been seen through. Originally, her heart had stopped beating, but after the electric shock, she was alive again. "

"I don't want to hear the explanation!" Angel cried out hysterically. She couldn't see what was happening, but she jumped out of the bed uncontrollably. She had only taken two steps when she tripped over the foot of the chair and fell to the ground.

"Be careful, Angie." Vice Dean Zhao quickly stepped forward to support her.

Angel seized the opportunity to grab onto the white coat on her body, "As you can see, I'm no different from a cripple now. I don't want to live in the dark forever." "Mom, help me. Hurry up and help me. I want to recover my sight. I want to see how you look like."

An Qi cried pitifully, she could be said to be soft but hard. Vice Dean Zhao held her in his arms with a pained heart, consoling her in a gentle voice, "An Qi, don't be afraid, mother will definitely help you regain your sight."

"But when do I have to wait? The doctor told me today that my eyes are getting worse and worse, and if I don't get an operation, it will be too late. " Anqi's voice was choked with sobs. She was crying pitifully, but her empty eyes were ice-cold and devoid of any warmth.

Vice Dean Zhao painfully wiped away the tears on her face, gritting his teeth as he said, "It's going to happen soon, Zhan Yan's condition can't be dragged on for long. I'll reduce the amount of medicine she's using to speed up her condition."

"Yes." Angel nodded her head in satisfaction, as if she had thought of something, and asked again, "But what if Wei Yang really finds a heart for Zhan Yan?"

Vice Dean Zhao remained silent for a while, before steeling his heart, and said, "Then I'll let her die on the operation table."

Vice Dean Zhao comforted Angel for a while before leaving the operation room. She had just left when Lu Manyun returned. Lu Manyun looked at the white figure that was getting further and further away, and frowned in confusion.

"Did someone just come?" Lu Manyun placed the fruit on the table and casually asked.

"No, no, why?" Lu Anqi replied perfunctorily, but her hand had already clenched into a fist.

"I'm fine." Lu Manyun shook her head. Maybe she was seeing things.

In another clean ward.

After Zhan Yan was in a coma for two hours, she finally opened her eyes. Her pitch black pupils were staring at the ceiling above her in an instant.

Ji Weiyang stood guard by her bedside, quietly watching her, also not saying a word.

Zhan Yan turned her head to look at him and at the same time, saw a Barbie doll placed beside the pillow. It had black eyes, long brown hair, and a pink long skirt.

Her fingertips gently touched Barbie's eyes. Her lips moved slightly as she weakly said, "Very beautiful, thank you."

"As long as you like it." Ji Weiyang held her hand and kissed her lips. Although her hands were cold and without warmth, at the very least, her life was still fresh. As long as she could still open her eyes and smile at him, speaking to him would suffice.

"Yan Yan, if you're tired, then sleep a little longer." Ji Weiyang's palm gently caressed her pale little face. Recently, she had grown much thinner, and her small face, which was only the size of his palm, made one's heart ache for his.

They looked at each other, but none of them mentioned the matter of her pulling out the IV tube and committing suicide. However, from their mutual eyes, Zhan Yan could see the haggard look in their eyes, and he could also see the sadness in their eyes. They were both using the same method that they thought was right to protect each other, but they still couldn't avoid hurting each other.

At this time, the door to the ward was pushed open. Du Xiaomo walked in, and seeing that Zhan Yan had woken up, her eyes lit up. Zhan Yan, you're finally awake. "

"She came to the bedside and held one of Zhan Yan's arm. You scared me, you know. "

"I'm sorry I made you worry." Zhan Yan smiled slightly.

"You guys go ahead, I'm going out for a smoke." Ji Weiyang got up and left the sickroom. The moment the door closed, he faintly heard Du Xiaomo say to Zhan Yan: When you were trying to save him in the emergency room, Ji Weiyang was completely stunned. This is actually the first time I've seen him cry …

He did not see Zhan Yan's expression clearly, but he seemed to vaguely see the bright light that flickered in the corner of her eyes.

Ji Weiyang's tall and big body was standing in front of the half-open window, holding onto a cigarette between his two fingers. As he smoked, he dialed Tang Feng's number.

"How's the arrangement of the experts?"

"The plane is tomorrow morning. We'll arrive at the airport around 10 PM. I'll arrange for someone to pick it up." Tang Feng replied.

"Yes." Ji Weiyang nodded his head, his black pupils suddenly changed and he ordered, "Bring that woman to my apartment outside the city tonight, you do not need to care about the rest."

Tang Feng's heart sank. He naturally understood that Ji Weiyang was preparing to make his move. Viyan... "They've lost them." He said hesitantly.

Although Ji Weiyang did not speak, Tang Feng could still feel his ice-cold anger. Furthermore, the more silent he was, the wilder he became the moment he erupted.

"Say that again." Ji Weiyang's voice was faint but extremely cold. Even though it was on the phone, Tang Feng could feel the cold that seeped into his body.

Smoke curled up in spirals. The man's handsome face was hidden behind the smoke, making it hard for people to discern his emotions. However, the cold air that was mixed with snow spread out along with the smoke.

On the other side of the phone, Tang Feng was speechless. It was at this time that a gentle female voice sounded out behind Ji Weiyang. "Viyan."

Unknowingly, the door to the ward was pushed open, and Du Xiaomo supported Zhan Yan out.

"Xiaomo, go buy me some fruits." Zhan Yan said warmly, obviously wanting to push Du Xiaomo away.

Du Xiaomo nodded her head, then silently left.

Zhan Yan came in front of Ji Weiyang, and her soft and small hands took his phone from his hand, pressing the end of the call button. You don't have to blame Tang Feng, this is what I mean. "

Ji Weiyang remained silent and only stared deeply at her, a deep look mixed with pain.

Tears welled up in Zhan Yan's eyes, but the corners of her lips lifted slightly, "Weiyang, you promised me that you wouldn't harm innocent people."

"You also promised me that you would stay alive and well. Yan Yan, we both broke our promise." He smiled bitterly as a tinge of wetness flashed across his eyes.