Chapter 1271

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 comes to sign the boy's hand and looks at Ding Yiyi along the direction of the boy's finger.

He frowned suspiciously, "the baby has nothing?"

"Read ink, baby." Ao snow came over, lightly swept Ding Yi Yi's direction, "what are you looking at?"

"Nothing." Ye nianmo takes Ao Xue with one hand, and turns away with a little boy with one hand.

Ding Yiyi stood in the same place, just like an abandoned person. She wanted to cry. The liquid slipped from her cheek. She reached out and touched her cheek, but her hand went directly through the cheek.

In a trance, the ground shakes, and the green grass turns into a white ward. The man in the ward looks peaceful. He has a good wife. His son has a successful career. His family and marriage are happy. He is a famous philanthropist and entrepreneur in Dongjiang city. His life is simple and happy.

The man in the bed was lying still, and his slightly undulating chest indicated that he might soon die.

Ding Yiyi stood at the head of the bed and looked at him unscrupulously. Suddenly he opened his eyes and fixed his eyes on her face. "Who are you?"

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

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

Tears burst the bank, Ding Yiyi cry and smile, in front of the figure is not very real, she tried to wipe away the tears, but found that the tears more and more.

"Girl? Girl, wake up? "

"No!" Ding Yi suddenly screamed to sit up, reached out to wipe the tears on his face and looked at the old man in front of him.

The old man was startled and thought that Ding Yiyi was ill and grieved excessively. He quickly said, "son, now that the country is developed and the medical level has kept up, we should have confidence."

Ding Yiyi cried again. The big tears weakened on the camel colored coat. The old man saw that she was crying more than ever, so she left with a sigh.

It was evening. Ding Yiyi shuttled in the corridor like a ghost. When he came to the door of the ward, ye Bo just opened the door and saw her lost heart. He comforted him: "the young master is OK. You can wake up tomorrow. Don't worry too much."

She nodded, and her hoarse voice was as bad as sand in the desert. "I see, thank you."

Enter the room, ye nianmo quietly asleep, curly eyelashes in the eye socket cast shadow, she looked down at him, the dream in the heart.

Without her world, he lived a very happy and plain life, with a happy marriage.

Bean big tears fell on her face, and the sleeping man seemed to be surprised to wrinkle his brows. His eyes rolled under his thin eyelids for several times, 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 did not respond, she said to herself, "I know at the beginning you will resent me for leaving without saying goodbye, and will try to find me, but promise me that you must live a good life after you can't find me."

The fingers on her cheek trembled slightly. She quickly wiped away her tears and let go of her hands.

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

In Ye's Buddhist temple, a golden 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 looks at the peaceful Golden 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 went to her, "young man, once you have something you want to do, you should have the courage to do it."

Ding Yiyi heart pull cool pull cool positioning, just rely on the idea in the consciousness to speak, "then 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 Yi Yi shook his head painfully, "no need."

Afraid of her repentance, Fu Fengyi said in a secluded way: "take advantage of reading ink has not woken up, you first make it, I said you left, so he will die to you."

The Golden Buddha showed a faint light. The serene looking Buddha looked at them, as if he had understood all the greed and desire of human beings. Ding Yi looked at it and felt sad, "do as you say."

Late at night, some medical instruments were smuggled into the hospital. Ding Yiyi walked to the operating room alone in the patient's uniform, and stopped by Ye nianmo's ward.

Aoxue takes good care of Ye nianmo in the ward. She also cleans the back of his hand with a wet towel like her. Her eyes are full of love.

Ding Yiyi's sight falls on the hands that two people clasp, and then slowly leaves aside, raises the foot to continue to walk forward.

In the operating room, a Korean doctor said a lot to her, and a fat woman translator said, "what face do you want?"Ding Yiyi wants to laugh in his heart. This era is too fake. Anything can be changed, as long as you have money and determination.

She shook her head. "At will."

Maybe I haven't seen someone so indifferent to 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 on her face. She closed her eyes.

The first injection of anesthetic into her cheek, she shivered with pain, immediately paralyzed face let her saliva flow from the corners of her mouth, her heart was as gray as death, pain closed her eyes.

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

Reaching out to touch her face and touching it with thick white gauze, she put down her arm and hit the mirror on her hand.

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

She flung the mirror out of the room. The mirror fell to the ground and made a loud noise. At the same time, there was a loud noise of the instrument falling down from the next door.

Next door ward, ye nianmo's eyes were red and her expression was gloomy, "did you say she left?"

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

Ao snow and ye Bo are also very surprised, this matter they do not know, it seems that in a day and night, many things have become different.

Ye nianmo got out of bed, and Fu Fengyi hurriedly stepped forward to help him, "my good grandson, you are a concussion. Stay here and have a good rest. You are going to let Grandma die of heartache!"

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

"Yes

Ye Bo immediately turned around and left. Ao Xue saw ye nianmo's body shaking for a moment, as if he was going to fall down. He quickly stepped forward and helped him, "isn't it good that she left? You see, your injuries are all related to her! "

"So what," ye nianmo shook her hand away. "I'm willing to die for her."

Lengleng put down words, he staggered to the door, Fu Fengyi and AO Xue rushed out.

He walked with great strides, the door was wide open, a nurse was looking down to pick up the glass fragments, and there was a woman whose face was wrapped up on the bed. He glanced at it and continued to walk forward.

Ding Yiyi grabs the sheets under her hand. Her swollen eyes can only catch the back of Ye nianmo's leaving. She cries like a cry in pain. The nurse at one side thinks that she is in pain and rushes to call the doctor.

At the airport, ye nianmo strode to the registration desk. Ye Bo said beside him, "Miss Ding has indeed taken the last flight to Los Angeles."

"Help me get the fastest flight to Los Angeles." Ye nianmo punched the wall with a fist, and his heart was colic. How could that woman run away while she was in a coma? He must catch her.

Looking at the young master's encouragement to support his body, ye Bo tries to persuade him, "Los Angeles is very big. You may not be able to find Miss Yi Yi now. I think it is."

before he finished his words, ye nianmo's sharp eyes made him unable to continue to speak. He had to nod, "I will do it right away."

"I'll go too." Ao Xue, who has been following her, said in a firm tone. I'm not sure if you look for her. If you want to find her, I will accompany you. If you find me, I will come back. "

Ye nianmo's sight did not fall on her face all the time, but stare at Fu Fengyi, "grandma, what did you say to her?"

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

"Enough!" Ye nianmo's hand on the side of his body is full of blue veins. He leans against the cold wall in pain. He opens his eyes with firmness and confidence. "No matter she runs 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 gradually disappearing in the fog and sighed heavily.

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

"Nianmo is really chasing Los Angeles."

Fu Fengyi went to the head of the bed to see her. There was a trace of anger in her eyes, but she hid it well. "He is still sick. The doctor said that his running around like this may aggravate his condition, but for you, he doesn't care."

Ding Yiyi uttered a whimper, which could barely be recognized as "sorry".

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

She put the pen and paper on Ding Yi's hand to help her clench, voice choked, "write it, as long as you pass this ridge, it will not hurt later."Paper because of the trembling fingers and the sound of Huohuo ring, she held the pen hard, just wrote a word on the paper, her mouth issued a painful sob, the whine with a sharp low strange sense resounded throughout the ward.