The doctor performed a routine examination on Feng Zhiming, "Doctor, when will he wake up?" Ling Yanyan looked at Feng Zhiming, who was still unconscious, and asked the doctor worriedly.
"He is only like this because he lost too much blood. You should also have a good rest, otherwise, you should have fainted before he woke up." The doctor looked at Ling Yanyan, who had been standing next to her, and looked at her
His face was pale and he looked like he was about to faint at any moment.
Ling Yanyan smiled, "I'm fine, can I stay with him here?" she asked softly.
The doctor nodded, "Okay." He looked at her and couldn't even say no.
Ling Yanyan sat on the stool and stroked his face with her little hand, "Wake up soon? Why don't you wake up? Wake up and talk to me! If you don't wake up, I'm going to be angry.
"She kept talking, but she didn't notice that his fingers moved slightly.
"Do you know you are stupid? You are obviously sick, but you still want to find me and stand in front of me. The moment that knife stabbed you, my heartbeat almost stopped. Could it be that you
Don't you know? How can I live without you?" Ling Yanyan supported her chin with her little hand and spoke to him, "So, just listen to me this time, wake up early, stay with me, and talk to me.
OK?"
At this time, Yang Yunfang walked in with a thermos bottle. When he saw Ling Yanyan sitting by the bed, his face immediately darkened, "Ling Yanyan, why are you here again? I didn't tell you not to get close.
My son?" After placing the thermos bottle in his hand on the table, he walked over and pulled up Ling Yanyan who was sitting by the bed, "Get out, get out quickly."
"Madam..." Ling Yanyan's weak body was pulled out of the ward by Yang Yunfang.
I happened to bump into Shen Yushu who came up a step late, "Yunfang, what's wrong? What happened?"
"Tell her to get out, get out quickly, so that she, the unlucky star, will not get hurt again." Yang Yunfang looked at her angrily.
"Yunfang, Miss Ling's face is not good either. Don't hurt her." Shen Yushu said worriedly when she saw Yang Yunfang pulling Ling Yanyan hard.
Ling Yanyan turned her head and glanced at Shen Yushu behind her, "I don't need your hypocrisy." She ruthlessly refused to say the words from her mouth.
Feng Zhiming opened his eyes, and when he moved a little, a hot pain hit him, and he moaned softly. When Yang Yunfang and Shen Yushu walked into the ward, they saw that Feng Zhiming had woken up, but his face was still very pale.
"Son, you're awake. Do you feel uncomfortable? Mom, go find a doctor to check you." Yang Yunfang walked to the bed and said to Feng Zhiming.
Feng Zhiming shook his head and said, "Call Li Rui in." His voice was slightly hoarse.
Yang Yunfang looked at her son in confusion and nodded. As soon as Li Rui entered the ward, Yang Yunfang and Shen Yushu were invited out of the ward.
"President." Li Rui looked at his pale face and said respectfully.
Feng Zhiming looked at him and said, "Let Yanyan come in, everyone else should go back, and find Wang Xueyi and Chen Feng." His voice was calm, without any waves.
Li Rui nodded, and then handed the paternity test in his pocket to Feng Zhiming.
Feng Zhiming's face changed slightly as he looked at the content above. After a few seconds, he handed the report back to Li Rui, "You can keep this first."
Li Rui left the ward, "Miss Yanyan, the president asked you to come in." He stood in front of Ling Yanyan and said to her.
"Li Rui, what are you talking about? Why did you let this bitch in?" Yang Yunfang roared at Li Rui while trying to grab Ling Yanyan who was about to walk to the ward, but was stopped by Li Rui.
"Madam, please go back first." Li Rui stopped her.
"What do you mean, I can't even see my son?" Yang Yunfang glared at him.
Li Rui nodded slightly, "Madam, I'm sorry!"
Shen Yushu turned her head and glanced at the ward, then said to Yang Yunfang, "Yunfang, let's go back first, and come back later to see Zhi Ming."
Then she half pushed and half pulled Yang Yunfang out of the hospital.
Li Rui watched them leave before leaving.
Ling Yanyan walked into the ward, looked at Feng Zhiming lying on the bed with his eyes still closed, and walked towards him.
He stood quietly by the bed, not saying a word, just silent.
Feng Zhiming opened his eyes and looked at her, "Why don't you speak? Didn't you just keep talking?"
"Did you hear everything?" As soon as Ling Yanyan heard his voice, the tears that had been in her eyes fell down, "You're awake, you're finally awake." She whispered excitedly.
Feng Zhiming patted the place beside the bed and said, "Come over here."
Ling Yanyan listened to his words and sat down next to him.
"Why are you still so disobedient?" Feng Zhiming sighed helplessly and struggled to wipe away the tears on her face.
"How can I be disobedient? It's all you. Are you a fool? Why did you run over to block that knife? What should I do if something happens to you? I would rather die myself than take such a risk for you to live.
You are sick, have you forgotten? Wearing a hospital gown to save me, do you want me to be moved or to make me feel guilty? You are simply a nuisance! I hate you to death!" Ling Yanyan began to cry to him.
, all the worries are endlessly vented at this moment.
Feng Zhiming took her hand and held it tightly, "Am I okay now? Why are you crying!"
"Show off!" Ling Yanyan said to him displeasedly, tears dripped on the back of his hand, and then slowly slid down.
"Speaking of my ability, I wish you could give me a hug of love." Feng Zhiming raised the corners of his lips.
Ling Yanyan looked at him with misty eyes, "Are you really okay?"
"Something's wrong." Feng Zhiming said calmly.
"If something doesn't feel right, I'll go find a doctor." Ling Yanyan hurriedly wanted to run out, but he held her back.
"It's just that I can't hold you, it makes me very uncomfortable." Feng Zhiming said with an evil smile on his face.
Ling Yanyan stood one step away from him, lowering her eyes slightly and flattening her mouth, "You are still in the mood to joke, I'm worried to death."
"Okay, stay with me. This time, you really can't leave me even a step." Feng Zhiming stretched out his hand and pulled her back. The wound on his back was pulled, and he frowned in pain.
"What's wrong? Does the wound hurt?" Ling Yanyan immediately opened the thin quilt covering her body, and the white gauze showed red blood.
Feng Zhiming shook his head, "I'm fine." He reached out and touched the wound on her neck, "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt." At that time, she really forgot what pain felt like.
When the knife penetrated deep into her neck and a red blood trail flowed out, his heart ached.
"Next time, don't get hurt again." Feng Zhiming's soft tone was filled with distress.
Ling Yanyan nodded vigorously, "No! Never again!"
This time, she will firmly hold on to her own happiness and never let go!
****** Dear friends, I will update one chapter first, there are two more chapters today, I will come one by one~~Sorry!!