Ling Yanyan looked at Ji Yunjun's back bleeding continuously, and held Feng Zhiming's hand tightly with her small hands, "Zhiming, what should I do? He has lost a lot of blood."
Feng Zhiming could clearly feel Ling Yanyan's whole body trembling, "Yanyan, he will be fine."
"But, there's a lot of blood..." Ling Yanyan's little hand touched the wound, and her hand was instantly stained with red.
"Madam, don't worry, the ambulance will be here soon." Li Rui said to her, while Ji Xiaofei said nothing and just stood quietly, staring at Ji Yunjun.
At the Municipal Hospital, three ambulances drove into the hospital one after another. Ling Yanyan looked at Fu Weikang and Fu Nina covered in blood on the two recliners behind her. Her whole body went limp and she fell into a coma. Feng Zhiming hugged her.
She also sent her to the emergency room.
"Sir, you go out first, we have to treat the patient's wound." The doctor looked helpless when Feng Zhiming insisted on breaking into the emergency room but was unwilling to go out.
"You treat yourselves, I'll stay with her here." Feng Zhiming was still standing by the bed, holding her small hand tightly with his big hand.
In the end, the doctor had no choice but to let Feng Zhiming stay in the emergency room. He treated the wound on her forehead and wrapped it with gauze.
"When will Yanyan wake up? Is the wound serious?" Feng Zhiming looked at Ling Yanyan's face, which was pale and without any blood.
"It's nothing serious. I just need a good rest and I have a slight fever." The doctor explained, "Now let's move to the ward."
As soon as Feng Zhiming walked out of the emergency room and accompanied Ling Yanyan to the advanced ward, Li Rui came over and said, "President."
"What's wrong?" Feng Zhiming walked out of the ward and gently closed the door.
"Fu Nina was not rescued." Li Rui's voice was very calm, "Fu Weikang became a vegetative state."
Feng Zhiming just nodded, "Okay, I understand, why don't you go see how Ji Yunjun is doing?"
After finishing speaking, he walked back to the ward.
He sat down by the bed and looked at her frowning. Although she had taken a fever-reducing injection, she was still a little hot, "Zhi Ming, Zhi Ming," Ling Yanyan kept murmuring.
"Yanyan, I'm here." Feng Zhiming reached out and held her little hand, and touched her hot cheek with his other hand.
Ling Yanyan opened her eyes and looked at Feng Zhiming, "Is Ji Yunjun okay?" she asked in a hoarse voice.
Feng Zhiming looked at her and said softly, "You should have a good rest first, and don't think too much about anything else." Because he didn't know what Ji Yunjun was like now.
"No! I have to go see him." Ling Yanyan said and struggled to get up.
"Yanyan!" Feng Zhiming wanted to hold her, but Ling Yanyan had already landed on one foot, and her other hand was held by Feng Zhiming.
Ling Yanyan stood in front of Feng Zhiming, "Let me go and see him, okay? It's all because of me that he got hurt. I'm afraid that if he..."
"Nothing will happen." Feng Zhiming said to her.
"But, he lost a lot of blood." Thinking of the scene just now, Ling Yanyan's heart still trembled.
Feng Zhiming looked at her, nodded, took a coat and put it on her body, then picked her up around the waist, walked to the operating room, and sat down on a bench nearby.
"Madam, you're awake." Li Rui nodded towards Ling Yanyan.
"Is the operation still going on?" Ling Yanyan looked at the red warning light that was still on. It had been a long time, right?
Feng Zhiming and Li Rui did not answer. They remained silent until the doctor came out, hoping that he would be fine.
Half an hour later, the lights in the operating room went out and the doctor came out. Ling Yanyan stood up from Feng Zhiming's arms and asked, "Doctor, how is he? Is there anything wrong with him?"
"The patient's bleeding has stopped. The wound is very deep. I'm afraid he will need to rest for a while." The doctor said to Ling Yanyan.
Ling Yanyan nodded, "Okay, thank you doctor." Then she turned around and looked at Feng Zhiming, "He's fine, he's fine."
"Okay, now, it's time for you to go back to the ward and rest?" Feng Zhiming couldn't help but taste the unconcealed joy on Ling Yanyan's face after hearing that Ji Yunjun was fine.
Ling Yanyan watched Ba being pushed out of the operating room on the hospital bed and turned to Ji Yunjun in the general ward, then she nodded and let Feng Zhiming carry her back to the high-end ward on the top floor.
"Okay, let's sleep for a while." Feng Zhiming's voice lost its original gentleness and was filled with obvious displeasure.
Ling Yanyan just glanced at him, closed her eyes tiredly, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Feng Zhiming listened to Ling Yanyan's even breathing, sighed helplessly, walked to the bed, and gently touched the gauze on her forehead, "Yanyan, fortunately you are okay." He really said
It was hard to imagine what would happen if the fruit knife penetrated her thin body. He was really scared.
However, what he didn't expect was that when he was about to step forward to take the knife for Ling Yanyan, Ji Yunjun pushed him away hard, and his body met the knife.
And what he said before he fainted was a provocation to him? In that case, he still said such a sentence.
Feng Zhiming had always been by Ling Yanyan's side. Not long after, Yang Yunfang took Yiyi to the hospital, "Zhiming, is Yanyan okay? How could such a thing happen?" Regarding this matter, she also learned from Li Rui
I got the general idea there.
"Yanyan is fine." Feng Zhiming said calmly, but Ling Yanyan was still sleeping deeply.
Yang Yunfang nodded, "Then I'll stay with her for a while, why don't you take Yiyi back first."
"No, Yiyi wants to stay here with mommy." Yiyi sat on the chair beside the bed, unwilling to leave.
"Mom, it's okay. I'd better stay with Yanyan. It's already very late now, so just go back! Come back tomorrow." Feng Zhiming saw that it was already getting late, "Let Rui take you back! Yiyi
Be good, go home with grandma first, and then come see mommy tomorrow, okay?"
Yiyi nodded and walked out of the ward with Yang Yunfang.
Feng Zhiming sat beside the bed and stayed with Ling Yanyan the whole night. It was not until the sky gradually grew brighter that he lay down beside the bed and fell asleep.
Ling Yanyan opened her eyes. Except for the pain in her forehead, it was nothing serious. Looking at Feng Zhiming, who was sleeping beside the bed, she stretched out her small hand to touch his face, and then slowly moved her body to think.
About to get out of bed, Feng Zhiming woke up and said, "Yanyan."
"You're awake!" Ling Yanyan sat up and looked at the tiredness in his eyes.
"Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Feng Zhiming raised his hand and touched her cheek, "Well, it's okay, it's not that hot anymore."
Ling Yanyan held his hand and asked, "Would you like to sleep for a while?" Her little body moved back to make room for him.
Feng Zhiming took off his shoes, lay down on the hospital bed, and held her in his arms. "Well, I'm a little sleepy." His long arms held her tightly in his arms, and then covered her with a quilt to prevent her from catching a cold.
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Ling Yanyan leaned in his arms, listened to his breathing, and touched his face with her small hands, "Zhiming, I will never leave you again." She wanted to live happily with him forever.
Until the end of time.
And when she thought of Ji Yunjun, she could only say thank you and sorry to him! Because she couldn't give him anything he wanted.