"Okay, I'll do it right now." Du Zhibin lowered his head and responded, then turned around and left the study in a cool manner.
Before Nangong Ling could think about what was going to happen next, the servant was so anxious that he forgot to knock on the door, opened the study door and ran in: "Miss is awake, Miss is awake..."
Nangong Ling pushed away the servant and ran towards the bedroom. He had never been so flustered. It seems that love can really make people forget everything.
Opening the door, Jiang Xiyan was still lying on the bed, but at this time, her eyes had been opened, and all the memories had not returned to her mind. The tearing pain made Jiang Xiyan even more delicate and shouted softly:
"Ah...it hurts so much, Yueyue, Yueyue..."
The low voice reached Nangong Ling's ears, and he walked a few steps to the bed, stretched out his big palm, and held Jiang Xiyan's small, cold hands in his palm: "Xie'er
, Xier, I am Ling..."
Seeing this situation, the servants nearby withdrew one by one. In their eyes, Nangong Ling had never been so gentle, and Jiang Xiyan must be his weakness.
All the memories in my mind came back after a moment of pause, including the car accident, and the thought of Jiang Ziyue when he was dying.
"Am I still alive?" Jiang Xiyan knew that she was still alive in this dimension, but she still couldn't help but want to know the answer.
"Of course you are still alive. Without my permission, the King of Hell would not dare to accept you." Nangong Ling's domineering look and his cold voice made people shiver and arouse a sense of admiration from the bottom of their hearts.
These words made Jiang Xiyan's heart beat, and the pain in her body eased a little. When she felt the warm palm, she wanted to pull it out, but Nangong Ling held it tighter: "Ah... my face
It hurts so much, will it disfigure my face..."
When Jiang Xiyan wanted to reach out and touch her cheek, she found that she couldn't lift her right arm. Instead, the pulling feeling made her more painful. She began to feel a little scared. She could live without anything, but she couldn't.
She has no face and no arms. She still has to appear in front of everyone and use her hands to support Jiang Ziyue.
He looked at Nangong Ling with horrified eyes, and his hands tightened unconsciously.
"Don't worry, you won't be disfigured and your arm will be fine. You can rest assured these days to recuperate." Nangong Ling held her hand, knowing that she was scared, and he, who was always not good at words, didn't know what to say.
Comfort Jiang Xiyan now.
Jiang Xiyan felt a little relieved and felt the warmth in Nangong Ling's palm. After being alone for such a long time, she also wanted to enjoy the safety of being protected under this powerful halo.
"I'm sorry for causing you trouble again." Jiang Xiyan endured the pain in her body and thought of the car accident. If she had not forgotten it, she was thinking of Jiang Ziyue and Nangong Ling, the man who occupied her entire life.
Nangong Ling's thumb repeatedly rubbed the back of Jiang Xiyan's hand. How could he not feel sorry for Jiang Xiyan like this: "It's my fault. I shouldn't have answered your call. I will never do it again."
Tears fell from Jiang Xiyan's eyes. When she was in coma, she heard the words "a family of three will always be together." Although she had not heard Nangong Ling's confession, his words now really moved her.
"Well, from now on, as long as it is my call, you will answer it, and you are not allowed to hang up my phone for no reason..." A woman can always act coquettishly in front of her lover, and Jiang Xiyan is no exception.
Nangong Ling smiled, never knowing that a woman could be so coquettish. Sometimes Jiang Xiyan could give him a feeling of strength, and sometimes she could give him a delicate beauty: "Okay."
The two looked at each other and smiled, and all their love and resentment ended at this moment.
"Mommy, are you awake?" Jiang Ziyue opened the door and ran to Jiang Xiyan in home clothes. After all, she was just a child. Seeing such a scene, tears still flowed down: "Didn't you say no?
Will it be hurt? Didn’t you say you would protect Sarah? How could you make such a mistake?..."
The tears that Jiang Xiyan had just wiped welled up again. She wanted to hug Jiang Ziyue, but unfortunately her body could not move yet. She could only reach out and hold Jiang Ziyue's little hand: "It's mommy's fault. I won't do it again."
If you are injured, mommy must protect Yueyue and take care of Yueyue."
Nangong Ling stepped forward and held Jiang Ziyue in his arms. You can imagine how a mother and daughter spent their days wandering outside. Listening to their conversation, you can imagine: "Yueyue, Mommy just woke up, and the injuries on her body must be still there."
It hurts, you have to learn to take care of mommy these days, do you understand?"
Jiang Ziyue nodded, she was already a big child, she could take care of her mother.
At this time, the servant came over and told Nangong Ling that dinner was ready, and then took Jiang Ziyue downstairs to eat.
Jiang Xiyan blushed slightly when she saw that Nangong Ling didn't go out. It felt like a family, but she couldn't keep possessing him selfishly: "You can also go downstairs to dine."
"Let the servant bring it over later, and I'll feed you some light porridge." Nangong Ling's words that he couldn't refuse also made Jiang Xiyan shut her mouth.
In the villa, Jiang Xiyan was either sleeping in bed or basking in the sun in the back garden all day long. Such days made her a little uncomfortable. She hadn't stopped to rest like this for a long time. Fortunately, Jiang Ziyue happened to be by her side.
The scars on her face have also scabbed. I don’t know what kind of medicine Nangong Ling asked Guo Zijie to get. It is cool and effective when rubbed on her face. I believe it won’t take long for her to return to her original appearance.
It's just that she can't move her right shoulder casually now. It will hurt her muscles and bones for a hundred days. It seems that she can only stop working with her right hand temporarily.
Sitting on a wicker chair, with green vines wrapped around her head, the sun shines through the green vines and shines a little gentle sunlight on Jiang Xiyan's body. Not far away, Jiang Ziyue is feeding small fish by the artificial river.
A smile spread on Jiang Xiyan's face, and she took advantage of this moment to get along well with Jiang Ziyue.
The cell phone on the table rang. Jiang Xiyan sat up and took out the cell phone from the stone table. Wen Weichen's name on it made her a little worried. It was already several days beyond the original planned departure date. After the car accident, she
I haven't met Wen Weichen yet, so I don't know if he will blame himself.
As soon as the phone was connected, Wen Weichen's concerned words came from the other side: "Yanyan, are you feeling better? I haven't seen you for such a long time. I miss you so much, but Nangong Ling protects you so well that I have no chance."
Enter the villa."
"It's much better, but I still can't move my shoulders. I have to rest for a while." For Wen Weichen, Jiang Xiyan will always be full of guilt. Without her presence in the UK for five years, I believe Wen Weichen would have had his own happy family.