"Wipe it!" Hearing Helianye's easily audible concern, Wenxin took two deep breaths, and then looked at him firmly, "I want to see him..."
"Well, when the doctor comes out, I will take you there!" Helianye seemed to be much more mature than the cynical young man she had seen in the past. Chi Hao glared at the two of them angrily, and then walked aside angrily.
go.
Mo Sijue was isolated in the intensive care unit. Wenxin had to put on thick protective clothing and even a mask to see him. Wenxin couldn't help but blush even before she saw him.
Eye frame.
The smell of the disinfectant inside was overpowering and pungent. Wen Wen remembered the heart transplant surgery she had done four years ago. It didn't seem to be as serious as it is now. Mosijue, is his life really in danger?
Mosijue was lying on the cold operating table with an oxygen mask on his face. He was not wearing any clothes and was only bandaged with gauze. However, the high fever caused by his wound infection has not subsided.
Even doctors are afraid, if the fever continues like this, will it burn out the body?
When warm fingers slowly grasped his hand through a thin layer of gloves, she felt his fingers move. Mo Sijue seemed to feel her arrival. He tried to open his eyes,
But in the end, it didn't work out.
"Jue, I'm sorry!" Wenxin didn't know how to face him. This stupid man, when her behavior was controlled by others, he didn't know to stay away from her?
Women are like snakes, sometimes they are docile, sometimes they can kill people!
"Okay, don't cry, Wenxin. The smell of medicine here is too strong. It's not advisable to stay for too long. Let's go out!" Helianye behind him was still urging, Wenxin just looked at him blankly and listened to his words.
The heartbeat seemed to be less vigorous than usual.
"I love you!" Her lips brushed against his chin, and warm tears just fell into Mosijue's lips. When she stood up and left, Mosijue remained motionless.
"Is his life still in danger?" After Wenxin wiped away her tears, she looked at Helianye with a begging expression. She saw him nodding heavily, "There is no way to delay it any longer. If the bullet is taken out by force,
, there is a half chance that he will become a valuable person, Wenxin, can you hold on?"
"I can, I can, I will guard him. As long as he doesn't open his eyes for a day, I won't leave!"
Wen Xin's big, flashing eyes were full of determination. She had never done anything for Mo Sijue. This time, she wanted to be by his side seriously.
Four years ago, she almost couldn't wake up after taking the antidote prepared by Hidden Dragon for her. Mo Sijue said that he believed there would be miracles in this world, and it was the warmth that made him believe it.
She, too, is willing to believe that Mo Sijue will bring her a miracle again!
"Okay, with your words, I feel that everything Si Jue has done for you is worth it!" Helianye squeezed her shoulders, as if to give her courage.
The bullet was finally taken out, even though this was an extremely risky method, it was a much better blow than Mosijue lying on the operating table in a dazed state of mind.
If he hasn't woken up after the three-day observation period, he may lie there for the rest of his life!
When Mosijue was pushed out of the operating room, everyone looked at Wen Xin, but she did not cry or flinch.
Isn't he still alive?
As long as you are alive, there is hope!
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Wen Wen held a bouquet of tulips in his hand and went to Yin Zhenghao's cemetery. Regarding his regrets before his death, Wen Wen always felt unfilial. Yin Zhenghao had always felt guilty for her, so when he lost Yin Tianqing, he never blamed her with a word of reproach.
Instead, he loved her and pampered her even more.
"Dad, I'm here to see you!" Wenxin placed Qianhui's favorite bouquet of flowers in front of his grave. Looking at the kindly smiling old man in the photo, she also smiled softly.
This is the power of family affection, the feeling that blood is thicker than water!
"You must have met your mother now, right? Dad, I'm sorry, my daughter is unfilial!"
Warmly caressing the clear facial features in the photo, time seemed to go back to when she was fifteen years old. She was rigorous and unsmiling when she first met him, and she only showed affection when facing Yin Yunxuan.
Look, it turns out that that position has always belonged to her!
Wenxin went to see Wen Suxin again. Although it was Mo Sijue's manslaughter that led to her tragic death, Wen Suxin was not an ordinary stranger to her. She raised her and brought her into the Yin family.
As fate would have it, the relationship between her and Mo Sijue started with Mo Keke and ended with Yin Tianqing, and now they are burdened with Wen Suxin!
If Wen Xin knew that Wen Suxin was still thinking of her until the moment she died and felt that she was indebted to her, maybe she would feel very good.
Yin Yunxuan has really changed. When Wenxin saw her, she was wearing simple clothes and her hair was cut very short. The house where she and Wen Suxin lived a long time ago was neither a luxury villa nor a brand-name sports car.
Yin Yunxuan had a faint smile on her face and was doing a hard low-level job, but there was no shadow of her past pride on her body.
Wen Xin did not appear, but stood in the dark and glanced at her secretly. She was now a waiter in the restaurant. This was good. If they had been in the right position at the beginning, maybe their life would be better now.
It's normal for her.
Ziqian was brought back by her. Wenxin heard from the director of the orphanage that Ziqian was very stubborn and refused to leave with Yin Yunxuan. She stood there for a long time. She was not a good daughter or a good mother, but when
When she repented and tried to make amends, she had already lost the qualifications to be a daughter, but she wanted to do her best to enrich this child, because Ziqian was her only relative in the world!
It was already dark when Wen Xin returned to the hospital, and it had been two days. She did not deliberately watch over Mo Sijue, because the result was no longer important to her.
She leaned tiredly against the door of the ward. Through a door, she looked at the man lying inside through the glass window. To her, these three days seemed as long as a century.
She looked down at her clean fingers and didn't put the ring on.
The dark night gradually slipped away. Wenxin did not turn on the lights, but walked in through the dim yellow moonlight. It seemed that just listening to his meager breathing made her very satisfied.
"Jue, you must not be willing to leave me and Nuan Nuan, right?" Wen Nuan lay beside his bed, tracing his outline with her fingers.