How could she have internal power in her body? Yan Zhi's eyes darkened as he checked Sijin's pulse, and sure enough, he could detect a strong internal power, even stronger than his.
His heart suddenly shrank. Could it be that her father had passed the skill on to her?
Yan Zhen couldn't breathe in his heart. The old man actually passed all his skills to Sijin. He really never mentioned it to himself. His heart suddenly became heavy. After all, he was an unfilial son, but he was lucky that the old man saved Sijin.
The anger originally concealed by the old man was driven away by gratitude.
Yimo and Yanze stayed for a while and then left the hospital.
Yan Zhen sat dejectedly on the sofa, with his legs crossed and his fingers clasped together. His eyes fell quietly on the bed, as if he was trying to hold back something, and his whole face looked even sharper because of despair.
I don't know how long it took before Jinbai and Xingan pushed the door open and entered.
Xin Gan looked at Yan Zhen, who was sitting on the sofa in a daze with a calm face, and was a little scared, leaning against the wall and not getting closer.
Jin Bai walked up to Yan Zhen with heavy steps, "Are you okay?" He said, "Everyone chose to hide you for your own good. You also knew your situation at the time, and we were afraid that you would be irritated.
If you feel unhappy in your heart, you just have to say how you want to vent it."
Yan Zhi didn't speak for a while.
"Brother, Sister Sijin will be fine." Xingan pressed her head against the wall and couldn't help but want to comfort her.
"I'm fine." Yan Zhi waved his hand: "You all go out and leave me alone."
Unspeakable bitterness lingered in his heart, but he couldn't blame anyone, and he even wanted to thank his father for saving Sijin's life. It was him who failed to protect her. Not only did he fail to protect her, but he also asked her to protect him at the last moment. He
Looking back now, I realized that when Sijin finally married her, she must have made up her mind. She single-handedly saved both of their lives, at the cost of being bedridden forever.
He clenched his fists, it didn't matter, as long as she lived, he never expected anything extravagantly, if both of them could come back alive, what else could he complain about?
Even if she is bedridden for the rest of her life, she is still his devoted wife.
"Then you should be more open-minded." Jin Bai thought for a moment, patted his back, pulled Xinzi away, and closed the door for him.
"Why did you pull me out? What should I do if my brother has something to do?" Xingan shook off Jinbai's hand when he walked out of the door. Jinbai blocked the door with his body to prevent Xingan from entering: "Let him be alone for a while."
Tears are not what a man should have, they will only expose his fragility and weakness and create opportunities for others to defeat him.
However, in the quiet ward, Yan Zhen couldn't help but shed a tear from the corner of his eyes. It was just one drop, not much, but it exuded a strong light of helplessness and despair. It flowed down his evil face at the slowest speed.
, slipped silently.
For the first time, he realized that it was a luxury to see the woman he loved open her eyes and look at him.
The memories about her in my mind are like a giant picture scroll, from childhood to adulthood, some are happy or sad, some are angry, some are crazy, some are crazy, some are crazy, all kinds of things are going through my mind, and I didn't expect that it would take three whole days to start to rewind.
All movies have finished playing.
Those intermittent memories, either fuzzy or clear, I had never noticed in the past. After combing through them, I found that they were unforgettable deep in my heart. Yan Zhen was lying next to Si Jin, looking at her sideways and smelling her body quietly.