As Zuo Linfan expected, Yan Ziluo never woke up after being injured and fell into coma. The operation went smoothly. He was observed in the intensive care unit for a few days and then was sent to the general ward.
"What's going on? Isn't my sister's health okay? Why can't she wake up?" Chen Luoluo asked Yan Ziluo's doctor anxiously.
The attending doctor shook his head helplessly, "This case is very rare, there was no trauma to her brain, and the operation was completed very well."
"I think your skills are still not good enough." Chen Luoluo turned to Zuo Linfan who was aside, "Lin Fan, you are a skilled doctor, please help my sister take a look."
"Dr. Wang is also a very good doctor at Minsheng Hospital. You must trust your father's choice." Zuo Linfan said.
After Dr. Wang left, Chen Luoluo stood behind Zuo Linfan, looking with some confusion at the man who had often visited her sister since her accident, her husband.
If he cared enough about his sister, he would definitely treat her himself, and he would definitely be nervous and sad about her sister's coma, but the attitude he showed made her very confused.
Could it be that she misunderstood? The last phone call her sister made to her, she shouldn't be hostile to her sister. Her sister has always been so good to her, and everything is for her. How could her sister compete with her for a man? Even if she is left
Whatever Lin Fan has in mind, my sister will reject it.
But now it seems that Zuo Linfan doesn't seem like a man who has any thoughts about his sister.
So why does he pay so much attention to his sister?
"Luoluo, I know you have a lot of doubts in your heart," Zuo Linfan, who had his back to Chen Luoluo, could feel Luoluo's eyes staring at him.
He didn't know why he came to see the unconscious Yan Ziluo every day. He knew that Yan Ziluo would go to the Qingyuan Dynasty, but he didn't know what to do with the body left behind?
When Chu Hang borrowed Zuo Linfan's identity to wake up, Zuo Linfan had been in a car accident and had been in a coma for a year. He didn't know if the comatose Yan Ziluo would wake up one day, and who she would become when she woke up.
?
"Come on, let's go outside for a walk." Zuo Linfan stood up and said to Chen Luoluo.
The two of them walked out of the inpatient department building together and came to the small garden in the hospital.
"Luoluo, don't wait for me anymore. I don't plan to hold a wedding with you again. I will prepare the divorce agreement as soon as possible. All the property in my name will be left to you." Zuo Linfan sat down on the bench.
, said calmly.
"Do you think I want the title of Mrs. Zuo just to share your property?" Chen Luoluo sneered and sat next to Zuo Linfan, "I said I would wait, I don't care about the wedding, as long as I keep this title, right?
To me, Mrs. Zuo’s reputation is more valuable than anything else.”
"Luoluo, I'm sorry, I really can't accept other people." Zuo Linfan said.
"Are you sure that your whole life has been devoted to a dead woman?" Chen Luoluo didn't believe it. They all said that the deceased was dead, so why couldn't Zuo Linfan let go?
"Look at your sister, she is so unconscious. Can you say she is dead?" Zuo Linfan said.
"You mean that Yan'er's situation is the same as my sister's?" Chen Luoluo asked carefully about the mysterious Yan'er's situation for the first time. All along, she thought it was Zuo Linfan's past and didn't want to ask, but it looked like
She had to come without asking.
"A long time ago, I worked hard to fall in love with Yan'er, who followed me like a tail. I really fell in love with her, the kind of love that I love very much. In an accident, Yan'er was injured.
She was unconscious, and I tried every means to treat her, but she finally woke up." Zuo Linfan simply talked about Chu Hang and Luo Yan's past. He didn't want to recall it, and his heart ached every time he thought about it.
"Are you awake?" Chen Luoluo was a little surprised.
"Yes, she woke up." Zuo Linfan continued, his voice flowing, as if it had been deposited in the long river of history, "I thought we could be together happily, but one day she suddenly said that she was not the person before me.
Yan'er, she has her own life."
"So you separated?" Chen Luoluo asked. She didn't understand why Zuo Linfan couldn't let go of the woman who had abandoned him.
"She is indeed not Yan'er. The real Yan'er has not actually woken up. She is still sleeping somewhere." Zuo Linfan leaned on the bench and looked up at the sky. Therefore, in his heart, Luo Yan never died, just because
I don't believe her death, so I can't let go.
Otherwise, when he knows that Ran Hua and Ximen Hao are the most suitable, he will let go easily. If he is sure that Luo Yan is dead, he will not have any obsession anymore. He will believe that Luo Yan also wants him to live happily.
, However, Luo Yan did not die in his eyes. He could not forget her, could not abandon her, and left her alone in a corner.
"I don't understand you." Chen Luoluo was confused.
"Yan'er and I have never really been together. This is the thing I feel most sorry for Yan'er." Zuo Linfan talked to himself. This was the first time he told the memories buried in his heart.
It's like looking for a release from a relationship.
"Before, for another woman, I blamed her, angered her, and even attacked her." Zuo Linfan recalled the scenes in the past, recalling Luo Yan's forbearance and silent following of him.
"After that, despite my superb medical skills, I couldn't save her. I looked at her lying on the hospital bed, making no sound, like a sleeping beauty. I called her in her ear again and again, telling her my love for her.
My love, she has never heard me say a serious word of love to her when she was awake. I hope my love can wake her up from her deep sleep, over and over again..."
Zuo Linfan spoke slowly.
Behind the bench where they were sitting, a woman wearing a hospital gown stood silently. Her pretty short hair was blown away by the wind, and strings of tears hung on her face, quietly dripping on the grass at her feet.
.
There were many patients walking in the small garden of the hospital. Zuo Linfan was only immersed in his own story and did not pay attention to the footsteps around him, nor did he realize that there was a pair of footsteps stopping for him.
The owner of those steps stood there silently, staring at Zuo Linfan's gloomy back immersed in pain. His back was unfamiliar to her, but the story he told was so familiar.
, as familiar as her personal experience.
At this moment, with the breeze blowing by her ears, she could still hear the affectionate calls she heard faintly in her ears when she was unconscious, and she could also feel the cold tears rolling down her cheeks.
She wanted to wake up and tried to open her eyes.
But when she finally woke up, she saw unfamiliar white walls all around her.