"Doctor, how is her injury?" As soon as the operation was over, Ji Zhanxuan immediately asked the surgeon.
He sighed, shook his head, and took off his mask, "We have tried our best..."
Masako, who was anxious and nervous at the side, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although he couldn't show a bright smile in front of Chu Zhanjin, the corner of his mouth quietly curled up into a faint smile.
"It's okay, it's okay!" Ji Zhanxuan comforted the doctor, "When will we collect the body?"
"Not dead yet! Why collect the corpse?"
"You're not dead. What do you mean you've tried your best?" If he was Ji Zhanxuan's subordinate and he was playing tricks on him like this, he would have to give him a punch.
"We have tried our best to save her life, but it is still unknown whether she can wake up!"
Feeling mixed emotions, Masako bit her lip, looking worried.
The doctor continued slowly, "However, you must be mentally prepared. There is a low chance that she will wake up, and she may be brain dead."
Ji Zhanxuan really wanted to beat up this half-talking doctor because he had to explain it in several paragraphs and with several meanings in one sentence.
Chu Zhanjin sat quietly in his wheelchair. He was silent for a long time. Finally, he smiled and said, "Ji Zhanxuan, find me the best dermatology and plastic surgeon."
"Why do you want to see a plastic surgeon?" Ji Zhanxuan was confused.
The corner of Chu Zhanjin's mouth curled up into a smile, and a trace of joy flashed in his eyes.
It seems that it won't be long before he can exchange the identities of Xiang Yimo and Xiang Rumo.
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The private plane landed steadily at the airport.
Four black Jeeps and a stretched Lincoln have been waiting at the airport for a long time.
Xiang Yimo knew that the Bonanna family's power spread all over the world, but there was no need to be so high-profile, right?
As soon as she stepped out of the cabin, the biting cold wind penetrated into her clothes. Xiang Yimo shuddered, her shoulders sank immediately, and Nangong Han forcefully took her into his arms.
After getting into the car, Xiang Yimo kept lying on the window, staring out the window. She hadn't seen him for more than ten years, and the street scene in her memory had changed drastically.
The car slowly drove onto the road around the lake, where the environment was quiet and quiet, and finally stopped in front of a villa built near the lake.
A gray-haired old man walked out of the house and walked over with a cane.
Nangong Han immediately got out of the car and helped him, "Grandpa, it's so cold outside, why did you come out!"
"You brat, do you want me to die before you come back?"
Xiang Yimo pushed open the car door and looked at the old man in surprise, "Grandpa, how is your health?"
During the holidays, when Xiang Yimo was working as a tour guide, he found an old man suffering from heat stroke. He was already in a coma. Xiang Yimo immediately pinched the man, applied cooling oil, fed him water, and fanned him. Only then did he wake up. He was almost recovered.
, Xiang Yimo went back to work immediately.
He saw Xiang Yimo clearly, but did not know her last name. It was not until he attended a dinner party a few years later that he saw Xiang Rumo, who was accompanied by her adoptive father and mother. He mistook Xiang Yimo for her and asked her to
Nangong Han married her.
It seemed that, somehow, going around and around, his relationship with her was already destined.
Shen Yenan was so happy to see Xiang Yimo that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear, "You brat, it's better for your wife to know how to care about the health of this old man like me."
A graceful-looking woman walked out of the room, with a delicate oval face and a tall figure. She wore a dignified dress and exquisite makeup. She did not deliberately wear heavy makeup and used freshness and elegance to portray her beauty.
From the moment she walked out, Shen Mengni never took her eyes away from Nangong Han. She smiled sweetly and said, "Han, long time no see."
Nangong Han nodded perfunctorily and glanced over her body lightly. He walked towards Xiang Yimo, naturally hugged her slender waist, and took her into his arms.
Shen Mengni's eyes were fixed on the hand that fell on Xiang Yimo's waist.
A year ago, the two of them still respected each other like ice, so why did they become so close all of a sudden?
Although Xiang Yimo felt the hostility from Shen Mengni, he still smiled at her generously. Her heartbeat was racing nervously now. Xiang Rumo had never told her that Nangong Han had any relatives, so now he brought her to see her. As a stranger, I hope you don’t reveal your secrets.
The best way is to keep a certain distance and never reminisce about the past when talking.
Xiang Yimo followed Nangong Han stiffly into the house. The decoration inside revealed the classical beauty of Chinese style. The screens in the corners and the landscape and ink paintings on the walls revealed the beauty of simplicity and elegance.
Nangong Han was as casual as staying at home, and started changing clothes as soon as he entered the room.
Xiang Yimo looked around. The decoration of this room was exactly the same as that of Bonanna. She was full of doubts. Aren't Nangong Han's close relatives already deceased? How could there be a grandfather?
"This grandpa, he..." She started hesitantly, trying to raise this question implicitly.
"When something happened to my dad, his best friend was also killed with him. He was Grandpa Shen's son. At that time, I escaped from death in Patrick's dragnet. It was too dangerous to stay in Italy. Grandpa Shen came and found me. I, and hid myself, escaped the persecution of Patridk!"
Is this an explanation to her?
"Oh!" Xiang Yimo responded.
"Why are you taking off your clothes there?"
"Ah?" Xiang Yimo screamed, then hugged himself with both hands and took a step back, "What do you want to do?"
Nangong Han pursed his lips, "You're overthinking it, change your clothes! You'll freeze to death if you go up the mountain wearing so little!"
"Why go up the mountain?"
"Why are you asking so many questions?" Nangong Han became impatient and threw the thickened thermal clothes and down jacket to her, "Do you want me to help you put them on?"
"No!" Xiang Yimo slipped into the bathroom holding her clothes, turned around and locked it immediately.
After getting off the plane, without taking a break, Nangong Han drove a Lamborghini straight to the top of the mountain along the winding mountain road.
"Have you not had enough after staying in the cave all night, and you still want to relive the memories?"
"I'm not Tarzan, I like to stay in the mountains and forests!"
Xiang Yimo's eyes drifted and he muttered: "That day, you were almost as good as Tarzan."