I saw Luo Xia holding someone in her arms, and her eyes were unfocused, and her face was full of despair. My heart ached. Her expression was only seen when he first met her that year, and she has always been there since.
He is brave and resolute.
Even in those misty years, she had never been so fragile. At this time, she was like a glass doll, which seemed to break at the touch of a touch. Looking closely at the man with closed eyes, she couldn't help but sigh, Nie Yunfeng really was the most important person in her life.
The only thing that happened was that even if she had forgotten it, she had not forgotten her love for him.
He only met Nie Yunfeng once and was deeply impressed by him. But at this time, his dark and deep eyes were closed, his face was extremely pale, and his majestic and oppressive aura was completely gone. If it weren't for the rise and fall of his chest,
I thought I might not be breathing.
He walked to Luo Xia and wanted to take the person from her arms. This required first aid.
But she felt as if she suddenly realized that her baby had been taken away from her. She hugged the person in her arms tightly with her fingers, biting her lip with her teeth. She couldn't distinguish the person clearly. Until Mo Jinghan leaned over and whispered in her ear.
Saying: "Summer, let go, it's me, Jinghan, he needs to go to the hospital."
She turned her eyes to look at him blankly. It took her a while to recognize the person in front of her, and immediately shouted: "Jinghan, hurry up, hurry up..."
But I couldn't utter another word.
Mo Jinghan bent down and picked up Nie Yunfeng, and walked out. After taking two steps, he realized that she had not followed him, so he reminded her loudly: "Summer, follow me." He couldn't trust her to be alone with her like this.
What's more, Nie Yunfeng's condition is unknown. If she is left alone, she doesn't know how to think wildly.
The car was going very fast. Mo Jinghan frowned and glanced at the rearview mirror. Luo Xia and Nie Yunfeng were in the back seat. She kept holding his head and refused to let go, but she couldn't stop trembling all over. Under this emotion
, and it was impossible to ask what happened to them in the house, but seeing that Nie Yunfeng had no injuries on his body, it should not be too serious. Luo Xia's situation is actually a psychological problem. She is afraid that tragedy will happen again.
, especially the man she loves most even if she doesn't want to admit it.
He rushed to the hospital in a hurry, because it was late at night, and the expert doctors had already gone off work, leaving only the doctor on duty. After calling the emergency room, Nie Yunfeng was pushed into the examination room. The door was mercilessly closed, blocking their view of the visit.
Able to wait outside the door.
Mo Jinghan turned around to look. Luo Xia was looking at the door infatuatedly, not knowing what he was thinking. He couldn't help but stepped forward to take her into his arms, feeling her trembling, and patted her gently.
He put his hand on her back to soothe her tense nerves and said in a soft voice: "Summer, relax your body and don't think wildly in your mind. He will be fine."
As if feeling his familiar aura, Luo Xia leaned lightly on his shoulder and relaxed. After a while, she asked softly: "Jinghan, did I do something wrong?"
"You are right, it is fate that is wrong."
She closed her eyes. Yes, it was fate that was wrong. She and Nie Yunfeng had missed a lot. It was fate that played tricks on people.
Half an hour later, the doctor on duty walked out of the examination room. Behind him was a nurse pushing a hospital bed. Nie Yunfeng was lying on it, with an intravenous drip already started on his arm. The two of them approached him, but before they even asked, the doctor frowned and his expression changed.
Very bad: "You are so careless, your stomach is like that, you drink irritating drinks, and even take painkillers indiscriminately, which almost overwhelms the symptoms. Do you want to have another gastric perforation surgery?"
Luo Xia was stunned. Gastric perforation?
Mo Jinghan caught the key words from the doctor's words and asked: "Doctor, do you mean he has had surgery before?"
The doctor was a little surprised by the two people's reactions: "Aren't you the patient's family members?"
Mo Jinghan pondered for a moment and then said: "We are his friends. We have just returned to China. We don't know much about his previous affairs. I'm sorry. Can you tell us what is going on with him now?"
After hearing what he said, the doctor's face became slightly better, "It's okay for the time being. He has been ill for a long time. It was initially caused by long-term mental depression. Later, he didn't pay attention to the current bad condition. Remember, don't let him get sick in the future.
Drink alcohol or irritating drinks. If you feel pain, seek medical attention immediately. Do not take random painkillers. He is allergic to these drugs. The coma is caused by inflammation that leads to high body temperature. He is now on an intravenous drip."
When talking about this, the doctor changed his tone again: "If you don't pay attention, the tumor on his stomach may spread." He seemed not to realize that he had dropped a bomb. Maybe he was used to birth, aging, illness and death.
So I ignored the shocked looks of the two stiff people, packed up my tools and turned around to leave.
The nurse dutifully pushed the bed into the ward, and then told her to call her after the IV drip was finished. It was already past two o'clock in the night.
Luo Xia stood by the bed and looked at Nie Yunfeng's sleepy face, feeling numb in her heart.
After Mo Jinghan completed all the hospitalization procedures and other matters, he returned to the ward. As soon as he stood still, he heard Luo Xia say to him: "Jinghan, you go back first. You are tired after a long night. Xiaowei is still
Waiting for you at home."
"Can you do it alone?" he asked worriedly. Looking at her appearance, her face was even paler than the person on the bed. Thinking of the doctor's last words just now, even he could hear her heartbreaking cry while standing next to her.
Sound.
She smiled slightly and nodded.
After Mo Jinghan left, she pulled up a chair and sat on the side of the bed. In fact, there was a hospital bed next to the nurse's bed, and the beds were all empty, but she couldn't lie down. Many words kept turning in her mind, like they were holding her back.
Like a line of bombs, they may explode at any time.
Under the dim night light in the ward, she realized that Nie Yunfeng's face was as pale as paper. How come she hadn't seen his illness before? Even after saying those words, she wrongly accused him of deliberately pretending to be sick and trying to break into the room.
With his eyes closed like this, his long eyebrows looked darker and darker, so shockingly black that they seemed to be the only color left on his haggard face.
Perhaps her heart was too shocked. At this moment, she felt that she was standing in front of his hospital bed, but her soul seemed to have drifted out of her body, numbly watching his sleep and her own stiffness.
His sleeping face was thinner and weaker than anyone she had ever seen, and he was no longer as handsome as before. She thought strangely, how could this happen? He was once the unbearable love in her life, but now he
Lying here. She thought they could spend many more years, but the doctor told her that he had a tumor on his stomach.
Apparently a second ago, he was hugging her tightly and forcing her to kiss her.
It was obvious that after seeing her come back, he silently put all his affection in front of her. His back looked aloof, upright and lonely.
After being at a loss for a long time, Luo Xia felt as if someone had suddenly set a fire in his heart, burning silently. This was a feeling he had never felt before, and an irrationality he had never felt before.
She thought coldly: This is Nie Yunfeng.
At that time, Brother Feng, who was well-known in the black market, thought it was for her own good and made a deal with Lu Cheng to send her abroad, but he went to hell. For his ideal, he sacrificed everything and gave up everything, including theirs.
like.
This is Nie Yunfeng, the Nie Yunfeng who survived a narrow escape, the Nie Yunfeng who had nothing.
But how could it be him?
If he dies, she will have a narrow escape, and she will be the one with nothing!
I was seventeen when I met him, and eighteen when I fell in love with him. They say young people are ignorant of love, but with her, it was a done deal long ago, and she would never be able to turn over again. She had loved him for so many years, silently and alone.
So many years! She was so unwilling to forgive him and accept him.
But if he dies, what's the point of her reluctance?
Nie Yunfeng, how can you really leave me alone? If you have that tumor, with your character, how can you be willing to make me so heartbroken? Shouldn't you stay away from me? Are you lying to me? If it is a deception, then I
I also admitted it.
The doctor's passionate words and indifferent attitude are still in front of him, so how can they be false?
She thought painfully and angrily that she still loved him and could leave him, but how could she bear his death? She really wanted to shake him awake, yell at him, accuse him. However, all her voices were hoarse.
I couldn't spit out a word from my throat.
Those reluctances, longings and resentments all withered into ashes in her heart as he lay so lifeless in front of her.
Only silence is irreversible deep love.
When she closed her eyes, that was the scene: she was lying on a strange, narrow bed, looking at the dim light above her head, feeling the loss of life, feeling painful and desperate. She immediately drove away this scene, leaned down in front of the bed, and pulled him up.
The hand inserting the intravenous drip was buried in his palm, letting the tears flow freely.
But she didn't see any eyes. When she buried them in her palms, she stared quietly. There was pain, unbearability, and perseverance in her eyes. Nie Yunfeng's heart felt like a knife piercing her heart. Even if others fell into a coma, their consciousness was still there. He heard those voices, and even more
He had woken up before entering the examination room. But because he remembered her previous rejection of him, he suddenly felt a little discouraged. When facing those medical instruments to examine him, he sadly thought about whether she would die from the pain.
Some heartache?
But how can he really die from pain? It's just a fantasy. The sudden coma was due to the doctor's considerations, but more of it was due to the heavy mental load. I don't know what he was thinking at that time.
While he was checking, an idea suddenly came to him.
He asked the doctor on duty to exaggerate his condition, but the doctor refused. However, as long as people in this world have the value of bribery, they will also have weaknesses. He has been in the dark world, and naturally he is well versed in all kinds of it.
means.
I personally heard the doctor say indifferently that he had a tumor on his stomach, whether it was minor or serious. He didn't even mention whether it was early stage or late stage. He didn't say that his life was in danger. He didn't say that he was in good health and it was just what he wanted.
.
But now that he saw Luo Xia in such grief, apart from his guilty conscience, he began to regret this wrong decision. Even if he really wanted to use the bitter meat trick to win her back, would it have been too harsh? But the deal was already done and the lie was revealed.
He couldn't change it anymore, so he had to bite the bullet and continue acting.
Close your eyes, let your thoughts stay in the touch, and feel the tears running across your hand. My heart is both painful and happy. I feel Luo Xia's love for him, which has not faded a bit, even if time and space pass by, they are still there
In each place, we still love each other deeply. This may be called tenacity.
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I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I can be in front of you.