2259. Chapter 2258 You haven't seen Yan's child yet
Chapter 2258 You haven’t seen Yan’s child yet
But she also knew that Jian Yuxi, who had been confused for so long, suddenly regained consciousness, which was a bit like a comeback.
The high-end VIP ward next to the wall is decorated in a simple and elegant way. The sunlight penetrates through the elegant glass window. The moment it passes through the glass, it pours out thousands of miles, coating most of the room with a light golden halo.
Jian Yuxi was lying on the hospital bed, her face pale and bloodless, and her eyes were a little dazed.
The light that brought warmth to the ward did not add any vitality to him.
The few words that flashed through Xia Yucheng's mind while sitting on the edge of the bed were flashbacks.
"Mom, close your eyes and take a rest. Don't be too tired." Xia Mingyou, who was sitting on the chair, took Jian Yuxi's skinny hand and shook it hard.
The hand was very weak, like a branch about to lose its vitality.
"Mingyou, Chengcheng, I'm afraid..."
"Mom, don't say that. You haven't seen Yan's child yet...don't say such things..." Xia Yucheng choked and wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand.
Jian Yuxi slowly turned her head, her cloudy and dull eyes rolling in her wrinkled eye sockets.
Looking at Xia Yucheng's delicate face, watching her wiping away tears, she opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but her voice was unclear.
"Chengcheng, I'm sorry!"
"Mom..." This apology actually aroused the great sadness buried in Xia Yucheng's heart, and she burst into tears in an instant.
Just three words, but it is Xia Yucheng's misplaced life.
And this kind of dislocation in life was exactly what Jian Yuxi brought to her.
"Chengcheng! Don't cry..." Jian Yuxi wanted to help her wipe away her tears, but Xia Yucheng concentrated on her and held her hand.
"Mom, stop saying these things that make me sad, live a good life, and live well." Xia Yucheng lowered her head, tears falling on the back of Jian Yuxi's hand.
"Mingyou, Chengcheng, I'm so lucky. Because of you. People live by luck. I'm afraid I'll run out of luck."
Xia Mingyou suppressed the huge grief in his heart and tried to smile, "What did you say? Aren't you a good person? Don't scare your son and daughter. We are old and don't need to be scared."
A smile appeared on Jian Yuxi's wrinkled face, but what hit her heart was sadness, reluctance, sadness, and sadness...
"I really can't bear to leave you..." She sighed.
Xia Yucheng's eyes were red, she bent down and buried her face in Jian Yuxi's palm, "Mom, mom..."
Her heartache was unbearable. Since Fujiwara-ka's death, she had never experienced the pain of separation or death.
But now, she couldn't cry, her heart felt like it had been delayed, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't breathe.
"I'm sorry, Chengcheng..." Jian Yuxi broke away from Xia Mingyou's hand and stroked Xia Yucheng's hair with her skinny fingers, "Silly boy, you are already a grandmother, are you still crying?"
"Can't a daughter cry in front of her mother?" Xia Yucheng lay in front of her and said softly.
"Yes, of course..." Jian Yuxi hugged Xia Yucheng's back and slowly recalled in her limited memory, "I remember when you were two years old, you had a high fever one night and felt uncomfortable. I carried
I took you to the hospital. I was so scared that my daughter's brain would be burned out. I cried and begged the doctor to cure you. You were crying in my arms. Don't give me injections or take medicine.