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Chapter 150 The helplessness behind the third chapter!Seeing that he could no longer hide it, Mo Wan frowned tightly, so he gritted his teeth and said slowly

"Sister Zuo Lan was undergoing surgery today, and the doctor in charge said that the car accident was too serious. It broke Sister Zuo Lan's uterus, causing massive bleeding. If the uterus is not completely removed, she will die of bleeding, so I have to..."

The following words were indeed a bit irritating to the woman, so she didn't continue talking.

However, the meaning expressed in this sentence is enough for Zuo Lan to hear clearly...

Zuo Lan's whole body trembled violently, her cheeks were paler than ever before, slowly...slowly trying to lift her legs up little by little——

However, the final result made her face paler than paper, and at the same time, her body trembled more and more.

No matter... no matter how much strength she used...but her legs didn't even move...

Seeing this, Mo Wan felt distressed and sour in his heart, and comforted bitterly; "Sister Zuo Lan, the doctor said that the nerves in your legs were not damaged, but the impact was too severe, so you lost feeling in your legs, but The possibility of standing up is still very high..."

Without words, Zuo Lan's face was still as pale as paper, her eyes were a little wandering and empty, and she couldn't see clearly what was going on in her heart.

"Sister Zuo Lan, as long as you have confidence and are willing to do rehabilitation, you will definitely stand up!" Mo Wan was full of confidence in her.

She is such a beautiful and proud woman, God will not be willing to treat her like this!

outside the ward.

Hearing Pei Yifeng's loud voice, Pei Yihuan's straight brows slightly frowned, his thin lips moved, and he scolded coldly; "Yifeng!"

Glancing at the second brother, Pei Yifeng restrained himself and swallowed the words that came to his mouth abruptly!Sister Zuo Lan just woke up and really can't be stimulated anymore!

"You didn't lie to me?" Pei Yiyou narrowed her narrow peachy eyes and asked slowly.

"Lying to you? Don't you find it ridiculous?" Pei Yifeng stared at his elder brother sarcastically; "Being the most famous painter in the world, hum, don't you find it disgusting?"

Hearing this, the heartache in Pei Yiyou's heart was washed away, and he said coldly; "Why do you have such a big opinion? Do you mean that I caused her to have a car accident? Or do I want her to have a car accident? "

Stepping forward, he slapped Pei Yiyou fiercely on the face again, Pei Yifeng gasped violently; "How could I have a big brother like you!"

"So you don't want to see me so much! It seems that my status in Pei's family is nothing more than that! As a big brother! But you treat me like this!" Pei Yiyou leaned against the wall, and said slowly, sarcastically.

Obviously he is the eldest son of the Pei family, but the old man gave Pei Yihuan the most shares in the Pei consortium!

He is the eldest brother in Pei's family!But all the brothers obeyed Pei Yihuan's words!Even his own brother treats him like this!

Is he still a member of the Pei family?

Anger boiled in his heart again, Pei Yifeng gritted his teeth tightly, and when he was about to rush up again, he was stopped by Pei Yihuan; "Yifeng, let's go!"

After all, Sister Zuo Lan was still lying on the hospital bed like that, if she continued to make noise, she might wake her up, so she stopped, Pei Yifeng followed Pei Yihuan and left.

Pei Yijing, who had been silent all this time, said lightly when he passed by Pei Yiyou's side; "Brother, you really went too far this time..."

After finishing the words, he also left, and Pei Yiyou was the only one left in the long and quiet corridor.

"Do you really like Pei Yihuan that much in your heart?" After a long time, he squeezed out the words from his lips, with a sinister look on his face.

Turning around, Pei Yiyou's eyes fell on the door of the ward, he moved his footsteps, and then walked in.

Seeing Pei Yiyou walk in, although Mo Wan disliked him very much, she had no right to stop him from visiting.

"Is your body better?" He looked at Zuo Lan on the hospital bed.

Without looking at him, Zuo Lan closed his eyes and uttered two words coldly; "Get out!"

Pei Yiyou frowned slightly, but the expression on his face was slightly soft; "Zuo Lan——"

"I said I'll let you out!" Zuo Lan's calm, stagnant face finally showed a ripple; "I don't want to see you again! You go!"

Falling in love with a man, she gave her most precious thing, the right to have children and her legs!

Standing there, Pei Yiyou didn't move, but asked, "Why did you have a car accident?"

Finally, Mo Wan, who had been speechless all this time, couldn't help but opened his mouth; "Why shouldn't you ask yourself? If you didn't see you flirting with other women in the car with your own eyes! How could Sister Zuo Lan happen?" Car accident!!"

"Get out! Get out! Get out!!" Zuo Lan's emotions began to become agitated, and his hoarse voice screamed.

Seeing this, Pei Yiyou had no choice but to leave...

The ward fell silent again, Zuo Lan slowly fell asleep, and Mo Wan slept on another bed.

The next morning.

Mo Wan returned to Pei's house very early, changed clothes, and then freshened up.

When everyone sat down at the dining table to eat, Pei Yiyou was the only one missing.

"Where's Big Brother?" Shuang'er put down the spoon in her hand, and looked around the dining table; "Why is there no Big Brother?"

Butler Chen happened to come over with soup, and after hearing the words, he said, "Second Young Master, I almost forgot to tell you that Eldest Young Master left with his suitcase last night."

Pei Yihuan's expression was still cold; "Did you say where you are going?"

"No, Second Young Master, do you need someone to look for it?" Chen Butler said a little worried, after all, the Eldest Young Master is still ill.

"No, he is no longer a three-year-old child." Pei Yihuan said coldly, and continued to eat.

Time passed by like this, and several people took turns to take care of Zuo Lan separately, and a week passed quickly.

And this week, Zuo Lan was always calm, not heartbroken, nor crying, eating and taking medicine on time, as calm as if nothing had happened.

Because Mo Wan doesn't need to be filming today, she is going to the hospital to take care of Zuo Lan today.

Putting the porridge aside, Mo Wan reached out to help Zuo Lan up; "Sister Zuo Lan, let me feed you some porridge."

"Thank you, I can do it myself." Zuo Lan's expression looked weak, but he was extremely calm; "Mo Wan, I want to go to the bathroom."

She just glanced at the brand new potty under the bed, then she looked away. Sister Zuo Lan is such a proud person, if she is allowed to use that kind of thing, it will only hurt her self-esteem.

A wheelchair was obtained, and then Mo Wan and the nurses used all their strength to put her on it, pushed her to the bathroom, and then moved her down to the toilet with great effort, breathing heavily; "Zuo Lan Sister, I'm right outside the door, if you need anything, just call me."

Zuo Lan nodded slightly.

After going to the bathroom, Mo Wan and the nurse lifted Zuo Lan to the wheelchair and then moved him to the hospital bed.

Eyes moved slightly, Zuo Lan said slowly, "Mo Wan, I want to eat some fresh fruit, can you buy some for me?"

Hearing this, Mo Wan immediately nodded happily; "Miss Zuo Lan is waiting, I'll go buy some fruit for you right now."

Ever since she woke up, Sister Zuo Lan hasn't said anything about what she wants to eat. Now that she has it, she must buy it!

After finishing her words, she turned around and quickly walked out of the ward, then went downstairs to the fruit market.

After Mo Wan left, Zuo Lan said to the nurse beside him, "I'm a little tired and want to rest, you can go down."

According to the words, the nurse withdrew and closed the door of the ward, leaving Zuo Lan alone in the room.

After the ward became completely quiet, Zuo Lan slowly moved his body and sat up.

She gritted her teeth fiercely, and then...slowly...slowly moved her body, trying to lift her legs.

But after a while, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, but her lower body still didn't even move!

The sharp and fine teeth sank deeply into the lips, Zuo Lan refused to give up, and tried several times back and forth, but the final result was still unable to move!

Her body was trembling like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, she even bit her lips so that blood came out, she beat her two unconscious legs a little out of control...

What else can I do!What more can be done! !Now she is almost a disabled person!Even going to the toilet requires help from others!What else can she do like this! ! !

She beat her legs with all her strength, and tears kept rolling in her eyes!

With her face slightly lowered, Zuo Lan finally burst into tears, and the tears kept falling. This was the first time she cried since she woke up!

She will never have children in the future, and even walking has become a luxury, even worse than the disabled! ! !

What else can she do in the future?

Her tears flowed recklessly, soaking the quilt covering her body, but she was still beating her legs angrily and desperately!

A slender figure stood outside the door, Pei Yihuan looked at her quietly through the glass on the door, his handsome face was still hazy and gloomy.

After a long time, he stepped forward, pushed open the door of the ward, and walked in...

As soon as he heard the footsteps coming from beside his ears, Zuo Lan immediately stopped beating with his hands, and quickly wiped away the tears on his face with both hands.

When she raised her head again, the despair and pain on her face had completely disappeared, except for the redness and swelling of her eyes, it was as if nothing had happened; "Yihuan, why are you here?"

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