Hidden Marriage to the End: My Husband Is a Dramatist

Chapter 119 She became a vegetable
"It's not your turn to make irresponsible remarks about my family affairs." Su Anqian stared at Chang Huan.

Chang Huan raised his eyebrows and didn't hold back.

Su Anqian stood guard outside the emergency room. The continuous ups and downs in the past two or three days made her exhausted, and she sat on a chair weakly.

The mess in her mind was full of what the informant and Chang Huan said, and she couldn't bear all the chaos all at once.

When the doctor opened the door and came out with an anxious expression, she had a bad feeling, and hurriedly went up to her, regardless of her weak body, "Doctor, how is my mother?"

The doctor is frowning, "It's serious, let's not talk about anything else, she needs a blood transfusion now, the hospital is out of stock, and it will take time to make other adjustments, the procedure is complicated, has anyone given her a blood transfusion before?"

Su Anqian's heart was pounding, the nervousness came from nowhere.

"I don't know..." She also frowned, murmured, and asked again: "My mother has type B blood, right?"

She struggled in her mind to find someone she knew who had this blood type.

"Let me come." Yan Xijue stood beside him at some point.

His complexion is not very good, his expression is indifferent, but his deep voice is clear when he speaks, he fixedly glanced at her, then looked at the doctor, "I have type B blood."

The doctor looked at him because the eyes were familiar, and then frowned, "Aren't you...are you okay?"

Yan Xijue's stern facial features did not change, only the corners of his mouth moved, "Saving people is the most important thing."

If it was the past, he would never be able to save Fu Yan, but after hating her for so many years, when it was time to watch her die, he still could not do anything.

Su An lightly pursed her lips, "No need."

Her gaze was cold, "I will find someone else, I don't need you."

They can no longer tell the relationship between them, and they can't tell who owes whom, but at least after this, she doesn't want to owe him a cent.

"Your mother can't wait." Yan Xijue pointedly reminded her, his eyes were calm.

The doctor also frowned, and looked at her, "Miss Su, the situation is urgent now, if possible, this is the only way, you must agree to sign, otherwise your mother will not be able to tell if something happens."

Su Anqian clenched her hands tightly and had no other choice.

She also followed into the emergency room.

It was Fu Yan who barely woke up, unable to lift her eyelids, but unexpectedly, when Fu Yan, who was confused, saw Yan Xijue, her emotions became violent.

Probably because she knew that Yan Xijue was going to give her a blood transfusion, she struggled to avoid the doctor's needle several times, and even intended to disrupt the order in the hospital.

Su An's eyes were red, and she held her hand, "Mom, I know you don't like Yan Xijue, but now your body is in urgent need of blood transfusion, you can blame me for whatever you want when you recover, now you must cooperate with the doctor, okay ?"

Not only did Fu Yan not listen, she also stared at Su Anqian coldly, and pulled her hand back stiffly.

That look made Su Anqian feel chills down her spine, as if she made her mother like this, as if she had become an enemy.

She stood aside helplessly.

"You are not my daughter!" Fu Yan's hoarse and vague voice stared at her fiercely, "I raised a waste for nothing, and in the end it dragged me down to death."

Su An was in a daze, not knowing what expression to use, looking lonely, helpless, and unwilling to believe, tears fell quietly, and she stood there blankly.

Of course she could understand Fu Yan's words, because of what Yan Xijue said before, because of what the informant said.

After a long while, she finally looked sadly at the person on the hospital bed, "So, the company, Dad, it was really you who planned to become what they are today, and then use me...?"

She couldn't go on, everything was too clear, it was useless for her to deceive herself and others.

Fu Yan smiled ironically, she didn't seem to be worried about her death at all.

A person like her cherishes her life, but at the point where she is today, some things are already clear in her mind, even if she still has a breath, it doesn't mean much to her, but it is more painful.

Because there was Yan Xiaokun in the front, Wei Zecheng that beast in the back, and the law, she might as well die happily, and she can be punished lightly for the dead.

For the rest of her life, she could only accept it.

But he stared at Yan Xijue viciously and unwillingly, "Because of you, my life was ruined!
When the data on the instrument changed rapidly, the doctor suddenly became nervous, and the hurried and orderly terms kept ringing, and the doctor took turns testing and resuscitating Fu Yan.

Su An frowned slightly, and took a step back numbly, looking at the panic in front of him.

Fu Yan on the hospital bed had passed out, Su Anqian didn't know what her last sentence meant, and couldn't think about it.

She suddenly felt sad, how could such a good family be like this?Then who is she?What is your identity now?
Yan Xijue gave Fu Yan a blood transfusion, but Fu Yan's condition seemed to be worse than before. When Yan Xijue finished the blood transfusion with a pale face, the doctor still didn't stop fighting against Yan.

She helped Yan Xijue out of the emergency room, stopped at the door, and let go of her hand.

The cold hand was wrapped into a generous palm by the man, the thin lips were bloodless, the downcast eyes were deep and deep, and he could say endless things, but he didn't say anything.

Su An lowered his eyebrows weakly, and sat down with one hand on the chair next to him. It may be because he hasn't eaten much in the past two days, and his vision has become blurred.

When the door of the emergency room opened, Su Anqian didn't even have the strength to step forward to ask.

It was the doctor who came over and said to her, "Miss Su, your mother's condition is not optimistic. The collision was too hard, the place was too coincidental, and she reacted so violently halfway, so we can only observe first. If you can't wake up within the time limit Come on, this is the only way to live for the rest of your life.”

After she listened dumbly, she didn't give any response. She just bent slightly and said weakly, "Thank you."

When the doctor was about to turn around, she frowned slightly and looked up, "Doctor, I will find a way in terms of expenses, please make arrangements for her."

Seeing that her complexion was not good, the doctor frowned, "Don't worry about this, we will." After hesitating for a while, "Miss Su, haven't you rested for a long time, I'm fine here for the time being, you can go first rest."

She smiled weakly, "Thank you, no need."

After the doctor left, she sat on the chair for a while, Yan Xijue was injured first, and then received a blood transfusion, which made her stand aside all the time.

At this moment, he finally said in a low voice: "In terms of expenses, I will take care of it for you."

She didn't look up, just closed her eyes, "I don't want to owe you."

As she spoke, she helped the chair and stood up, but she couldn't stand firmly for a while, and fell back softly, this time she just buried her head.

Yan Xijue lowered his eyebrows. From his point of view, her whole body shrank very small, her shoulders trembled almost inaudibly, but no sound came out.

With a heavy heart, he had no choice but to look away.

When he turned around again, Su Anqian had already passed out.

She was placed in Yan Xijue's advanced ward, the doctor frowned slightly, "I'm not sick, but my body is relatively weak, haven't you eaten for the past two days?"

Yan Xijue didn't know, but probably yes.

Everything happened overnight, she didn't have time to react at all, it was normal to look like this.

The day before, Di Yun knew something had happened to them, but she was not in the city, so she came back just now, and all she saw was the sleepy Su Anqian, frowning.

"She just had a miscarriage, and after tossing her body like this, the root cause of the disease will come down." Di Yun looked at Yan Xijue slightly reproachfully.

Yan Xijue did not forget this incident, and his thick eyebrows were deeply frowned, but these incidents happened so that he had no room for control.

Di Yun looked at her. Although she was worried about Su Anqian, she didn't say anything serious. She just said, "How is your father?"

Yan Xijue's deep voice sounded dry and cold, "It's downstairs, I woke up in the morning."

Yan Xiaokun woke up, and he was destined to be in a wheelchair in the future.

This kind of result may not be expected by everyone, and it seems reasonable. People who have tortured each other back and forth for a lifetime are both cruel-hearted, and no one will fall well.

Di Yun sighed, "I'll go see him."

Yan Xijue nodded, and still sat on the side of the bed.

Di Yun had a shift at noon, and didn't find time to go to Yan Xiaokun's ward until the afternoon.

The old man woke up and lay on the bed with no expression on his face, cold, and seemed to be thinking a lot, inexplicably profound.

"Uncle." Di Yun sat by the bed.

Yan Xiaokun only showed a slight expression, and said in a weak voice, "Come?"

Di Yun smiled, "I'll come and see you, don't talk too much."

At first, Yan Xiaokun just nodded and shook his head occasionally, but later he asked about Fu Yan who went to the hospital together.

Di Yun frowned, but told him anyway.

After listening, Di Yun was a little puzzled by his reaction.

Yan Xiaokun frowned, his breathing became a little short, and he spoke intermittently, "You said, she became a vegetable?"

Di Yun didn't say that the "living dead" is already very good. In fact, it is worse than the vegetable. The vegetable may recover miraculously, but Fu Yan's data looks like that day will never come.

For some reason, the old man's hands trembled suddenly, and he strongly demanded to help him to see Fu Yan.

At that time, Su An woke up and just arrived at the door of Yan Xiaokun's ward. She didn't know what to do now, she just wanted to see how Yan Xiaokun was doing. Apart from that little apology, there were many things she wanted to ask.

But it happened that Yan Xiaokun wanted to see his mother, so Su Anqian stood at the door without moving.

When Di Yun helped Yan Xiaokun out, Yan Xiaokun seemed to have never seen Su Anqian, only thinking about going to Fu Yan's ward.

Fu Yan's ward was very quiet, Yan Xiaokun drove everyone out after entering.

Su Anqian stood at the door of the ward, and through the glass on the door, she could see the back of Yan Xiaokun in the wheelchair. She was very old and seemed to be carrying a lot.

He shook his mother's hand, and he didn't know what to say, but his emotions became more and more ups and downs, until he seemed to hold her hand and cover his face and lost his voice.

Su Anqian frowned slightly, she never knew when her mother knew Yan Xiaokun, but there was no doubt about it.

Turning her head, she looked at Yan Xijue, expressionless, and asked indifferently: "What's the relationship between them?"

(End of this chapter)