Love is like melting

Chapter 36 Whose Ayu is Ayu? 1
Ji Yerong walked slowly to his bedside, stared at him silently, without saying a word.

Lian Mo looked at her and didn't speak again, maybe it was because he lacked strength, or he kept silent.

Looking at this scene, Liu Ruolan couldn't help pinching her crystal nails into her palms, and a flame ignited in her chest, wishing to turn everything into ashes.

Where did they put her in this way?
Unforgivable.

"Your Mightiness……"

Liu Ruolan made a sound, but she was interrupted by Lian Mo: "Get out!"

Her eyes were startled and flashed unwillingly.

Your Excellency seldom treats himself with such an attitude, he is clearly standing out for Ji Yerong!
The red lips parted slightly, and she wanted to say something more, but the words reached her lips to meet the coldness and warning in his shimmering light, and swallowed them abruptly back into her stomach.

Star eyes swept across Ji Yerong coldly, turned and left with a cold snort.

There were only the two of them left in the ward, as quiet as death.

Ji Yerong was the first to speak: "She won't let me see you." It wasn't a complaint of grievance, it was just stating the facts in a light tone.

"So I let her go." Because he was wearing an oxygen mask, his voice was muffled and low, and he tore off the oxygen mask from his face with his unobstructed left hand.

No one can stop Ayu from seeing him, he will kill whoever wants to stop him.

"Why?" she asked.

Why would you risk your life to save her?
How could Lian Mo not know what she was asking.The pitch-black eyes gazed at her tenderly, the corners of the mouth floated in an indistinct arc, and the voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, "It's just instinct."

"Instinct" was very simple for Lian Mo to say, but it was extremely heavy in Ji Yerong's ears.

How many times she has wandered on the verge of life and death for him, it was all out of instinct, and she knows best how much willingness it takes.

Listening to him say these four words now, it seems like a dream, it is completely unreal.

"Lianmo..."

She just opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, he interrupted: "Call me fourth brother."

Under the elegant light, the eyelashes painted with a layer of halo trembled violently, and the shimmering light flashed across in surprise, and his expression became stiff along with his body.

Heart, tighten, keep tightening.

The apex of the heart trembled.

He stretched out his left hand to hold her hand, his weak voice seemed to be coaxing, "You should call me fourth brother."

Lian Mo is the fourth eldest in the Lian family, known as Mo Shao or Si Shao.Among the peers of the Lian family, someone called him: Fourth Brother.

Once he asked Ji Yerong to call him like that with others, and Ji Yerong changed from "Mo Shao" to "Fourth Brother", but after knowing that others called him that way, she stopped calling him.

Lian Mo made indirect remarks a few times and knew that she didn't like to call herself "fourth brother" with others, so he didn't call him. After that, he asked others to change their mouths, and only allowed Ji Yerong to call him that way.

In this world, only Ayu can call him: Fourth Brother.

How many times he had had sex in bed, the thin-skinned Ayu was tossed and called fourth brother again and again by him.

Or shame, or anger, or just plain shame.

There was also a disheartened, bitter cry: Fourth brother.

Lian Mo hasn't heard her call him that for a long time, and he really wants to hear her call him "fourth brother".

Even if it's indifferent, that's fine.

Ji Yerong stood beside the bed for a long time, his light was blurry, and the word "four" twirled countless times on the tip of his tongue, but he still couldn't utter it.

Those memories she didn't want came flooding in like sea water, his heartlessness, his abandonment, the tragic death of the child, this "fourth brother" taught her how to speak.

She didn't bark, and even kept silent, her hoarse voice sounded slowly: "Whose Ayu is Ayu?"

His words made Ji Yerong's eyes swell more and more. He reached out and brushed his hand away. He didn't want to hear any more and turned to leave.

"Ayu..." Lian Mo instinctively got up and wanted to grab her, but his body was not under the control of his consciousness, and he fell off the hospital bed to the ground.

The wires of the instrument were tangled up, and he tore the instrument from side to side.

Ji Yerong took a few steps and stopped. Looking back, he saw him fall to the ground, desperately trying to stand up, but touched his right arm again, and the pain was so great that he couldn't stand up.

The white teeth secretly bit the inner lip, hesitated for a moment, then turned back.

Holding his left hand with a white hand, he used all his strength to help him onto the bed.

Lian Mo fell on the bed, his face was red unnaturally, his breathing was short of breath, his eyes drooped tiredly, he was unwilling to close his eyes, and held her wrist tightly with his hands, for fear that she would go away.

"Ayu..." He murmured softly, over and over again, impatiently.

Ji Yerong tried to pry open his fingers, but he didn't do so. Hearing him keep calling himself, he finally couldn't help but answer: "I'm here."

He looked at her like an abyss, once he fell into it, his body would be crushed to pieces, the temperature of his hand holding her became higher and higher, his consciousness seemed to be fuzzy, and his voice was three points soft and seven points weak: "Ayu Whose Ayu is it?"

Ji Yerong's eyes flicked, but before he could react, he heard a voice asking and answering himself floating in the air: "Ayu is the fourth brother's Ayu!"

Those memories are played frame by frame in my mind like a black and white movie.

At that moment, she was his Ayu.

At that moment, he was her fourth brother.

At that moment, she clearly understood: Lian Mo is a poison, which cannot be touched or touched. Once touched, the toxin will penetrate into the bones and blood in an instant, and there is no cure.

Knowing that he was not the kind of love she was expecting, she still chose to go all out and turn into ashes for him without reservation.

When the doctor arrived, Lian Mo had already fallen into a coma, and his left hand tightly clasped Ji Yerong's wrist.

In desperation, the doctor had no choice but to ask Ji Yerong to follow him into the operating room, and Yan Xi followed.

Ji Yerong stood beside the operating table, watching his pale face become paler and paler.

Lian Mo is actually an extremely good-looking man, with a face like a jade crown, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, with clear outlines and well-proportioned lines; but at this moment he is lying motionless on the operating table, his breathing is weak, and it makes people feel flustered.

"What's the matter with him?" His lips tugged slightly, his voice tensed.

Even though he fell from the second floor and used his body as a pad to bear all the impact, how could he be injured so badly.

"When you fell on him, all the impact was borne by him alone. His spleen and lungs were ruptured and bleeding, but it's not a big problem. The problem is that there are two special steel nails in his arm..."

Yan Xi's voice stopped abruptly, and a trace of remorse flashed across her expression, she made a slip of the tongue.

Hearing this, Ji Yerong looked sideways at her, "Why is there a steel nail in his arm?"

She didn't know, not at all.

These days he carried her to and fro, without showing any discomfort in his arms.

These years, because Ji Yerong was by Lian Mo's side, no matter how dangerous things were, Lian Mo was always safe and sound, but it happened that in the four years since she left, there were two more in his arm. a steel nail.

What on earth happened!

Yan Xi bit her lip, avoiding her sharp eyes, "Don't ask me, it's impossible for us to confide half a word, otherwise you won't let us go!"

Ji Yerong instantly understood that Lian Mo had already told them to keep their mouths shut.

For the time being, we can ignore the reason, but his injury...

"How long has the steel nail in his arm been? What is the reason? Now it needs to be removed by surgery. Will it affect his arm?"

Concisely ask three questions in one breath.

"Four years. The reason is that the right hand bone was broken. This kind of steel nail was imported from abroad to assist the recovery of the bone. It was also performed by foreign doctors. One can be removed, and the other is difficult to remove because of its position. At the beginning, the convenient expert said that if it is not necessary, you can not take it, otherwise it will be counterproductive."

Yan Xi told her everything she knew about your arm injury.

Four years?

That is, the year when his accident happened, his arm was severely injured, and two special steel nails were installed during surgery, but they have not been removed yet.

The slender ink eyebrows were slightly retracted, and the wave light probed more and more.

"What's the worst case scenario?" she asked extremely calmly.

Yan Xi replied: "In fact, half a month ago, your excellency already felt uncomfortable in his arm. After all, he was injured twice, but he has been reluctant to do an examination, let alone an operation. This time we did an examination for him. , if the operation is performed now, and a steel nail is taken out by the way, there will be no major problems after a good rest. If not, his right arm will hurt more and more, and then gradually lose strength, and he will not be far from being disabled gone."

There were waves in Ji Yerong's eyes, and he stared at the unconscious Lian Mo in puzzlement.

I felt uncomfortable half a month ago, so I didn't go to the hospital again, instead of venting my anger as I thought.

Why didn't you do an examination, why didn't you want to have an operation?
If you drag on like this, do you have to drag yourself into a disabled person?

"Your Excellency said that now is not the time for surgery, and Ayu still needs someone to take care of him." Yan Xi glanced at Ji Yerong, who was indifferent, and then at Lian Mo, feeling sour for no reason.

It's not clear who is more stupid than who.

Ji Yerong wanted to tear off his wrist, but he didn't.The curled eyelashes trembled slightly like cattail fans, casting a blue shadow under the eyelids.

Who wants him to take care of?
Who wants it!

Lian Mo, don't be sentimental.

Ayu, no need.

Ji Yerong didn't even need it.

"Operate immediately."

As soon as Ji Yerong's cold words came out, both Yan Xi and the doctor looked at her in astonishment, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"No, Your Excellency knows that you will..."

"You sent him to the operating room just waiting for my words!" Ji Yerong interrupted her coldly, his eyes were as sharp as a knife's edge, making Yan Xi almost transparent in front of her.

Yan Xi bit her lip, lowered her head in shame, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry!"

They also had no choice but to make such a bad move.

Right now, no one can persuade you to have an operation, but they can't let you ignore it like this. After much deliberation, it still depends on Ji Yerong.

"Operate immediately, and I will be responsible for all the consequences."

When she said this, her back was straight, and she looked very lonely and lonely under the influence of the light.

Even though the relationship between the monarch and his ministers had long been wiped out, she couldn't just sit and watch one of his arms become so crippled when he clearly had a chance to recover.

Lian Mo was injected with anesthesia in a coma. Without anesthesia, the pain caused by the operation would be unbearable for ordinary people.

Ji Yerong finally opened his fingers, so as not to hinder the doctor's operation, he waited outside the operating room.

He had such a big accident, Yun Yingluo hadn't shown up until now, and Liu Ruolan had left the hospital at some point.

Cheng Mu was the only one waiting at the door of the operating room.

Thinking of this, Ji Yerong inexplicably wanted to laugh.

"After using it, shouldn't you give me an explanation?" Ji Yerong turned his back to the wall, and his eyes were as cold as metal.

Yan Xi's medical skills are very good, but her mind is definitely not so deep.

Apart from Cheng Mu, Ji Yerong couldn't think of anyone who had such deep thoughts and cared about Lianmo.

Cheng Mu was startled, and then a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's not that I don't want to tell you, but I can't! Your Excellency will kill me!"

(End of this chapter)