The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 508 Ji Qian, Don't Go (Fifth Watch)

Most importantly, from her subconscious answer, she noticed her distrust of Song Zhen.

Because the answer she gave was not "believe him unconditionally".

At this moment, Ji Qian realized that she was not as confident in this relationship as she thought.

She fell into deep thought, and began to recall every detail of her pursuit of Song Zhen.

When she was in a daze and couldn't figure out why, the car finally arrived at No. 1 People's Hospital in G City.

After getting off the car, she contacted Qiu Sen. Although Qiu Sen was not in the hospital, he sent Li Zhan's phone number to her and asked her about the latest situation.

Song Zhen survived the operation without any risk, and is out of danger, but is still in the observation ward for the time being.

Ji Qian thanked her, and immediately went upstairs according to the information given by Qiu Sen.

She put on a mask and sunglasses, got on the elevator fully armed, and tried to hide herself behind Ding Jingbiao and Xiaolou. After all, she didn't want to be questioned by those who pretended to "care about her" in the hospital.

Fortunately, she hid it fairly well, and finally arrived at the door of the observation ward without any danger.

Li Zhan and a police officer were guarding the door. He had met Ji Qian before and had just answered Qiu Sen's call, so he was not surprised when he saw Ji Qian, but he still didn't expect Ji Qian to come so quickly.

"Miss Ji." Li Zhan greeted her.

Ji Qian nodded, and then involuntarily turned her head to look at Song Zhen in the ward. Through the glass, she could only see Song Zhen's upper body was wrapped in gauze, dripping on the back of his hand, and looked like he was sleeping. Others are no different from ordinary people.

But she still couldn't help worrying, after all, he walked before the gate of hell.

"How is he?" she asked.

"The back was injured. In addition, the body took a small amount of drugs that cause heart failure. The heart organ is under heavy load. We need to observe it temporarily. On the one hand, I am afraid of heart failure, and on the other hand, I am worried about infection." Li Zhan replied.

Ji Qian then fell silent, only quietly looking at Song Zhen through the glass.

He lay there quietly, as if he didn't know anything.

After a long time, she turned her head and asked Li Zhan, "What's going on? How could he be hurt like this?"

"Fu Qiuyi directed and acted on his own. Before he died, he was injected with drugs to cause heart failure. Fortunately, the dose was small, otherwise..."

Otherwise, Song Zhen would have turned into a corpse due to cardiac arrest at this moment.

"Fu Qiuyi?" Ji Qian was very sensitive when she heard this name. Li Zhan was about to say something, but she suddenly raised her hand to stop him, "Don't tell me, I will ask him when he wakes up."

Li Zhan didn't know what happened on the Internet, and he didn't know that Fu Qiuyi kissed Song Zhen forcefully, so he didn't know that his words had misunderstood Ji Qian thousands of miles away. He thought it was because he and Ji Qian didn't know each other well , so Ji Qian didn't want to make it difficult for herself to tell these confidential matters that belonged to the case, so she immediately shut up.

But at this moment, Ji Qian felt overwhelmingly uncomfortable.

Why did Fu Qiuyi direct and act in a play?What kind of play will it be?What kind of love-hate relationship did she have with Song Zhen?Could it be that I am the third party who meddles in their feelings...

It might be because of her status as an actress, or because of a woman's natural sensitivity. In an instant, Ji Qian had already dreamed up a big drama of the year.

Her eyes were slightly red, looking at Song Zhen lying there dying of life in the ward, she couldn't help feeling flustered and uncomfortable, but at the same time her heart ached beyond measure.

Yes, heartache.

Even though she had a lot of suspicions, she still couldn't hate him when he was dying.

No matter what the truth is, she hopes to hear it from this man herself, because she hopes he can survive.

In the face of his life, she suddenly found that all right and wrong are no longer important, if there is a crack in their relationship, then she just needs to turn around and leave.

But no matter what, she wanted him to live.

The wish for him to live was so strong that it overshadowed all other emotions.

Finally, when it was time for Song Zhen's ward rounds, according to regulations, a family member could be allowed to follow the doctor in the observation ward.

Li Zhan and the police gave this opportunity to Ji Qian, after all, she was the one Song Zhen cared about most.

Ji Qian quickly put on a disinfectant suit and followed in. She stood next to the doctor and listened to the doctor's diagnosis, but she didn't listen to a word, only Song Zhen was the only one in her eyes.

He just lay there quietly, pale and lifeless, losing the sharpness and momentum of the past. Only then did Ji Qian realize that this man was actually very ordinary, not as invincible as she remembered.

But for some reason, after his tall image in her heart collapsed, the way he looked at this moment made her feel even more distressed.

Because of this reality, she realized that this man will also experience life, old age, sickness and death, and there are many things that this man is also unpredictable and irresistible.

Seeing his hand exposed outside the quilt, she couldn't help holding that rough palm.

"This family member, don't touch the patient's—" before the nurse could stop her, she covered her mouth in surprise, because she saw the patient's hand grasping the woman's slender body as if she had sensed something. palm.

Ji Qian was also surprised when her hand was suddenly held. His hand was very hot, which should be the reason for his fever.

Then she looked up in surprise, only to find that the eyeballs under Song Zhen's closed eyes were rolling.

"Jissie..."

Immediately afterwards, a familiar call fell to the bottom of my ears.

Ji Qian couldn't help holding his hand back, surprisingly, Song Zhen held her tightly and knew how to respond.

This little action was like a tear gas bomb, and Ji Qian's tears fell down instantly.

She thought she wouldn't cry, but she just cried without warning.

Her heart suddenly softened, and before she heard any explanation, her heart was already completely inclined to this man.

The doctor next to him immediately turned on the flashlight and opened Song Zhen's eyelids for observation, and then confirmed: "The patient is not awake, he is still in a coma."

"I touched his hand when I gave him a drip before, but he didn't either..." The nurse muttered beside him, becoming more and more shocked.

The patient did not arrest people randomly, but could still clearly distinguish who Ji Qian was in a coma.

How deep a relationship does it take between two people to be able to accurately identify their lover in a coma?

Everyone present was shocked.

"The patient's reaction and ability to recognize is really... But Miss Ji, we have to go out." Although the doctor felt sorry for Song Zhen's deep love for Ji Qian, he still had to say such unpleasant words.

Although Ji Qian was reluctant to give up, she could only try to break free for the sake of his health, but she found that Song Zhen's strength was surprisingly strong.

The nurse next to him immediately stepped forward to help, trying to break Song Zhen's fingers.

"Ji Qian..." Song Zhen seemed to sense something, and couldn't stop muttering.

Seeing that her hands were all red, she still couldn't break free. Just as the doctor was about to come forward to help, Ji Qian bent down and approached Song Zhen and said, "Song Zhen, let me go."

Song Zhen seemed a little disturbed in his deep sleep, her brows were furrowed, and then she heard her name from him again.

"Let go of me, I have to go." Ji Qian said holding back the soreness of her nose.

Then, she successfully pulled out her hand.

"Let's go." The doctor urged.

Ji Qian took a deep look at Song Zhen, then turned around cruelly and left, but she stopped short of taking a step.

"Kissy don't go—"

She almost thought she was hallucinating, because looking back, Song Zhen was still in a coma.

It's just that the looks of the other people told her that it wasn't an auditory hallucination, they heard it too.

She stopped and looked back, Song Zhen was lying on the hospital bed with a rare frail look on her face, which made her feel distressed.

He seemed to have had an uneasy nightmare, or he had sensed something, his expression was a little uneasy, and he didn't sleep very peacefully.

She really wanted to rush over to hug him and kiss him, but reason told her that this was not allowed.

After leaving the ward, she sat on the bench as if she was exhausted, and his restless and weak face flashed clearly in her mind.

Ask yourself, the reason why she didn't rush forward, besides being rational, is also because she still has resentment in her heart...

She was still angry with him, feeling distressed at the same time, conflicted and tormented.

At this moment, she smelled a smell of smoke, and when she looked up, she saw Li Zhan striding towards them. Judging by his appearance, she should have just gone to the corridor to smoke.

(End of this chapter)