The marriage battle is endless, the boss is getting more and more brave!

Chapter 273 Waiting for him to wake up, see you soon.

Xiao Yan stayed in the intensive care unit for three days and showed no signs of waking up.

Qiao Mo waited day and night, even though she was more than eight months pregnant, she stayed outside the intensive care unit and never left her.

During the first three days in the intensive care unit, doctors did not recommend or allow family members to visit, because it would disturb the patient's recuperation.

Jomo didn't make noise or cry, and waited calmly.

Feng Che and Zhao Qian were a little surprised. Qiao Mo, a woman, would continue to face the possibility of losing her husband after losing her mother Lu Hailan. Qiao Mo didn't appear weak at this time.

She is soft but also strong.

Feng Che bought a midnight snack, a box of warm sweet-scented osmanthus dumplings, and brought a glass of warm milk.

"Xiaoxiao, eat as much as you want."

In the past few days, since Xiao Yan got off the operating table and entered the intensive care unit, Qiao Mo naturally didn't have much interest in eating.

Originally, she gained some weight, but in the past few days, she suddenly lost a lot of weight.

Jomo didn't refuse, she clearly knew that at this time, she couldn't fall down, and for the sake of her child, she couldn't stop eating or drinking.

She looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus yuanxiao in the bowl, and suddenly smiled slightly.

Feng Che frowned, looking at her suspiciously.

At this time, Qiao Mo said softly: "When Mom left, I didn't even see her for the last time. A Yan has been ill for so long, and I don't know anything. He has done so much for me, even I've thought about the reasons for me to live, but I still keep complaining that he doesn't love me enough. Brother, am I living a terrible life?"

Why, everyone she loves, and those who love her, leave her one by one?
Father is like this, Qiaobo is like this, mother is like this, and now... even Xiao Yan is like this.

In the past few days, Qiao Mo didn't shed a single tear, but at this moment, Feng Che saw from the side that Qiao Mo's eyes were covered by long hair, but a tear fell into the bowl.

Feng Che lifted the hair from her ears, stroked her head, and comforted her in a hoarse voice: "These have nothing to do with you, they just love you so much, so they don't want you to worry. What they did, didn't In order to make you blame yourself, I hope...you can live a good life."

Qiao Mo sniffed, held the bowl, and ate the hot Lantern Festival with a spoon, mouthful after mouthful.

"Xiaoxiao, even for the sake of the child and Xiao Yan, you have to be strong."

Jomo bit his lip and nodded vigorously.

Yes, if she is not strong at this time, what should Xiao Yan do?
Xiao Yan still needs her care, and so does the child.

Qiao Mo's gaze was slightly blank, her eyes were red, and there was a slight smile on the corners of her lips, "A Yan has always been taking care of me, finally, I have a chance to take care of him, how could I fall down?" ?”

Feng Che was slightly taken aback, "Xiaoxiao, no matter in the end Xiao Yan..."

Feng Che paused, then continued: "Brother, I only ask you for one thing. No matter what happens to Xiao Yan in the end, I hope... that you can live a good life."

Qiao Mo turned his head and stared deeply at the bottom of Feng Che's eyes. The tears he held back seemed to have reached a limit, or because he finally heard the words about Xiao Yan's condition, Qiao Mo's taut little face completely collapsed. , she threw herself into Feng Che's arms, crying uncontrollably.

She couldn't just watch Xiao Yan pass away, and without her, there was no way to save him.

But she knew that if Xiao Yan really didn't exist in this world, then what's the point of her being alive?
In this world, it is true that no one can live a good life.

But there will never be so much happiness again.

Those who can say these words calmly have absolutely never experienced what is true love, let alone the eternal separation of life and death.

Qiao Mo leaned into Feng Che's arms and said in a hoarse voice: "I remember A Yan said that the chance of meeting a soul mate is really low. I thought that if I met him, in the next 50 years, I would at least meet him." We will be together. But now... even 5 minutes, I think it is a luxury. Brother... tell me, can A Yan still wake up?"

Feng Che patted her on the shoulder, sighed and comforted her: "I always thought that you and Xiao Yan were completely passive, even the one who was threatened, but I found that Xiao Yan is really your soul mate A few years ago, you left Haicheng for New York. At that time, Xiao Yan followed you all the way to New York, and even told me to take good care of you. A few years later, after he chose to give up on you, he still confessed to me not to tell you the truth In fact, I have already found out that his mother's death has nothing to do with him, but Xiao Yan would rather let you misunderstand, he is the one who knows you best. If you knew the truth, you would definitely stay by his side and not leave. "

Qiao Mo smiled wryly, "However, a few years ago and a few years later, he didn't make any progress at all. Why should he make such selfish decisions for me? I just want to be by his side, even if he dies tomorrow or even tonight." , I also want to live my whole life with the title of 'Mrs. Xiao'."

"You and Xiao Yan are the ones who know each other best. Xiao Yan would rather you misunderstand him and hate him than tell you the truth, but you, even if you think your mother's death is related to him, you are willing False testimony for him in court. Xiaoxiao, I didn't want you to be with Xiao Yan before, because you are my sister, I don't want you to suffer. Xiao Yan's mansion is too deep, he has lived for more than 30 years, even if it is more than 30 years , I am often afraid that he will count you in. But now, I hope you can have a good ending. "

Qiao Mo bit his lip, choked up a sob, and smiled palely but with a trace of warmth, "He has plotted against me. I put my whole life on him, and there is no turning back."

No amount of calculation can match a simple heart.

Xiao Yan's only bargaining chip is that he is willing to gamble everything for her, including his life at stake.

But fate is like a big hand controlling everything, just move a finger casually, and all the happiness that should continue to follow the track will be wiped out in an instant.

Qiao Mo leaned on Feng Che's shoulder, her gaze was fixed on the man lying on the hospital bed in the intensive care unit separated by a glass, she muttered to herself, "I am most afraid that A Yan will want to see him when he wakes up." Me, but I am not here, and I will never see him for the last time. Mother is like this, and I can't let Ayan be like this."

Therefore, at this very moment, she will stay here extremely firmly.

Her hand touched her swollen belly. She and the child are here together, and when he wakes up, we will see you there.

……

On the fourth day Xiao Yan entered the intensive care unit, the doctor allowed the family members to visit for half an hour.

Jomo, wearing a sterile gown, a mask and gloves, entered the intensive care unit.

She sat beside him, took off her gloves, and held his pale and bloodless hand outside the quilt.

Xiao Yan's hands are slender and beautiful with well-defined knuckles. If he hadn't been in business, maybe he would have become a top pianist.

Jomer leaned over, leaned against him, and leaned into his ear, and said softly and hoarsely: "The child and I are waiting for you to wake up, how long do you have to sleep? If you sleep for too long, the baby and I will sleep together." , I won't forgive you..."

Qiao Mo was silent for a while, with thousands of words stuck in her throat, she silently watched his sleeping face, and gently covered his face with her fingers, describing his facial features in detail.

Finally, the index finger lingered on his thin lips.

Qiao Mo bowed his head and kissed his face, "I'm waiting for you to wake up, Ayan, did you hear me?"

Jomo was a tender wife, always has been.

Xiao Yan is strong, domineering, and arrogant, but Qiao Mo is just the opposite of him, soft, soft, and warm.

But Xiao Yan is also delicate and considerate, and Qiao Mo is also stubborn.

Qiao Mo opened his palm, put his index finger in his palm, and gently traced, stroke by stroke, writing the word "Mo".

She seemed to have done something mysterious secretly. After finishing writing, she closed his palms again.

She leaned against his ear, and said with a smile: "The doctor said that he can only come in to see you for half an hour a day, and I can't be with you 24 hours a day, but now I have written the word 'silence' in your palm, you You have to hold on to it carefully. I don't think I've asked you for anything, so... I have something to ask you now."

She looked at the motionless and quiet man on the hospital bed, and smiled lightly, "A Yan, please wake up soon? Although you have only slept for less than four days, I seem to think that it is better than four years. It's still long. You can't sleep anymore because..."

Her eyes turned red, she lowered her voice even more, and whispered in his ear, "Because... Zixi and Ziwang will be born soon, and they are still waiting for dad to cut their umbilical cords."

Soon, the half-hour visiting time came.

The nurse came over to remind, "Mrs. Xiao, it's time for visiting."

Qiao Mo nodded, and said to Xiao Yan: "Half an hour flies by so quickly, A Yan, I have to go and come to see you tomorrow. But... don't worry, I will always guard you."

……

After Jomo left, the man on the ICU bed moved subtly with his finger holding the sensor.

……

Every day during the half hour when the intensive care unit was open in the afternoon, Jomo came in on time to visit.

She sat by the hospital bed and talked to Xiao Yan, even if she didn't talk for half an hour, she would still stare at him intently.

Xiao Yan woke up on the seventh day in the intensive care unit.

Jomo stood outside the intensive care unit, but stopped in his tracks, not daring to go in to see him.

Feng Che stood at the door, frowned and said, "Xiaoxiao, why don't you go in?"

Qiao Mo seemed to be in disbelief. She hesitated, parted her lips, and spoke after a while, "Ah... Ah Yan, are you really awake?"

Feng Che couldn't help but rubbed her hair, "Silly girl, go in and have a look, don't you know?"

But Jomo still didn't move.

Feng Che felt suspicious, "Why don't you go in?"

Qiao Mo bit his lip, his eyes turned red, "I'm afraid I'll cry when I see A Yan."

She didn't dare to go in, for fear of seeing her Ayan's weak appearance with no blood and vigor, she didn't dare to go in, for fear that she would fall into her Ayan's arms uncontrollably, crying like a child, she didn't dare to go in , afraid that Ah Yan... would push her away.

(End of this chapter)