Abstinence President, Please let me go !

The next morning, the bleeding symptoms disappeared, and the feeling of stomachache disappeared.

There was no hanging bottle in the morning, so Ji Qiaoxi went to Ji Qiaoyan's ward.

It's a sunny day. It's rare for sunlight to come in from the window. The whole ward is covered in halo.

As if yesterday's haze had been dispelled.

Ji Qiaoyan has already woken up. He is listening to the morning news with his mobile phone.

His face was wrapped in gauze. Although he could not see any expression on him, he was calm.

Giuseppe held the door frame and looked at him with a smile.

But for a moment, Ji Qiaoyan has sensed her existence.

"JOJO?"

He turned off the phone and looked at the door.

Giuseppe laughed. "Why don't you call my sister?"

"Mom said you were sick. How did you get here?"

"I'm fine!"

Giorgio reached out and stroked his forehead.

Ji Qiaoyan took her hand.

His hands are big, and they are as rough as a grown man.

And her hands were thin and soft, and her fingertips were cold.

He should have let go of her, but he didn't let go. Instead, he held on tightly.

As if to use his temperature to warm her.

Ji Qiao Yan moved to the other side of the hospital bed, leaving a small piece of position, "sit down!"

"Well, what's the matter? Does it hurt?"

"No pain! Do I fear pain? "

Ji Qiao asked.

"It's you who are afraid of pain. When you were a child, you cried before the doctor even put the injection in."

"Is it? Isn't it you? "

"Absolutely you! You were a little tearful when you were a child

"Poof, nonsense, I'm three years older than you. How can you remember when I was a kid?"

Ji Qiaoxi didn't care. In her impression, Ji Qiaoyan seemed to grow very tall overnight.

"In my impression, you are shorter than me. You are afraid of pain and love to cry You used to be like a woman. You didn't like to wear skirts. You liked to wear jeans. You liked to chase stars. When you didn't get the prize in the middle school speech contest, you went home and cried secretly. Your best friend is ye mianmianmian, your favorite star is Luo Zixi, and your favorite song is later

Ji Qiaoyan said a lot in one breath.

Giorgio was shocked.

She never knew that Ji Qiaoyan paid so much attention to her.

"Mom hasn't come here today. I'll go and buy you some food."

After chatting with Ji Qiao Yan for a while, Ji Qiaoxi found that her mother had not come at noon today.

I think there must be something at home to delay.

"It's OK. I'm not hungry..."

Ji Qiaoyan is reluctant to run away from her.

"Hey, don't worry about me. The restaurant is on the ninth floor of the annex building. It's not far away. You can change the elevator at the end of the corridor. What would you like to eat? "

Eye surgery only, will not cut off food, there is no taboo, eat enough to help the body's recovery.

"I'm not really hungry Well, whatever you want

"OK, I'll come in a minute. You can listen to the music on your mobile phone."

Giorgio came out.

In the elevator room, two small nurses came in. She looked down at her mobile phone and just heard them talking.

"Well, it's said that the cornea of yesterday's operation was donated by a prisoner of death. Why is the prisoner so conscious?"

"Really? Why the death penalty? "

"I heard it was murder You said that he was so bad that he could kill people. How could he be willing to donate his body parts to save people? "

"It's not said in the book that some people will have a thorough understanding when they are dying. It should be for the sake of atonement."

Ding, the elevator is here. Two nurses get off the elevator.

Jijoshi raised her head, and she suddenly felt a little suffocated, inexplicably difficult to breathe.

Holding on to the elevator, I almost fainted.

It took a long time to stabilize the figure.

Is that him?

She didn't dare to think about it.

The restaurant in the hospital can order. She ordered a chicken porridge for Ji Qiaoyan, and then ordered a fish porridge by herself.

Add a drawer of small cage bag, things are not much, her hands are put to use.

When I came back, I happened to meet one of the two little nurses.

She quickened the pace to catch up with, "excuse me, did yesterday's cornea surgery patients more?"

"Oh, not much, just one case! Well, just this ward... "

The little nurse is very busy, with a finger, then quickly left.

Ji Qiaoxi followed her finger and looked at it. It was Ji Qiaoyan's ward.

She leaned her back against the wall and couldn't get up for half a day.It happened that Jimu was coming from the end of the corridor.

"Joe, how did you get up? Didn't the doctor tell you to lie down a little longer? "

Ji's mother took the packing box in jijoshi's hand, looked at her pale face, and quickly helped her into the room.

"I'm ok. I'm just afraid that Qiao Yan is hungry. Mom, give this to him first."

At last, jijosh was sitting in the reclining chair by the window. A gust of wind came over, and the air was full of the smell of sunshine.

Ji Mu opened the lunch box and helped Ji Qiaoyan shake the bed.

Giorgio looked out of the window.

It can't be him, she thought.

Yes, silence hasn't pronounced a sentence yet!

Is it her fear that he will die?

No, he won't die. There will always be a reason for him to escape.

"JOJO, you can have some, too."

Ji Mu also brought another package.

Jijoshi began to eat. She was very hungry. She always felt something missing in her heart. It seemed that as long as she ate more, she could supplement it.

After lunch, Ji Qiaoyan lay down and had a rest.

Jijoshi wanted to lie down for a while, but his cell phone rang.

She leaned over and took out her mobile phone from her bag. "Hello, hello..."

"Miss Ji, isn't she?"

"Yes, it's me. Who are you?"

"I'm from the Paris studio..."

The other side explained for a long time, and then jijosh understood clearly that the other party took their wedding photos last time.

Because she couldn't get in touch with her, she called her.

"I'm sorry to call you now, Miss Ji. The wedding photos should have been sent to you on the day of your wedding, but there were some problems with our staff at that time, which led to the failure to deliver them in time. Are you at home now? I've arranged for the staff to deliver the wedding photos. I'm really sorry to have kept you waiting. "

"Wedding photos?"

Giorgio stayed for a long time. It seemed that her wedding with silence was a century ago.

"Forget it, no more..."

"I'm sorry, Miss Ji. I don't understand what you mean?"

"I mean, you can take care of the photos yourself. I don't want them!"

Giuseppe hung up directly.

Now that we can't get married, what else should we do with those photos.

Ji Mu didn't go away. When she heard this conversation, she said to jijosh, "silly boy, you have to get the pictures back and deal with them yourself. If you hand over the processing power to the studio, who knows what they will use these photos for? "