When ye Zhiqiu arrived at the hospital, Jian Huan was standing outside the glass of the intensive care unit.

Yan Jing was deep and lifeless, lying on the hospital bed. His cold, angular and well-defined face was as white as paper. However, in just a few hours, the whole person seemed to have lost a circle, with white gauze wrapped around his head, blood stains seeping out and dyed red gauze, and an oxygen mask covered his mouth and nose.

Jane Huan looked at the motionless man in bed. Her haggard face was dim, as if she had just experienced a major blow.

Ye Zhiqiu walked up to her and asked her to shave her shoulder. "How could this happen?"

"He pushed me away and pressed himself under the scaffold." Jane Huan's voice was hoarse and tired.

In fact, ye Zhiqiu never told Jane Huan about one thing. Recently, she often saw Yan Jingshen's car downstairs, far or near, but she never saw him get off or knock at the door. Once she got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and found that he was still downstairs.

Ye Zhiqiu just wanted to comfort Jian Huan. A nurse came over with a mobile phone: "this is what the patient just left in the operating room."

Jane Huan took it and accidentally touched the home key. The lit screen was a call / message that didn't go out. Ye Zhiqiu came up to Jane Huan's name. I don't know when Yan Jingshen wanted to call her.

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I didn't mean it. I abused the little prince without leaving a magic hand. My friends should always believe that Xiao Jian will one day embark on the socialist road and follow the correct line of the people~~~

Can you still get the child's mother back?

Standing beside Jane Huan, ye Zhiqiu looked at Yan Jingshen's mobile phone and suddenly couldn't understand his feelings for Jane Huan.

If Yan Jingshen had parked his car downstairs in the Xingyu capital apartment before, it was a cat crying and a mouse pretending to be merciful, she couldn't help feeling a little soft when she saw Yan Jingshen lying unconscious in the intensive care unit, the phone number on the mobile phone screen and the bloody picture in Jian Huan's hand.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at Jian Huan and said, "what are you going to do now?" do you want to forgive him or continue the divorce procedures?

"I don't know," said Jane Huan, sitting in a chair next to her, around her arm. "I don't know anything now."

She wants to divorce Yan Jingshen. Even if she hates him, she never wants him to disappear from the world.

If he hadn't pushed himself away in time, she would be the one lying motionless now.

In addition to sighing, ye Zhiqiu held Jian Huan in his arms and comforted: "I will support you whatever you want."

After a while, Jane Huan remembered another thing. She immediately took out her mobile phone from her bag. Sure enough, the whole screen missed the phone.

A text message came into her sight——

Little Jane, I'll wait for you in the classroom. If you arrive, remember to call me and I'll go out to pick you up.

Jane Huan called back, but there was a busy tone.

"What's the matter?" Ye Zhiqiu noticed that Jane Huan's face was wrong.

Jane Huan had already got up with her bag. "I have something to go out. Zhiqiu, please help me look after it here first."

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Jane Huan hurried to the school and subconsciously looked for the red figure at the school gate. In vain, she ran to the classroom of class 4 a year.

Passing by the office, I happened to meet Mr. Yu, who was going home with his bag on his back.

"Miss Jane?" Mr. Yu was still a little impressed by Jane Huan. "Lu Xiaoma's mother has stopped investigating. You don't have to go this trip again."

Jane Huan heard in the clouds: "what don't you pursue?"

Seeing that Jian Huan really didn't know it, Mr. Yu described what had just happened, "Huo nianyan has been picked up by his grandmother."

"Did he fight with his classmates?" Jane Huan focused on the fight. "Was he hurt?"

"There are small fights among children. It's no big deal."

Mr. Yu looked at his watch and said apologetically, "excuse me, Miss Jane, I have an important appointment later."

Watching the teacher leave, when Jane Huan turned around, she was attracted by the cake box on the table in the first row of the classroom through the window. She opened the open door and went in. The purpose was a lovely and exquisite box, in which the small cheese cake was put.

When holding the cake in her hand, Jane Huan didn't know what kind of mood she was in.

She took the cake and called Huo nianyan as she walked towards the school gate. It was still a busy tone, but the soles of her feet were put on by a hard object.

Jane Huan lowered her head. On the concrete floor lay a broken small mobile phone. The back cover was broken in two and the battery fell out. The familiar happy pattern suddenly made her feel depressed. She squatted down and picked it up, but she couldn't restore the mobile phone to its original appearance.

The unbearable discomfort filled her senses. Jane Huan stood on the road with a cake and a broken mobile phone. She thought of Huo nianyan's smiling face, which was sour and helpless. This feeling was more serious than when Yan Jingshen didn't want her. It was unspeakable emptiness and loneliness.

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