Drifting Towards You

Su Xiangwan slowly got up and got dressed.

Seeing the empty ward was a little lost.

Climbing out of the bed with great effort, but fortunately there is basically no injury on the leg, but it does not delay walking.

Gently rubbed against the door of the ward, opened the door, and stood in the corridor and looked at both sides.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Mu Beiting standing in front of the window at the end of the corridor, with his back facing him, as if smoking a cigarette.

Su Xiangwan stood there, staring at his back for a long time.

In the end, he stepped forward gently.

Mu Beiting stood at the window, looking far ahead, smoking the cigarette in his hand hard, his eyes were deep, and there was an indescribable alienation and indifference between his brows.

Su Xiangwan walked behind him, but he didn't notice it.

She looked at his back, solitary in the world, extremely desolate and lonely.

He didn't say a word, there was a faint mist in front of him, but it made people feel distressed inexplicably.

She knew that he was blaming himself and feeling uncomfortable.

She couldn't see her back, but she knew that those injuries must have hurt him.

She gently lifted the back of her hand, a little strenuous, but still slowly hugged him from behind.

Suddenly there were a pair of soft little hands on his waist, soft and white, Mu Beiting was startled slightly, raising his hand to pinch out the cigarette butt.

Su Xiangwan's small face was lightly pressed against his back, and he whispered: "Your temper is really getting worse and worse."

Mu Beiting's lips moved slightly without making a sound.

"Anyone left me in the ward and ran out."

He turned around, raised her small face with one hand, and stared for a long time: "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't suffer these injuries."

"Will you hurt if I am injured?" she asked.

"meeting."

She smiled and hugged him gently: "I'm afraid of pain, but if you stay with me, I will be happy. The life I want is to have you laugh with me, and if you accompany me to hurt, Mu Beiting, I don't want to A person."

He hugged her tightly and said softly, "Okay."

A few days later, until Xiang Yi was pushed into the operating room, Su Xiangwan knew that he was not out of danger.

Before the operating room, Su Xiangwan was cold all over, sitting on the orange seat, very nervous.

Mu Beiting took a dress and put it on her, waiting with her.

Yuan Xue and Xiang Ling also came.

Yuan Xue always blamed herself very much. She couldn't help with anything that day. Instead, she could only watch Xiang Yi and Su Xiangwan lose half their lives, but she couldn't do anything.

Su Xiangwan gently shook her hand: "Sister Xue, don't blame yourself, Xiang Yi will definitely be fine."

Yuan Xue squeezed a smile at her, her eyes fell on the light in front of the operating room, but worried.

Su Xiangwan didn't say much, her cold hands clasped tightly.

She didn't know if Xiang Yi would be okay.

If you follow the trajectory of the previous life, Xiang Yi will be safe until her death.

But maybe it's like the butterfly effect. Many things in this life have changed too much.

It's like she married Mu Beiting and still pregnant, like Li Qingqing married Song Ziming, like Zhao Xinning's death.

All this is completely different from the previous life.

So she doesn't know, will Xiang Yi also...

Seeing her nervousness and anxiety, Mu Beiting sat next to her, took her into his arms, and said softly, "Rong Chen is the youngest talented medical scientist."

Su Xiangwan looked at him and nodded gently.

He turned his gaze to the little girl in the corner.

Xiang Ling wore a simple T-shirt and jeans, with no expression on his face, and some of them were tough and calm that were not suitable for his age.

Su Xiangwan felt a headache, got up and walked to her and gently hugged her into his arms: "Xiang Yi will be fine, for sure."