Love You To The Bones

As soon as Fang Xiaoran finished his words, he heard song Zijian yell, "I came to you to discuss that Zichuan must have craniotomy immediately. You are his wife, and the operation can only be done with your signature."

Ji muyuan glanced deeply at the goods and said, "these experts have studied for several hours just now. The problem now is that Zichuan's brain contains not only the congestion caused by the car accident six years ago, but also the debris caused by the boulder shock.

These small fragments are stuck in the position of nerves and blood vessels. Over time, they will cause poor blood supply and brain nerve atrophy, and Zichuan will become a vegetable sooner or later. "

"No, it won't. Shen Zichuan will definitely not become a vegetable."

Fang Xiaoran's eyes crossed the transparent glass window and saw the man lying on the operating table in the intensive care unit. Jun's face was thin, his beard was broken, his eyes were deep, and his eyelids were quietly closed.

Quiet, like a dead man!

At that moment, Fang Xiaoran's hands clenched tightly into fists. Her vision gradually became blurred. There were hot tears in her eyes. She was no longer willing to admit it, but her heart still hurt for the man.

She never wanted him to die, never.

Ji muyuan held the cigarette's right hand, trembling and trembling again. He wanted to put the cigarette holder into his firm lips, but he raised his hand and raised it for so long that his fingers trembled and couldn't lift it up and reach his lips.

A cruelly trained special forces captain had seen many bloody scenes, but at this moment, he trembled so much that he couldn't even smoke.

What does this mean?

It shows that Shen Zichuan's physical condition may be more serious than the conclusion described by experts.

Then, Fang Xiaoran heard song Zijian cursing, "this time, brother Zichuan is dead whether he has surgery or not. He was killed by two bitches Xiao Jingcheng and Xiao Jingyi.

Damn thief, why don't you give brother Zichuan a way to live? "

The group of white haired experts, who used the relationship and contacts between Ji muyuan's father and song Zijian's father, came from all parts of the country to find the best treatment for Shen Zichuan.

They got together, talked endlessly, discussed and discussed, and found that each scheme had its defects, and they were not 100% sure that they could be foolproof.

Fang Xiaoran stood where she was, watching their lips open and close, but her mind was buzzing and making a noise.

She has become a narrow space, quiet and sad, like another world.

The only concern is the man in the intensive care unit, the countless transparent tubes inserted into him, and the monitoring instruments that make a ticking sound.

Her throat seemed to be suddenly stuffed with a handful of cold ice residue, which made her shiver.

Her eyes followed the white sheet covering him bit by bit. In the gloomy light of the incandescent lamp, she saw Shen Zichuan's exposed leg.

It was clean, but the skin on the surface was covered with layers of wounds. Some of them were cracked and bleeding, soaked the white gauze, and the blood dripping on the Milky marble floor was shocking.

The drops of blood seemed to drop on Fang Xiaoran's heart, and she couldn't breathe.

Over there, song Zijian and Ji muyuan discussed until the end, but they didn't get a result. They all turned their eyes to Fang Xiaoran and asked her what she wanted to do.

Fang Xiaoran looked back at each of them, and her pale little face showed a bitter smile.

What else can she do?

Without treatment, Shen Zichuan must become a vegetable.

Sign for treatment. At least, he has a chance to survive. Even if the probability is small, she is frightened.

She stared at Shen Zichuan's bloodstained injured leg, her heart was sour and painful, her sight was blurred, and her voice was empty, word by word.

She said, "this operation, do it, I agree."

Turning around, she looked at Ji muyuan and song Zijian and said quietly, "before the operation, please tell him I'm pregnant. If he doesn't hold up, I'll marry Xiao Jingcheng with my baby and Fang Baoer. I'll do what I say!"

When she said these words, Fang Xiaoran's face was expressionless, as if she were saying something unrelated to herself.

"Hiss"!

This kind-hearted, too cruel.

Her words frightened song Zijian to take a breath. She stretched out her hand to point to Fang Xiaoran and kept showing her teeth, "sister-in-law, do you want to be so cruel?"

"Tell him. If he really cares about me, bao'er and my baby, he will live well."

With that, Fang Xiaoran turned and walked to the door. Before she left, she never looked back at Shen Zichuan, even one glance.

It was not that she was cruel and heartless, but that she had long been confused with tears.

She was afraid that if she looked at Shen Zichuan more, the tears she had endured for a long time would flow down.

She didn't want, nor did she want the people present to see her embarrassed and vulnerable appearance.

Until she got out of the intensive care unit, Fang Xiaoran took a deep breath, slowly raised her head and stubbornly poured back the tears in her eyes.

Shen Zichuan is unconscious. Who can see her tears? Who will love her?

Facing Shen Bai, he hurried over. Seeing Fang Xiaoran standing motionless in the corridor, he was stunned for a second. He immediately went to her and said respectfully, "madam, I just came from the company. How is Mr. Shen?"

"His condition is not very good at present."

Looking at Shen Bai's concerned eyes, Fang Xiaoran reluctantly nodded politely, "these days, the company is in constant trouble, and Shen Zichuan's body makes you work hard because of my condition."

From Xiao Huange's mouth, she learned that Shen's group had been involved in more than 20 human life lawsuits during this period, and was in deep water.

If it hadn't been for Shen Bai and a group of senior executives to turn the tide, perhaps without Shen Zichuan at the helm, the Shen group would have been swallowed up by those evil minded people such as Xiao Jingyi and Fang Yanrong.

"Madam, don't say that. Mr. Shen gives me a very generous salary. I should do all this."

"That's good." Fang Xiaoran smiled reluctantly. "If there's anything I can do, you must tell me."

"Madam, I really need your help right now."

Shen Bai glanced around and found that although there were not many people coming and going in the corridor, considering the confidentiality, he motioned Fang Xiaoran to go to a remote corner of the fire passage with him, took out a stack of documents from his briefcase and handed them to her, "madam, look at this first."

"What is this?" Fang Xiaoran asked puzzled.