Love You To The Bones

Facing Fang Xiaoran's inquiry, Xiao Jingcheng hesitated for a moment and didn't know how to answer.

Shen Zichuan suffered serious trauma all over. Up to now, he is still in emergency rescue in the emergency room, especially in the brain——

It is said that a lot of congestion oppressed the brain nerves. If one can't get it right, he will either become a vegetable and can't wake up after a long sleep like his father Shen Tengyun, or he will die on the operating table.

In a word, it's not a good result.

But these big truths, Xiao Jingcheng can't tell Fang Xiaoran frankly at this time.

With her extremely weak body and fragile mental state, she can't bear such a big blow.

If it is not done well, it will lead to the risk of miscarriage again.

"I don't know much about him. I mainly focused on you and the children, and bao'er." Xiao Jingcheng slowly released his arms around Fang Xiaoran, walked aside, poured a cup of warm boiled water and handed it to her, pretending to be nothing, "Ranran, are you hungry? First drink water to moisten your throat. I'll go out and buy you dinner. When I come back, I'll ask you about Shen Zichuan."

With that, he was in a hurry. He no longer asked Xiaoran what she wanted to eat as carefully as before. He turned and walked to the door.

As if someone was going to chase him behind him, he stepped on two long legs, walked faster and faster, and disappeared from the ward in the twinkling of an eye.

The more he faltered, the more Fang Xiaoran felt that something must have happened to Shen Zichuan. Her heart was in a panic. She drank a few salivas in a hurry. She had just moved slowly and got out of bed. The door was pushed open with a sudden bang. Song Zijian and Ji muyuan came in. Their faces were particularly hard to see and showed a layer of miserable white.

Among them, song Zijian quickly walked two steps to Fang Xiaoran's bed, took a deep breath and said in a astringent voice, "little sister-in-law, brother Zichuan... He is in a very bad situation now. He has been lying in the operating room for two days and nights and hasn't recovered. The doctor has exhausted all the rescue means, which are useless, and all the means don't work."

As he spoke, song Zijian's mood was almost out of control. He closed his eyes and suddenly opened them. His eyes were full of water vapor and choked. "The attending doctor said that now there is only one last way, that is, to find someone closest to him and constantly call him in his ear to stimulate his brain nerves. Maybe brother Zichuan will wake up.

These two days, xiaojizi and I were beside him and shouted for a long time. Our throat was hoarse and fart was useless.

So, we thought, when you wake up, please try it. Brother Zichuan loves you so much and cares about you. I believe you can wake him up. "

Song Zijian's words made Fang Xiaoran's sadness expand infinitely.

For a moment, her vision was hazy and blurred, her breathing was almost stagnant, and her heart converged into a ball, which was very uncomfortable.

She finally understood that Shen Zichuan paid far more than she thought in order to take her back from Jiang manye.

He almost gave his whole life——

If none of this can prove that he loves her, what else can prove it?

Fang Xiaoran turned pale, opened her closed eyes with tears. Looking at Song Zijian and Ji muyuan, she slowly stood up straight, "I know. Where is he? Please take me there."

Song Zijian hurried out, "brother Zichuan is still in the operating room. He didn't get off the operating table at all."

"Yes."

Fang Xiaoran's body trembled slightly. She took a hard breath in her chest and hung in mid air. She was worried about bao'er's condition and Shen Zichuan's safety. There was no end to the endless panic.

Song Zijian also wanted to talk about the specific situation of Shen Zichuan, but Ji muyuan stopped his eyes and motioned him not to talk any more. Fang Xiaoran was also a person who had just come back from the gate of hell. She was weak and pregnant. All she had left was to hold on and not fall down. Don't put too much pressure on her to avoid hurting her and the child.

After signaling song Zijian, Ji muyuan turned his head, looked at Fang Xiaoran's pale face and asked solemnly, "are you okay? If you can't carry it, don't hold it. When you recover, you can go to see Zichuan again. Don't be in a hurry."

"I'm fine. Let's go." Fang Xiaoran shook her head, red eyes, clenched her teeth, accelerated her pace and stepped into the elevator.

Her intensive care unit is not far from the emergency room of Shen Zichuan's operation.

One is on the fourth floor and the other is on the second floor. The elevator arrives from top to bottom in two or three seconds.

As a pregnant woman who has been sleeping for two days, Fang Xiaoran's spirit is very weak. She walks in the corridor and takes about seven or eight steps. Her physical strength passes very fast. She quickly feels tired and weak, dizzy, sore eyes, ears and even auditory hallucinations.

Passing an office with the door closed, she seemed to hear Xiao Jingcheng's hoarse and impatient roar.

"Aren't you a group of experts who claim to be the top and most sophisticated brain neurologists in the whole Chinese country? Why, such a serious patient, who has been treated by you for two days and nights, is still unconscious and lying on the operating table... Grass! Can you give a word, when will he wake up?"

"We can't tell when Mr. Shen will wake up. After all, the range of brain nerves involved is too complex, and the capillaries are thin and fragile. What's more, he has had two operations before. Another operation can't guarantee 100% success. A little carelessness will have immeasurable serious consequences for Mr. Shen. Such a huge responsibility, None of our doctors here can afford it. "

"What should I do? Can I only watch Shen Zichuan sit and eat and wait to die?" Xiao Jingcheng roared hurriedly, took a few puffs of cigarettes, and the green veins on his forehead jumped.

Fang Xiaoran's vision, through the narrow gap between the door and the door frame, saw Xiao Jingcheng's familiar back and his arm holding smoke, trembling slightly with the naked eye.

With his previous character and position, he would only hate Shen Zichuan more than anyone, and would like Shen Zichuan to die. But at this moment, he was trembling and panicking about Shen Zichuan's life.

Everything he did was for her and worried about her.

Because he knew that if something happened to Shen Zichuan, she might not survive.

Therefore, he told a white lie in front of her that he didn't understand Shen Zichuan, but in fact, he knew everything.

Song Zijian accompanied Fang Xiaoran to the left. Obviously, he also heard the dialogue between Xiao Jingcheng and the doctor. He quickly turned his head and looked at Ji muyuan behind him. Then he came up to Fang Xiaoran, looked at her pale little face and explained dryly, "Little sister-in-law, don't listen to Xiao Xiaosan. Brother Zichuan's body is not as serious as they say. In fact, it's complex and simple. As long as his brain can sense your call, he should wake up soon."

Such comfort is pale and powerless, and the other party Xiaoran doesn't have much substantive effect.

She pursed her white lips and made no more noise. With song Zijian's nod, she pushed open the door of the operating room, changed her disinfection clothes and hats in the compartment, put on disinfection gloves, pushed open the isolation door, and slowly dragged her trembling steps to the operating table.

Song Zijian stood outside the door and planned to change his sterilized clothes, hats and gloves, but he was stopped by Ji muyuan. "At this time, let the two of them be alone. Don't join the fun. I don't know whether this time... Is it a separation or a farewell."

Hearing the speech, song Zijian almost burst into tears. He looked up and breathed deeply. Only then did he stop the pain in his chest, close his eyes, be silent, and never say a word again.