Love You To The Bones
Chapter 475
Step by step, Fang Xiaoran walks into the operating table in the emergency room.
The light above her head flashed a pale light, which made her heart uneasy.
Quiet as water in the space, silent.
Only her heart was beating very hard, and the monitor, which was more than one person high by the operating table, made a slight ticking sound with those red light spots.
Fang Xiaoran stood in the middle of the operating table, slowly lowered her eyes and stared at the man who was wrapped in a white quilt. There was no movement at all. She only showed her pale face and said nothing——
It's like it's really dead.
After taking a deep breath, Fang Xiaoran stretched out her hand and gently opened a corner of the quilt. Her vision fell inch by inch. In the ups and downs of light and shadow, she saw the sick man's clothes on his elbow, exposing his bloodstained arm. In addition to the blood, there were many pieces of grass dust and soil, which were not cleaned up.
Maybe the doctors and nurses are busy saving his life and haven't had time to clean up his wounds.
Fang Xiaoran was so sad that she clenched the railing beside the operating table with one hand, carefully protected her stomach, slowly bent down, found the best posture, squatted down, held his cold palm with her slender fingers, buried her pale face in his scarred palm, and said gently and firmly, "Shen Zichuan, I don't know if you can hear me, but if you really love me and bao'er and my baby, you must listen to my next words word by word, in your ears and in your heart."
The whispering voice was very small and erratic, but it seemed that Fang Xiaoran had exhausted all her strength. A few words made her almost out of breath.
She took a deep breath and then said, "Shen Zichuan, me, bao'er, and the children in her belly, we all need you. With you, we have a home, a complete home, but if you can't get through it, our home will break up."
"Shen Zichuan, you can't get through it. Bao'er hasn't found a matching bone marrow now. She probably has less than two months to survive. At that time, you and bao'er have left. What's the meaning of me and the child in my stomach living?"
"So, I think, if you don't wake up tomorrow, I'll go to the doctor to have a direct abortion. One body and two lives. It's also good for our family to get together in hell."
"You know my character. I'm stubborn. I can do it when I say it!"
After saying these words at one breath, Fang Xiaoran supported her already weak body and was very tired. She removed her pale face from the man's palm, slowly stood up her heavy body by the strength of the railing, looked down at the motionless man silently, and planned to turn and go out.
She's finished what she wants to say.
As for whether Shen Zichuan wakes up, it depends on how strong his inner power wants to wake up.
So far, all she can do is wait and listen to fate.
Behind him came the creaking sound of opening the door and the undisguised sound of pumping, which was obviously frightened by her cruel words just now.
Fang Xiaoran turned around and looked up. She saw song Zijian put on sterilized clothes, hats and gloves. She was shocked and stared at her. Her eyes were stunned. "Sister-in-law, you... Are you really going to have an abortion?"
Mother, this woman usually looks gentle and quiet. Unexpectedly, she is cruel. She is even more ferocious than the crazy woman like jiangman night.
It's terrible to step on a horse!
Fang Xiaoran looked straight at him, politely nodded to him, didn't say another word, dragged her weak legs, passed by him, passed through the isolation door and walked to the dressing room. Her back was slim but unusually quiet.
Song Zijian frowned, and his facial expression was vaguely uneasy and confused. He strode to the operating table with long legs, and his vision was projected onto the large screen of the monitor for the first time.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, thought he was wrong, and patiently stared at the fluctuating red line for more than ten seconds. The happy smile on his face was more and more in full bloom, "lying in the groove! Brother Zichuan, your brain nerve cells began to be active. Great, you still can't die this time."
After the joy, song Zijian immediately collapsed his shoulders, twisted his eyebrows and roared, "Shit, brother Zichuan, you're so unkind. Xiaojizi and I coaxed you to say good words for a long time, and you didn't respond at all. As a result, your woman didn't coax you for half a sentence, only caught you threatening and intimidating, but you responded immediately. What does that mean? It means you're cheap, too cheap!"
After the roar, song Zijian's mouth could no longer open. His eyes lit up, and his heart beat violently. He looked down at the silent man lying in the white quilt, silent and silent.
After a long time, he finally responded and rushed over, grabbed Shen Zichuan's big palm hanging outside the quilt, crying and laughing without image, "Brother Zichuan, hold on first. I'll find a doctor to diagnose you and have an operation right away. Oh, by the way, I'll tell xiaojizi the good news that you finally have something moving. Although he didn't say anything, I just stepped on the horse to know that his mood is as bad as me. He feels so bad that he wants to cry."
Ji muyuan smoked in the smoking room. He received a phone call from Song Zijian. He heard the silly fork shouting at the end of the mobile phone. For the first time, he didn't dislike it. Suddenly, he threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, slowly raised his hand and covered his hot and burning eyes.
Thank God, it's good that Zichuan can survive!
Soon, Shen Zichuan began to prepare all the work before the operation. Under the arrangement of song Zijian, who was ecstatic and enthusiastic, it was carried out in an orderly manner.
When Ji muyuan arrived at the emergency room, the door had been tightly closed.
In front of a small operating table, the most top neurologists in China gathered to perform brain craniotomy and debris removal for Shen Zichuan.
Song Zijian's face was no longer anxious and ugly. He walked a few steps to Ji muyuan's side and raised his hand to punch him in the chest. He was very excited. "Xiaojizi, the operation has begun. Should we go and inform my sister-in-law?"
"Not for the time being."
Ji muyuan raised his eyes, stared at the flashing red indicator light and shook his head calmly. "When Zichuan did wake up, tell her again. That night, like Zichuan, she experienced so many bullets and life and death. Regardless of her body or spirit, she has reached her limit and can no longer bear the blow from hope to disappointment."
"I see! It's OK. Then tell her the good news when brother Zichuan wakes up completely."
On the other hand, Fang Xiaoran left the operating room and went to another intensive care unit to see Fang bao'er. Calculated, she hasn't seen the little guy for almost four days.
In the intensive care unit, the little guy was sleepy, but in just a few days, his beautiful blond soft hair on his head fell out and lay quietly on the hospital bed. His light little head, against his small face, became more and more pale.
He raised his hand and gently touched his daughter's cold little face. Fang Xiaoran choked in her throat and burst into tears. "Baby, Mommy came to see you. Wake up and shout Mommy again, okay, okay!"
Then no one answered her.
One side is the beloved man whose life and death is unknown, and the other is the baby daughter who has been sentenced to death by the doctor. No matter who has an accident, she will be heartbroken and miserable.
She is now like a candle burning at both ends. No matter which end, she is suffering and despair.
Fang Xiaoran's weak and soft body slowly fell on the snow-white wall. Her heart twitched in pain. For a moment, she was in a trance. She just felt that heaven and earth were big, but she didn't leave her a way to live.
Xiao Huange came in with dinner and a bottle of hot water bottle. He saw Fang Xiaoran kneeling weakly on the ground and panting in his mouth. His nerves were tense and sweating wildly. He quickly put down his things and ran towards her, "Ranran... Ranran, what's the matter with you?"
The light above her head flashed a pale light, which made her heart uneasy.
Quiet as water in the space, silent.
Only her heart was beating very hard, and the monitor, which was more than one person high by the operating table, made a slight ticking sound with those red light spots.
Fang Xiaoran stood in the middle of the operating table, slowly lowered her eyes and stared at the man who was wrapped in a white quilt. There was no movement at all. She only showed her pale face and said nothing——
It's like it's really dead.
After taking a deep breath, Fang Xiaoran stretched out her hand and gently opened a corner of the quilt. Her vision fell inch by inch. In the ups and downs of light and shadow, she saw the sick man's clothes on his elbow, exposing his bloodstained arm. In addition to the blood, there were many pieces of grass dust and soil, which were not cleaned up.
Maybe the doctors and nurses are busy saving his life and haven't had time to clean up his wounds.
Fang Xiaoran was so sad that she clenched the railing beside the operating table with one hand, carefully protected her stomach, slowly bent down, found the best posture, squatted down, held his cold palm with her slender fingers, buried her pale face in his scarred palm, and said gently and firmly, "Shen Zichuan, I don't know if you can hear me, but if you really love me and bao'er and my baby, you must listen to my next words word by word, in your ears and in your heart."
The whispering voice was very small and erratic, but it seemed that Fang Xiaoran had exhausted all her strength. A few words made her almost out of breath.
She took a deep breath and then said, "Shen Zichuan, me, bao'er, and the children in her belly, we all need you. With you, we have a home, a complete home, but if you can't get through it, our home will break up."
"Shen Zichuan, you can't get through it. Bao'er hasn't found a matching bone marrow now. She probably has less than two months to survive. At that time, you and bao'er have left. What's the meaning of me and the child in my stomach living?"
"So, I think, if you don't wake up tomorrow, I'll go to the doctor to have a direct abortion. One body and two lives. It's also good for our family to get together in hell."
"You know my character. I'm stubborn. I can do it when I say it!"
After saying these words at one breath, Fang Xiaoran supported her already weak body and was very tired. She removed her pale face from the man's palm, slowly stood up her heavy body by the strength of the railing, looked down at the motionless man silently, and planned to turn and go out.
She's finished what she wants to say.
As for whether Shen Zichuan wakes up, it depends on how strong his inner power wants to wake up.
So far, all she can do is wait and listen to fate.
Behind him came the creaking sound of opening the door and the undisguised sound of pumping, which was obviously frightened by her cruel words just now.
Fang Xiaoran turned around and looked up. She saw song Zijian put on sterilized clothes, hats and gloves. She was shocked and stared at her. Her eyes were stunned. "Sister-in-law, you... Are you really going to have an abortion?"
Mother, this woman usually looks gentle and quiet. Unexpectedly, she is cruel. She is even more ferocious than the crazy woman like jiangman night.
It's terrible to step on a horse!
Fang Xiaoran looked straight at him, politely nodded to him, didn't say another word, dragged her weak legs, passed by him, passed through the isolation door and walked to the dressing room. Her back was slim but unusually quiet.
Song Zijian frowned, and his facial expression was vaguely uneasy and confused. He strode to the operating table with long legs, and his vision was projected onto the large screen of the monitor for the first time.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, thought he was wrong, and patiently stared at the fluctuating red line for more than ten seconds. The happy smile on his face was more and more in full bloom, "lying in the groove! Brother Zichuan, your brain nerve cells began to be active. Great, you still can't die this time."
After the joy, song Zijian immediately collapsed his shoulders, twisted his eyebrows and roared, "Shit, brother Zichuan, you're so unkind. Xiaojizi and I coaxed you to say good words for a long time, and you didn't respond at all. As a result, your woman didn't coax you for half a sentence, only caught you threatening and intimidating, but you responded immediately. What does that mean? It means you're cheap, too cheap!"
After the roar, song Zijian's mouth could no longer open. His eyes lit up, and his heart beat violently. He looked down at the silent man lying in the white quilt, silent and silent.
After a long time, he finally responded and rushed over, grabbed Shen Zichuan's big palm hanging outside the quilt, crying and laughing without image, "Brother Zichuan, hold on first. I'll find a doctor to diagnose you and have an operation right away. Oh, by the way, I'll tell xiaojizi the good news that you finally have something moving. Although he didn't say anything, I just stepped on the horse to know that his mood is as bad as me. He feels so bad that he wants to cry."
Ji muyuan smoked in the smoking room. He received a phone call from Song Zijian. He heard the silly fork shouting at the end of the mobile phone. For the first time, he didn't dislike it. Suddenly, he threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, slowly raised his hand and covered his hot and burning eyes.
Thank God, it's good that Zichuan can survive!
Soon, Shen Zichuan began to prepare all the work before the operation. Under the arrangement of song Zijian, who was ecstatic and enthusiastic, it was carried out in an orderly manner.
When Ji muyuan arrived at the emergency room, the door had been tightly closed.
In front of a small operating table, the most top neurologists in China gathered to perform brain craniotomy and debris removal for Shen Zichuan.
Song Zijian's face was no longer anxious and ugly. He walked a few steps to Ji muyuan's side and raised his hand to punch him in the chest. He was very excited. "Xiaojizi, the operation has begun. Should we go and inform my sister-in-law?"
"Not for the time being."
Ji muyuan raised his eyes, stared at the flashing red indicator light and shook his head calmly. "When Zichuan did wake up, tell her again. That night, like Zichuan, she experienced so many bullets and life and death. Regardless of her body or spirit, she has reached her limit and can no longer bear the blow from hope to disappointment."
"I see! It's OK. Then tell her the good news when brother Zichuan wakes up completely."
On the other hand, Fang Xiaoran left the operating room and went to another intensive care unit to see Fang bao'er. Calculated, she hasn't seen the little guy for almost four days.
In the intensive care unit, the little guy was sleepy, but in just a few days, his beautiful blond soft hair on his head fell out and lay quietly on the hospital bed. His light little head, against his small face, became more and more pale.
He raised his hand and gently touched his daughter's cold little face. Fang Xiaoran choked in her throat and burst into tears. "Baby, Mommy came to see you. Wake up and shout Mommy again, okay, okay!"
Then no one answered her.
One side is the beloved man whose life and death is unknown, and the other is the baby daughter who has been sentenced to death by the doctor. No matter who has an accident, she will be heartbroken and miserable.
She is now like a candle burning at both ends. No matter which end, she is suffering and despair.
Fang Xiaoran's weak and soft body slowly fell on the snow-white wall. Her heart twitched in pain. For a moment, she was in a trance. She just felt that heaven and earth were big, but she didn't leave her a way to live.
Xiao Huange came in with dinner and a bottle of hot water bottle. He saw Fang Xiaoran kneeling weakly on the ground and panting in his mouth. His nerves were tense and sweating wildly. He quickly put down his things and ran towards her, "Ranran... Ranran, what's the matter with you?"
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