Rebirth of the Revenge Queen

"Really?" Fang Yuan looks at Fang Lian, with expectation in her words.

"Really." Fang Lian nodded her head and looked at Fang Yuan. In her heart, she had some bad feelings: "do you like him?"

"Who doesn't like it?" Fang Yuan's head is resting on a pillow, and her face looks a little different from the past: "I don't want to have a man I like. I don't believe that there are princes in the world. I just want our sisters to have a better life."

Fang Yuan's speaking speed is very slow. After so many experiences, she has also grown up a lot. Now she not only lives for herself, but also for her sister.

Fang Lian listens to Fang Yuan's words, the expression on her face is slightly stagnant, and her heart is mixed with five flavors.

How could this happen? How could it be reduced to what it is today.

"You have a good rest." Fang Lian then stood up.

"Sister, where are you going?" Fang Yuan asked.

"I have something else to do. I'll be back soon." Fang Lian said and went out.

"Xiao can't really..." Fang Yuan was interrupted by Fang Lian before she had finished asking.

"He dare not." Leaving this sentence, Fang Lian went straight out of the ward.

As soon as he closed the door, Fang Lian fell to the ground as if his whole body had been drained. He covered his mouth with his hands to prevent him from crying. The tears on his face burst the dike, and the whole person was shaking.

If it's really retribution, why not retribution on her?

Why should retribution be on the person she cares about the most?

Where does she need Fang Yuan's protection? She just wants to keep Fang Yuan from generation to generation. Why can't God even make her such a humble wish come true?

Fang Lian's heart opened a gap, and all the sorrows and all the hate penetrated into the gap. Her heart was filled with all these, full of no gap left.

On the one hand is the sense of suffocation of despair, on the other hand is the pain of the heart about to be blown up.

The hospital floor is cold enough to rush into her bones and pick out all her cruelty.

Fang Yuan's sufferings will be thousands of times and hundreds of times of revenge on those who should be punished.

No one can escape.

After crying for a long time, Fang Liancai slowly stood up. Her face was so expressionless and light that it seemed that nothing had happened. If it was not for her eyes that were still red, it would be as if the person who had just cried was not her.

Fang Lian left the hospital. Now Fang Yuan's condition is finally stable. She should do what she should have done.

……

Ilanyou's operation was scheduled for Wednesday afternoon, and it was announced that the deterioration of ilanyou's leg injury is in urgent need of surgical treatment.

Originally, there were different opinions on the matter of ilanyou's hospitalization. First, it was suddenly said that the leg injury worsened. How? Can fracture still worsen to want the condition of operation?

In fact, people were also staring at this side before, but Fang Yuan suddenly got distracted by that incident. Now, after ilanyou operation, people naturally turned their attention back again.

"Family members, please sign."

Ehorn quickly wrote his name with a pen. Although ilanyou has done a lot of psychological work for him, he is still very nervous today. He has signed his name many times and it is also twisted because of his mood.

"Dad, it's OK." Ilan you looks more calm, with a smile on his face.

"Well." Yihaoen looked at the prepared Yilan's tiny red eyes: "Dad is waiting for you here."

"Well." Ilan you nodded, her always gentle smile on her face.

"Come on Said Xiang jiuer with a small fist.

"Well." Ilan you nodded his head.

"Operating room three." A doctor came to say hello.

"I see." The doctor who had been in charge of ilanyou nodded his head and gave ilanyou a sign.

"I'm ready." Ilanyou's gentle manner is like going to a small party rather than an open operation.

"Well."

After that, he was pushed into the operating room for general anesthesia.

In the moment of wandering consciousness, ilanyou felt fear for the first time.

She's not afraid, she's just afraid to show her fear.

If she is afraid of herself, how can the people around her look at her directly?

Breathing deeply, Ilan you felt that her consciousness was becoming more and more blurred until her eyes were closed. The last thought flashed in Ilan you's mind was that she could not die. She had not found the Apocalypse of the dragon. She could not die before she saw him.

Maybe even ilanyou himself would be surprised that his last thought was this.

But she was not given any chance to think more. After the general anesthesia was successful, the surgeon said, "the operation begins."

……

Outside the operating room, ihorn was in a panic against the wall, pacing back and forth to jiuer, and he said: "after eating so much, it must be OK, the body is great, it must be OK, she has eaten so much..."

In the middle of the operation, Yuan Hui came: "how about youyou? Why don't you tell me if it gets worse? What did the doctor say? Will it hurt the bone? "

In a word, she's really derelict as a mother. She actually saw the news about her daughter's fracture and recuperation from the Internet. What's the point!

"It's OK. YouYou are afraid that you are worried. Let's not tell you." Yihaoen's mind was in a mess. Apparently, he comforted Yuan Hui with a good voice: "it's OK, it's really OK."

"How can I hide it from you?" Yuan Hui frowned. That was her daughter, the most beloved person in the world.

"Aunt Hui, don't worry. You've been eating very healthy. You've eaten too much. You'll be fine." Xiang jiuer comforted her.

"Well," Yuan Hui stirred his hands uneasily, "it will be OK. It will be quiet and lovely. It will be OK."

"Well." Ihorn also nodded: "it will be OK."

"Hiss." Taking a breath of cool air, Yuan Hui suddenly felt that he could not breathe when his chest was tight.

"What's the matter with you?" Yihaoen quickly helped Yuan Hui and asked, "what's the matter? What's wrong? "

"I don't know." Yuan Hui's eyes were fixed on the closed door of the operating room. She had a bad premonition.

The door of the operating room was flung open, and a nurse hurried out and went straight to Ian: "the patient's heart is short of blood supply. There is no blood of the same type in the blood bank as the patient. Which of you is the same type of blood source as the patient, continue the blood transfusion!"

"Here..." Yuan Hui's face was white: "youyou and I are not of the same blood type..." After all, Yuan Hui looks at yihaoen. They are of the same blood type.

Yihaoen's eyes to Yuan Hui come to understand.

"Lose me." Ehorn takes off his suit coat and hands it to Xiang jiu'er, who is next to him. He holds the sleeve of his shirt and walks away with the nurse.

"Aunt Hui, it will be OK." Xiang jiuer's heart was in a mess, but he kept comforting Yuan Hui: "it will be OK."

Yuan Hui slowly turned his head and looked at Xiang jiu'er: "doesn't it mean the fracture? Why the heart is short of blood? What are you hiding from me! "

“……” Xiang jiuer opens his mouth but doesn't know where to start.

"Jiuer, you What's the matter? " Yuan Hui's eyes were wide open. There were tears in his eyes. His face was solemn and sad.