The mystery husband is a little bad

"Can't you have a look?" Fu Zhongting also asked.

The director said, "yes, you can see a lot when you push it out."

The director's humorous answer seemed to defuse the uneasiness in the air, and the four couldn't help laughing.

At this time, the door of the operating room opened, and Tang Jiyao was wearing an oxygen mask on his face. His body was covered with green soldiers. He could not see anything, but he was pale and still in a coma.

Jingyou and Suya then follow along. In Jingyou's heart, there seem to be a lot of big stones blocked up. The uncomfortable breath is not smooth, and the eyes are red again.

The distance between the monitoring room and the operating room is not far, Tang Jiyao is pushed to go, and others can only wait outside the door.

The director said, "well, I have seen n eyes. Go back and wait for the news."

"But..." The quiet feeling can't help but choking.

The director looked at her and smiled: "don't worry, he's very hard. He didn't hang on the operating table. I guess Lord Yan will never accept her."

This sentence, let Fu Zhongting's heart also follow a loose, and heavily patted the director's shoulder: "Lao Zhang, I know you can do it, please drink back."

"Ha ha, thank you. I don't drink. I just want to go back to sleep for a while. I'm going to work soon. Can I go now?"

"Let's go. Let's go. Let's go to bed. Let's go back to have a rest."

Finally, Jingyou followed Fu Zhongting and Zhong Jiaqi.

Military hospitals, in fact, have nothing to worry about. Such outstanding soldiers as Tang Jiyao will surely be given 120000 yuan of care.

It's just that night. I'm so tired. I didn't think before. Now I'm relaxed. I'm really tired and aching.

Fu Zhongting pointed to the breakfast shop outside the hospital and said, "first go to have something to eat, then go back to sleep. What can I do when I wake up?"

When I asked for porridge, soy milk and steamed stuffed bun, I ate them hot, my stomach warmed, my body warmed quickly, and my mind seemed to follow me.

But Jingyou didn't eat much, so she quickly put down her chopsticks. Su Ya said, "you haven't eaten in a day or a night. Have some more."

Jingyou shook his head: "I've had enough. I'm sick in my stomach. You should eat more."

"It doesn't matter," said Zhong Jiaqi. "The hotel has food. Just call when you are hungry."

Fu Zhongting opened a room for them in the nearest hotel of the hospital so that they could have a good rest.

When she got back to the room, Suya was really tired. After taking a bath, she fell asleep on the bed. She was very sleepy. She felt that her brain was in a mess and seemed to explode, but she could not sleep in the bed.

The curtains of the room were all drawn. The room was dark. Her eyes could see the ceiling above her head when they got used to the darkness. She was stunned at the ceiling.

Last night was a short night, but it seemed to be a long one. She experienced despair to hope. Her heart was filled with all kinds of surging emotions, like a volcano, about to erupt.

She didn't understand what was wrong with her, why there was such a big mood fluctuation, didn't understand, really didn't understand. She didn't always avoid it when he was away from her.

In all kinds of complicated thoughts, Jingyou finally slowly closed his eyes.

Just as soon as she fell asleep, Tang Jiyao's figure appeared in her dream. She dreamed of their childhood, naked buttocks in the mud all over the world, as well as her head wearing straw wreath, holding his arm, he proudly announced to other small partners that this is my bride

Later, she dreamed that he was going to join the army. Wearing a big red flower on her chest, she left in a big army green truck. A girl hid behind a big stone and peeped, but never showed up to see him off. Later, when she saw him again, she was at his funeral.

His black-and-white picture is high in the center, with a big libation on it. He lies in the black ice coffin in front of him, covered with a bright five-star red flag, surrounded by various flowers

A large number of comrades in arms came to pay homage to him and the leader made a speech on it. She followed the procession numbly, with a daisy in her hand. She wanted to be next to him, but when she saw the pale and bloodless face, she burst into tears

"Quiet, quiet, you wake up, you quiet, you wake up --" Suya looked at the quiet in her sleep, crying and waving her arms, but it was not easy to wake people up.

Jingyou finally opens her eyes, but the whole person is still dazzled. It seems to remain in the dream, unable to return to his mind.

"Quiet, are you all right?" said Suya

Quiet trance looking at Su Ya in front of her: "Ya Ya, what's wrong with me?"

Suya breathed a sigh of relief: "just recognize me, you have nightmares, crying all the time, you don't remember?"

Quiet touch your face, sure enough, wet and cold.

Nightmares, yes, nightmares. She dreamed that Tang Jiyao died, and she went to his funeral At the thought of this, her heart seemed to break a big mouth, the cold wind continued to pour in, cold she shuddered."Quiet, what's the matter with you, quiet." Suya watched her shivering and worried.

Jingyou suddenly hugged her: "Yaya, I don't know what happened to me, why I was so sad, Yaya."

"OK, it's OK. It's quiet. It's OK. Don't worry. Tang Jiyao will be OK." Quiet tears wet Suya's pajamas, and she could only comfort her as much as she could.

After waiting for quiet mood to stabilize some, the two people then combed and washed, then went to the hospital.

Only to the hospital to find that Fu Zhongting and Zhong Jiaqi also came, two faces in a hurry, quiet suddenly in the heart of a tight.

Fu Zhongting said, "Why are you here? Didn't I ask the doctor not to inform you?"

"What happened to Tang Jiyao?" Asked Jing you anxiously.

"The doctor just called us and said that Tang Jiyao's condition had suddenly deteriorated, and now he is in the process of rescue."

When it was dark in front of Jingyou, he lost consciousness.

Su Ya exclaimed, "Jingyou --"

director Zhang rushed to the operating room too, too late to say a word.

Fu Zhongting hurriedly helped Jing you to one side to rest, and then went to the doctor to check. When the doctor pinched her, she woke up slowly, and then said that it was hypoglycemia. It would be good to have a rest, nothing serious.

Suya hurried to the nearby self-service machine to buy some milk bread and forced her to eat it.

Then there's waiting.

"Director Zhang said before that the situation was OK. How can it be so serious now?" Zhong Jiaqi is also full of melancholy.

"After all, the injury is so serious that an emergency may occur at any time."

Other leaders of the army also heard the news, and the atmosphere outside the operating room immediately became tense again.