The playwright lady overturned again

Huo Jinyan took two steps forward, looked at Jian Yicheng with indifference, and his tone was even more indifferent: "No matter why you are so emotional, it is not okay for others to ask you a few words, but you shouldn't say these things at this time , the old man is still lying on the operating table, and..."

He squinted his eyes, his eyes looked a little cold and fierce, and his tone sank: "Please don't be so sarcastic to Ranran in the future, if I hear you being so indiscriminate and talking nonsense without any evidence, I'm not being rude to you."

"Heh..." Jian Yicheng ignored his threat at all, looked at him with that kind of contemptuous eyes, and snorted, "I'm really curious, why are you being rude to me?"

His disdain for Huo Jinyan was almost deep in his bones, and he didn't hide it at all. He sneered: "You are just a little boy raised by Jian Moran, what kind of hero are you acting in front of me?"

Under normal circumstances, Jian Yicheng might not have spoken so harshly.

But at this moment, he has completely ignored it, and his eyes are full of sarcasm: "Why, taking advantage of Jian Moran's momentum and returning to Huo's house, do you really think that an illegitimate child can cause some trouble?"

Snapped!
Jian Moran slapped him almost without hesitation.

This slap stunned everyone, Jian Dongxu shook his body in fright, subconsciously stretched out his hand, and asked dissatisfiedly, "Xiao Ran, what are you doing?"

Jian Yicheng didn't expect her to strike so simply, she was stunned for several seconds after being hit, she tilted her head in a daze for a long time before she could react.

"Are you okay?" Jian Dongxu looked at him worriedly, seeing red and swollen handprints on his face immediately, his face was full of worry, "Hurry up and ask the nurse to apply some medicine for you, Xiaoran, why did you hit your hand so hard, ah Cheng is just joking, he has no malicious intentions."

Jian Moran's face was dull, the corners of his eyes and brows revealed coldness, and it was written all over his face that he was not to be messed with.

She is now in an extremely low mood, and her tone is naturally pleasant to hear: "I'm sorry, second uncle, with me, you have to be measured when joking, and keep poking other people's pain points to make fun of yourself. This is low EQ, not a joke. Since He can't speak so much, so I don't mind teaching him."

Jian Moran stared at Jian Yicheng closely, her pupils shrunk slightly, her expression was a bit ruthless, and she warned word by word: "Next time he talks nonsense like this again, I can strike harder!"

"Jian Moran!" Jian Yicheng gritted his teeth and stared at her, his fists were already clenched, he just bit his teeth into his mouth.

At this moment, the mouth was full of bloody smell, Jian Yicheng rolled his tongue, and spat out a mouthful of snow foam, while wiping the corner of his mouth, he stared at Jian Moran and said, "You really think I dare not fight back, do you?"

Jian Moran didn't care at all, and continued to provoke him without fear of death, and said contemptuously and mockingly: "You are so capable, why are you showing off your prestige and prestige, you have the ability, you really want to try me?"

While speaking, Jian Yicheng clenched his fists and threw them towards Jian Moran's face.

Jian Dongxu kicked over the trash can at the door, and angrily reprimanded with a gloomy face: "Enough!"

Huo Jinyan grabbed Jian Yicheng's fist, although he didn't want to believe it, but it felt like Jian Yicheng really wanted to hit someone, but was bluffed by Jian Dongxu, so he withdrew his hand.

Too many things have happened tonight, everyone's emotions are not right, and it is obviously not suitable for gathering and chatting.

"Have you guys had enough trouble?" Jian Dongxu came up and stretched out his hand to pull the two of them apart, "Are you still children? You always want to solve the problem by hand, what time is it now, and you are not afraid of being laughed at!"

He was too excited, and after saying a few words, his throat was smoldering with anxiety, his face turned red, and he couldn't help but bent down and covered his mouth and coughed in a muffled voice.

This cough, as if he couldn't stop, the whole corridor was filled with the sound of his heart-piercing cough.

Jian Moran was terribly frightened by her, so she hurried over and patted him on the back to comfort him: "Second Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

At this moment, she didn't care about fighting with Jian Yicheng anymore, she just looked at Jian Yicheng worriedly, her heart was lifted up, and she quickly promised: "Don't worry, we just don't make trouble."

Jian Dongxu is also in poor health, they know it, they shouldn't be so angry with him.

The fierce anger on Jian Yicheng's face also subsided a little, and he leaned aside silently.

Jian Dongxu coughed for a long time before he stopped, his face was very pale, the corners of his eyes were still moist, and his voice was completely hoarse.

He waited for a long time before he could speak: "It's just an old problem. Don't worry about me. Now that the old man is still on the operating table, his life or death is uncertain, and you are making trouble like this outside. It's really... outrageous!"

He wanted to scold people, but after all, he couldn't be ruthless, and he couldn't scold anything bad, so he could only scold people.

When Jian Moran saw him curl up with a cough just now, she was frightened and regretted it.

At this moment, she quickly apologized and said: "I'm sorry second uncle, we are ignorant, don't worry about it, we will pay attention next time, don't torture yourself down, otherwise Grandpa wakes up, I will worry about you more .”

Jian Dongxu was a little tired, so he forced himself to say a word: "I know, don't talk about me..."

His eyes moved from Jian Moran to Jian Yicheng.

Jian Moran quickly understood what he meant, and quickly promised, "Second Uncle, don't worry, we won't continue to quarrel."

Jian Dongxu looked at Jian Yicheng stubbornly.

Jian Yicheng frowned impatiently, Jian Moran suspected that he wanted to escape from this place immediately.

But he still insisted on cooperating with Jian Dongxu and said: "As long as she doesn't do anything, I won't be as knowledgeable as her."

Listening to these words made people uncomfortable, Jian Moran gritted her teeth and endured it.

Only then was Jian Dongxu finally satisfied, heaved a long sigh of relief, and looked at the garbage he had kicked over. Fortunately, the garbage inside would not fall everywhere.

He was out of breath just now, so he calmed down and said to Jian Yicheng: "Help up the trash can."

Jian Yicheng stretched out his hands to help him up, then leaned against the wall with his arms folded, and closed his eyes, expressing his refusal to communicate.

Jian Moran rolled her eyes at him, helped Jian Dongxu to sit down, and asked worriedly: "Second Uncle, are you feeling better now? Do you want the doctor to show you?"

Jian Dongxu sighed wearily, but still insisted and said: "I'm fine, just keep waiting, your grandpa's surgery may be coming soon."

Jian Moran was worried and wanted to persuade her again.

But Jian Dongxu said directly: "I know my body well, don't say any more, I will naturally go to see your grandfather after the operation."

He is just full of old problems. Now, the situation of Mr. Jane is not reassuring.

The operation took too long, and for a long time after that, no one spoke in the corridor, and the entire corridor was eerily quiet.

It was already dawn, but the lights in the operating room were still on. It had been more than four hours, and everyone's heart was hanging high.

Jian Moran felt that the atmosphere was so oppressive that she couldn't breathe, so she stood up and walked around with her fists clenched, her face full of anxiety: "Why don't you come out?"

Huo Jinyan was also worried, so he could only say in a pale tone: "Don't worry, it will be fine."

Jian Moran was so anxious that she clenched her hands into fists, and bit her teeth on the protruding joints on the back of her hand, biting the back of her hand until it turned red.

Huo Jinyan couldn't stand it anymore, walked over to grab her hand, and passed his arm over: "Bite this?"

Jian Moran frowned and looked at her, and said strangely: "Do you think I have some quirks? I'm just worried about grandpa."

Huo Jinyan didn't think much about it, and just said it as a matter of course: "Then you can't bite yourself, if you feel uncomfortable, bite me."

Jian Moran opened his hand, and finally showed a little smile: "Don't be poor, what's the matter if people see me biting your hand?"

Huo Jinyan breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that she finally showed a little smile, his hanging heart relaxed a bit, and he said slowly: "As long as you can be happy, it doesn't matter what others think, okay, You'd better come and sit down, don't be so nervous, you'll be fine."

Jian Moran still felt uneasy in her heart, and said anxiously: "The operation time is too long, I'm just a little worried."

Huo Jinyan stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkles between her brows, and said softly, "No matter what happens, I will be by your side."

When he reached out to touch it, he realized that Jian Moran's skin was still unusually hot.

Huo Jinyan frowned even deeper, and said worriedly: "Ranran, do you have a fever? Come here and let me have a look."

He also wanted to reach out and probe Jian Moran's forehead.

But she took a step back and retreated, Jian Moran felt indifferent, and said softly: "I'm really fine, your hands are too cold."

He just felt a little dizzy, but Jian Moran just thought it was because Jian Yicheng was mad at him just now, and didn't really care.

And as long as Mr. Jane's operation is not over, and she doesn't hear the doctor say that the operation is successful, even if she is about to die, she will not be able to move.

How could Huo Jinyan not know about her temper, he shook his head helplessly, seeing that there was nothing wrong with Jian Moran's expression, guessing that even if he had a fever, it might not be very serious, so he followed her.

After waiting for another hour, the red light in the operating room finally went out.

A group of people rushed over almost as soon as the door of the operating room opened, and surrounded the doctor. They were so excited that they could barely speak.

It was Huo Jinyan who looked at the right time and asked, "Doctor, how is the patient's condition?"

Jian Moran held her breath subconsciously, staring closely at the tired doctor.

The doctor took off his mask, revealing his pale face inside, and didn't answer for a long time.

This frightened everyone, Jian Dongxu slowed down his breathing, and asked hesitantly, "Why... what's wrong?"

Give me a word.

Then they saw the doctor in front of them took a step back, bowed to them, and said when he lowered his head, "I'm sorry, we have tried our best."

boom!
As if being hit suddenly, Jian Moran felt his heartbeat stop at that moment, and he stared blankly at the doctor in front of him with blank eyes.

Her lips trembled several times, and every time she tried to speak tremblingly, she couldn't make any sound.

Everything seemed to be frozen, and everyone forgot to react.

Only the doctor straightened up, and added: "The patient had palpitations and fainted. When he was brought here, his blood circulation was abnormal, which induced various senile diseases, such as ventricular tachycardia and ventricular fibrillation. We did everything we could."

Jian Moran's eyes turned black for a while, and it was dawn, but she felt that her world was completely dimmed.