Time and you are my fault

Qiao Mingshan called his old friend Qin Hao in the hospital in the middle of the night and called for someone to come over to check his niece's body.

The gray-haired old professor couldn't help muttering, "What's going on today, that boy Jinghuai called me in the middle of the night, and you called me again, what happened to someone?"

Qiao Mingshan dragged the man towards the consulting room, "Don't be naughty, hurry up."

Seeing the girl sitting quietly and silently on the chair, the old professor asked curiously, "I don't remember you having such a big daughter, aren't you sorry for Lao Xia?"

Qiao Mingshan's brain hurt from jumping, "I'm sorry for Lao Xia, so I will bring Lao Xia's son with me?"

Pointing at his son, he said helplessly.

"Oh, daughter-in-law."

"You are the most verbose, that is my niece, Shiyue's daughter."

Upon hearing Qiao Shiyue's name, the old professor was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned serious, and went to check on Chu Yi.

After 15 minutes, the professor came to a conclusion, "It's not a serious problem. I was shocked by the noise. It will be fine after a few days."

"Don't take medicine?"

"Need not."

"Aren't you a quack doctor? My niece can't hear or speak now!"

"You old bastard, I have to prescribe you some medicine before you give up, right? The medicine is three-point poisonous, she will be fine after a while, it will take three or two days." The old professor pushed his glasses with a displeased expression on his face. convinced.

Qiao Ziheng found that every time his father and Uncle Qin met, they would pinch each other.

He took his sister out and sat on a bench in the corridor.

Lian Shanshan bought a hot drink and stuffed a cup of hot milk into Chu Yi's hand.

Then stood up and hugged her gently, "Don't be afraid."

Although she couldn't hear it, Lian Shanshan knew that Chu Yi could feel it.

Chuey rested her head on her abdomen, tears pattering on her hands.

Qiao Zihuan panicked all of a sudden. He frantically wiped Chu Yi's tears with a tissue, but her sister's tears were like a faucet, which couldn't be wiped clean no matter what.

Accompanied by Lian Shanshan, Chu Yi went to the bathroom, changed her clothes, and then returned to the emergency room without stopping.

Lian Shanshan told Zong's father and mother about the situation, and there was no serious problem.

Only then did the two elders of the Zong family feel relieved.

It's just that the door of the operating room opened and closed, and the little nurse hurried in and out with the blood bag in her arms.

Such a scene made Chu Yi's heart hang again.

He bled a lot.

He must be in pain.

Cheng Xiangyi's eye circles were also red, and Zong He comforted him, looking at the phone from time to time, as if he was communicating with someone.

Four in the morning.

The door of the operating room was pushed open, Sheng Jinghuai took off his green mask, and walked out with a tired face.

A group of people surrounded him, Chu Yi stood aside, she could only see Sheng Jinghuai's mouth moving, but couldn't hear what he said, she was so anxious that she was about to cry.

Lian Shanshan translated the words into words and handed them to her.

[The bullet has been taken out, and the fragments of the wound on the body have been cleaned up. Except for two obvious scars on the arm and lower back, the rest is fine. 】

Chu Yi covered her mouth, sour tears gushed out again.

Her heart finally returned to her stomach.

He's fine.

In the single ward, Zong Yanqi had not yet experienced the effect of the anesthetic, and he was lying on his stomach on the bed.

Chewie sat on the bench in the corridor and never entered the ward.

She just looked at him from afar through the glass mirror on the door.

Look at his quiet profile, look at his motionless figure.

But in his mind, he did not hesitate to shoot himself in the arm a few hours ago.

It was the scene where he desperately protected her when the explosion happened.

It's the line of life and death, the phrase "life and death are shared" he said in her ear.

Chu Yi lowered her gaze, her hands tightly intertwined.

There was a figure running in a hurry in the corridor, and Chu Yi didn't see who was coming until he came up to him.

It's Lin Luolian.

Her hair was a little disheveled, her pale face was stained with tears,

As soon as Chu Yi saw her, she immediately got up from the chair and grabbed Lin Luolian's arm.

Chu Yi clearly remembered that when she was kidnapped by Zheng Ming, Zheng Ming called Lin Luolian on the phone, the two of them must have colluded!

"What are you doing?" Lin Luolian felt that her wrist was about to be crushed, and threw off the shackles.

Chu Yi's eyes were flushed with anger, but she couldn't make a sound.

A sarcastic smile curled up on Lin Luolian's lips, she was speechless...

She looked at Chu Yi contemptuously, and then went straight into the ward.

A group of people surrounded the room, and Chu Yi saw Lin Luolian standing beside the hospital bed, covering her mouth in pain, crying heartbreakingly.

For a moment, Chu Yi felt that this situation was very ridiculous.

The three of them have been going around in this strange emotional circle for so long, but none of them ended well in the end.

Perhaps, it was really time for her to break these deformed relationships with her own hands.

Cheng Xiangyi frowned, seeing Lin Luolian crying bitterly beside the bed, she couldn't help muttering, "You're fine, why are you crying?"

Lin Luolian immediately stopped crying, and said submissively, "Auntie, I was too worried about Yanxiu. He was fine when he was with me last night, but in a blink of an eye..."

"With you?" Cheng Xiangyi grasped the important word and narrowed his eyes instantly.

Lin Luolian hurriedly covered her mouth, looking like she accidentally said something wrong, she lowered her head and dared not speak again.

Cheng Xiangyi wanted to continue asking, but Mrs. Mo grabbed her arm and shook her head slightly.

Mo Tai's long hair was tied behind her head with a wooden hairpin. The ward was very warm. She took off her coat and was dressed in black casual clothes, looking casual and chic.

However, the sharp gaze in his eyes seemed to be able to see through people.

Lin Luolian was afraid of this mysterious Mrs. Mo since she was a child. Compared with Cheng Xiangyi's carefree and fiery temper, this Mrs. Mo was the most unpredictable.

Back then, the Mohist family was gangsters, and it was all thanks to Mrs. Mo's own efforts to cleanse the family. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is the woman behind the Mohist family.

Later, when Cheng Xiangyi saw that Lin Luolian was still refusing to leave, and Chu Yi did not enter the ward, she abruptly took Lin Luolian away.

After everyone left, Chu Yi moved her stiff legs and sat beside him.

Looking at his extremely quiet side face, tears fell again unknowingly.

It wasn't until the sky was bright, and the golden warm sun passed through the window and landed on the profile of the man on the hospital bed, that he finally opened his dry eyes.

After the anesthesia wore off, there were traces of pain from the wound on his body, which made him frown.

However, thinking of the scene last night, he immediately looked for Chu Yi's back.

Turning her head, she saw a woman lying on the bed in a light sleep. Her eyes were a little swollen, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

The golden sun fell on her body, dyeing the outline of her hair with soft light.

It made her look even more lonely and helpless.

He turned his body carefully, pulled out the infusion set on the back of his hand, and raised his hand to gently stroke her hair.

Thinking of her panicked, determined, and heartbroken appearance last night, layers of soreness arose in his heart.

"I'm sorry Yiyi..."

"It made you suffer..."

The soft words drifted across the room like this.

Chuy, who was sleeping, didn't hear it.

She would never know how many sweet and sincere words the man whispered in her ear in the early morning when Zong Yanqi woke up.