My ex-husband was in so much pain after I left

Yan Jiuli's mind went blank for an instant.

She didn't realize it, Lu Shaoqin was... calling her?
big sister?
Something was wrong, hovering in her mind, she asked tremblingly: "What did you call me?"

"big sister?"

With his head raised, the innocent man shouted again timidly.

There was a grandma's feeling in the voice, sweeter than the coquettish Yan Qiubai's cry.

"Shao Qin, are you joking with me?" Yan Jiuli took a slight step back, and forced the corners of his mouth to show a smile.

But after working hard for a long time, there was no way to do it.

She just widened her eyes, looked at Lu Shaoqin in shock, trembling her lips, unable to speak a few times.

Finally, she pulled the corners of her mouth up reluctantly, and said, "But this joke is not funny at all."

"I am worried about you."

"Is Big Sister worried about me?" In Lu Shaoqin's eyes, there was still a pure and innocent look, and he even had some expectation: "Who does Big Sister know me?"

"Hey, why did you come here?"

A nurse hurried over, frowning tightly: "You just had an operation today, and the wound hasn't healed yet, how can you run around?"

As she was speaking, she lowered her head and saw the blood stains on the other person's chest, and exclaimed, "Oh, God, it's bleeding!"

"At the front desk, the patients in the ICU ward ran out privately. They are at the corner of the corridor on the third floor. Please ask someone to bring up the stretcher."

She called the front desk with a small beeper clipped to her collar.

Then, a group of doctors and nurses rushed over, pushed Yan Jiuli aside, pulled up Lu Shaoqin who was squatting, and carried him onto a stretcher.

During the whole process, Yan Jiuli's eyes were always dull, and it was hard to hide the disbelief in his expression.

Until several people walked further and further away, they were about to carry a stretcher into the elevator.

Yan Jiuli suddenly seemed to wake up from a dream, and ran over quickly, stretching out his hand to press the elevator door that was about to close.

The elevator door sensed something, and the alarm sounded beeping.

"Miss, it's very dangerous for you to do this." A little nurse frowned and said to Yan Jiuli.

Yan Jiuli didn't care what she said, and stepped into the elevator.

"Doctor, what's wrong with this patient?" She held on to a white coat, her expression filled with horror, doubt, and more of a kind of confusion and uncertainty.

Her Lu Shaoqin, her husband.

She stayed outside the operating room, waiting for someone all night...

When you woke up, you actually called yourself sister?
Is he amnesia?

Has he completely forgotten about himself?
But it's not right, she was younger than him, and she has a baby face.

What's more, he is the indifferent Lu Shaoqin, when has he ever called someone "sister" in a childlike voice?
"Lung tumor ruptured, just underwent surgery." The nurse pressed the down button and spoke softly.

"I know that." Yan Jiuli nodded: "I just want to ask, what's wrong with him here?"

She said, pointing to her own brain.

The nurse frowned and shook her head: "I'm not the chief surgeon, nor did I participate in the operation. That's what the patient's case says. I don't know anything else."

The nurse had obviously changed a round and was on the night shift, so she didn't know what happened to Lu Shaoqin.

When Yan Jiuli was still about to ask, the elevator had already made a "ding" and reached the third floor.

The nurse yelled to give way, and pushed Lu Shaoqin out.

Just when they got out of the elevator and were about to send the patient back to the ward.

Lu Shaoqin, who was being pressed on the stretcher, suddenly raised his head and looked at Yan Jiuli with bright eyes: "Big sister, I'm afraid, they're going to lock me into a dark room."

"Can you stay with me?"

Yan Jiuli felt a pain in his heart, but his expression couldn't help becoming gentle.

"Okay, I'll accompany you."

She followed the stretcher all the way to the outside of Lu Shaoqin's ward. Since it was not time to visit the prison, she was isolated outside the door.

Through the observation glass of the ICU, she saw that Lu Shaoqin seemed a little unhappy, his hands and feet kept moving, and he seemed to be crying.

Finally, a nurse ran out and asked Yan Jiuli helplessly, "Who are you to the patient?"

"I am his wife."

"Go and change into the sterile suit, then come in."

The nurse sighed: "The patient's mood is very unstable, and he wants to see you."

"He has just passed anesthesia, so he is not suitable for taking sedatives. So, you should go in and comfort him."

"Good good!"

Yan Jiuli originally thought that she had no hope of being by his side, but when she heard this, she was excited.

After changing into sterile clothes, she finally stood beside his bed.

The large and small tubes had already been inserted back, Lu Shaoqin's expression was listless, and a bottle was placed on his hand.

But the moment he saw Yan Jiuli coming in, his eyes lit up instantly.

"Big sister!" he called out in surprise.

Enduring the doubts and heartache in his heart, Yan Jiuli smiled and went to his bedside.

I first asked him if there was any discomfort, and then looked at his chest - the wound that had just opened had now been re-treated, and at this time he also changed into new pajamas.

Lu Shaoqin blinked, let her move obediently, and answered her questions one by one.

The whole thing was like... like he thought he was a kid.

Yan Jiuli felt that the excitement was enough at this time, but she no longer panicked.Instead, he wanted to reach out and pinch Lu Shaoqin's face.

"Big sister, do you know me?"

Seeing Yan Jiuli staring at him without blinking, the eyes in his eyes made people get goosebumps.

Lu Shaoqin instinctively shrank his head into the quilt.

But—he put his eyes out of the quilt, quietly looked at the woman sitting in front of him with a smile on his lips, and said with emotion, my sister is too pretty!

Yes, the reason why Lu Shaoqin is attached to Yan Jiuli is because she thinks she is so beautiful.

And myself, the first time I saw her, I wanted to marry her as my wife.

It's a pity that someone told me that I have to be 22 years old to get married... I am...

As he thought about it, he slowly stretched out his hands a little outside the quilt, and wrung his fingers, trying to seriously calculate his age.

But there was chaos in his mind, Lu Shaoqin didn't even remember who he was, so how could he remember how old he was.

But regardless, with the determination to die generously, he stretched out his hand and held Yan Jiuli's hand with both hands, his eyes full of determination and solemnity.

"Big sister, are you willing to be my..."

"Mummy!" There was a cry from outside, Yan Jiuli turned around, and saw Gu Xingci pushed open the door of the ward, behind him, three children were eagerly looking inside.

"Mommy, I miss you so much!"

Yan Qiutian blinked her big watery eyes, and was about to rush towards Yan Jiuli.