you are a star

Seeing her let go of her mouth, Liang Feicheng withdrew her hand, standing tall and straight by the bed, his eyes were like the autumn wind blowing across the lake, with a slight dampness.

The coldness made Qiao Nan's brows twitch slightly, remembering the way the man looked at her before he fell into a coma, the crazily throbbing pain was really just an illusion before he died.

One should be self-aware, especially her.

The corner of her mouth was filled with embarrassment, and she suppressed the throbbing that shouldn't be in her heart, and hid it deeply, locked it together with the thoughts hidden in the past, and slowly said word by word: "Third Young Master , thank you for saving me."

Her voice was hoarse and hard to distinguish, and it sounded no different from her voice before she fell into a coma, but the alienation and awe in her words were the attitude she should have.

Liang Feicheng's eyebrows and eyes were cold, his fingers in his trouser pockets were tightly clenched into fists, and he said coldly, "You are also a fortune teller."

Not knowing what to answer, Qiao Nan nodded. She also felt that she was destined to die, and smiled wryly, and accidentally pulled the whip wound on her back. The pain made her frown, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

"Work." A shadow flashed across the man's calm and indifferent eyes, and the corners of his lips sank slightly.

Qiao Nan remembered the things he had been worrying about before he fell into a coma, his pale face revealed a nervous look, and he hurriedly looked at him, "How is my grandma?
She was taken away after nine o'clock in the morning. The doctor said that the surgery would take about ten hours, and it should have ended long ago.

Would grandma be worried or scared if she didn't see her?
The more she thought about it, the more distressed she felt, and her eye circles were half an inch red.

At this time, Xiao Jiu knocked on the door and came in. Liang Feicheng looked away, his slender fingers turned white, and said coldly, "Come in."

Xiao Jiu opened the door and came in. Liang Feicheng said indifferently, "Tell her."

After finishing speaking, he turned and walked out of the ward, his clothes brushing against the bed, Qiao Nan looked at his back, and suddenly felt a stab in the heart.

The female nurse opened the door and came in. Xiao Jiu instructed the other party to put down the painkillers and some necessities of life.

Then he said with a normal face: "The operation was successful, but the person hasn't woken up yet. This is normal, but you can't go to see her for the time being."

Qiao Nan knew that it was difficult for him to even walk now, so what could he do to hide the truth from his grandma?

"Then please make a call for me, and I'll tell Sister Zhang."

"I have already ordered, she knows what to do." Xiao Jiu looked businesslike.

Seeing that her eyelids were almost out of control, with a tired look on her face, she said you should take a good rest, then exited the ward and closed the door.

Qiao Nan stayed in the hospital for four days, during which time he did not see Liang Feicheng again.

She is used to being quiet, and the nurse who takes care of her is also very quiet. She does things down-to-earth every day and is not a talkative person.

The nurse who changed her medicine every day and gave her an IV drip would talk to her a lot, carefully probing in her words, probably guessing who she was from Liang Feicheng.

She never said much, and there was no need to tell the other party whether she was a servant of the Liang family or Liang Feicheng's bed warmer.

It's just that she never thought that such bloody things as ischemia in the hospital's blood bank would happen to her, and what shocked her even more was that the person who gave her blood transfusion was Liang Feicheng.

It was raining patter outside, she looked far away at the window sill and let the memory wander in her mind.

She knew that she had the same blood type as Liang Feicheng a year ago, but she never thought that he would give her a blood transfusion a year later.

Her body is recovering day by day, but her back is full of whiplash, so she tries to sleep on her stomach as much as possible, and it is difficult to sleep on her side. She will only take a painkiller when it hurts the most, and most of the time she suffers by herself past.

What was uncomfortable was that she was not used to sleeping on her stomach. On the first night, the nurse saw her waking up many times with worry in her eyes.

But except for that night, she slept deeply for the next six nights, until dawn.

Only one morning, when the nurse accidentally opened the door for routine inspection, the sleeping person was awakened.

When she saw the man on the hospital bed, she was so shocked that she forgot to back up and close the door, and just stood there in a daze.

Until the man's cold and indifferent voice overwhelmed the hoarseness he had just woken up, and whispered: "Get out."

The nurse stepped back quickly, closed the door softly, covered her beating heart, and ran back to the nurse's station quickly.

The other nurses saw her expression of seeing a ghost and asked her what happened.

She just shook her head, how could she dare to say that she saw Liang Sanshao, and the injured and hospitalized woman was lying on his chest, sleeping peacefully.

On the seventh day, Qiao Nan was able to get out of bed by himself, so he asked the doctor to be discharged from the hospital. The doctor made a few perfunctory remarks on the surface, and then called back to ask for instructions.

About 3 minutes after the doctor left, Qiao Nan's cell phone rang, and it was Liang Feicheng calling.

"Going to be discharged from the hospital?" The man's usual cold and indifferent voice.

Qiao Nan nodded and said to the other end of the phone, "You can get out of bed by yourself."

"Can I get out of bed or hurry to see your grandma?"

His mind was punctured, Qiao Nan licked his dry lower lip, thought for a while, and replied, "You can get out of bed and go see grandma."

Probably because she didn't expect her to say such a thing, Liang Feicheng on the other end of the phone was silent for two seconds, and said two words coldly: "It's up to you."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

There was silence in the conference room.

Even Xiao Jiu didn't dare to look up to show a surprised expression.

The company's top executives sitting around the conference table all tacitly bowed their heads and went about their own business, because this was the first time that their president directly interrupted the meeting during a meeting and made a phone call in front of them.

"Continue." A cold male voice sounded.

The project manager sitting on his right was almost seamlessly connected, and continued the content that was interrupted just now, explaining the PPT, as if the meeting had never been interrupted.

After the meeting ended, Xiao Jiu followed Liang Feicheng, "Third Young Master, Miss Su Yi is downstairs."

Liang Feicheng didn't stop walking, but there was a deep coldness in his brows and eyes, "You still don't give up?"

Xiao Jiu nodded.

Since Su Qingyang was arrested, Su Yi went to the company every day to stay, and stood outside the Liang mansion for two days on weekends. She refused to leave no matter who persuaded her, and she would never stop until she saw San Shao.

Anyone could see that she came here to intercede for Su Qingyang, but the third young master was determined not to see her, he just refused to give her a chance to intercede, let alone Su Qingyang.

Xiao Jiu also had a headache. If it was another woman, he could have asked the security to throw her out.

But the other party is Su Yi.

A year ago, San Shao had a serious traffic accident. At that time, the hospital's blood stock was insufficient, and it was Su Yi who transfused San Shao's blood.

It can be said that Su Yi is the savior of the third young master.