Wealthy Families: There Is a Mysterious Wife

Time "tick tick tick tick tick tick tick" one minute and one second passed, only 48 minutes left before the 10 hours mentioned by Meng Bo.

Shui Lingyou was still lying peacefully on the hospital bed like a sleeping baby. If it weren't for the beeping sound of the ECG monitor next to it, Ji Rufeng, who was impatient, could not feel any life. the presence of breath.

He could no longer remain calm, and even though he had already made up his mind to live and die with her, he was still unwilling to let her go.

Looking up at Ouyang Chenxi who was walking in, he asked heartbrokenly: "Didn't you say that there would be no problem with you? Then, why hasn't she woke up yet?"

Ouyang Chenxi didn't answer, walked to the hospital bed a few steps, stretched out his hand, and took her pulse calmly.After about half a minute, the thin lips parted lightly: "It's just not the time yet!"

"What time hasn't arrived yet? It's already this time, can you stop being a snob!" Saying that, Ji Rufeng raised his eyes to look at the wall clock hanging on the wall.

Ouyang Chenxi nodded and looked down at Shui Lingyou lying on the hospital bed, and said in a calm voice: "It's not that I'm trying to trick you, it's the truth! It's like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon, only after a painful transformation , to be able to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly."

Hearing this, Ji Rufeng didn't speak anymore, and Hei Gem's eyes looked deeply at the sleeping person on the hospital bed.

Although, he agrees with Ouyang Chenxi's words very much, and he also knows that since Ouyang Chenxi dares to say this, he must be 100% sure. For the husband, waiting was a long and anxious process.

At this time, Meng Bo pushed the door open and walked in.

Ji Rufeng's heart sank involuntarily, and he subconsciously glanced at the wall clock hanging on the wall.

There are less than 48 minutes left in 3 hours.

Meng Bo quickly checked the display data of each instrument, his frowning brows became a little more serious, his lips had just started, and before his voice broke, Ji Rufeng's awe-inspiring voice came.

"Meng Bo, you don't need to say anything! Even if she still doesn't wake up when the time is up, I will continue to wait."

His handsome face remained unchanged, his eyes were piercing, and a satisfied and happy smile gradually formed on the corners of his lips.

Ten seconds later, the thin lips opened again: "To us, life and death are just a matter of opening and closing our eyes!"

Meng Bo turned pale with shock: "Young Master Ji, you, you don't really want to..."

Ji Rufeng smiled lightly, and said unhurriedly: "The reeds are green, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Yiren is on the side of the water. Follow it back, and the road is long and obstructed. Follow it back, like in the middle of the water! I It's a man, since she can't stay in this world, then I'll go find her in a world where I can keep her."

"Ji Shao, I know that the relationship between you and Lingyou has long surpassed life and death, but people cannot be resurrected after death, and those who are lucky enough to stay have the obligation to live well! This way they will not be ashamed..."

Before Meng Bo could finish his last words, Ji Rufeng burst out laughing, and after a few seconds, he said leisurely, "Meng Bo, what is the purpose of life?"

Asked suddenly, Meng Bo was taken aback for a moment, and then moved his lips to answer.

Ji Rufeng has already seated, holding Shui Lingyou's jade hand tightly with his slender and beautiful big hands, his eyes are downcast, and he said leisurely again: "In order to realize my dream? Hehe! My dream is to hold on to the woman I love. In the hands of the son, grow old with the son; in order to realize my own value? From the first day I was born, my value, Ji Rufeng, was to provoke the Ji Group, and I have no right to decide by myself; in order to achieve fame? I, Ji Rufeng, have no Shui Lingyou, you are so poor that all you have left is success and fame. Then, if you were me, what would happen? What would you do? Or what could you do? "

Meng Bo had never thought about such a question, and he really didn't know how to answer it when he was asked abruptly.

Ji Rufeng smiled.

The smile was clean and flawless, without any fuss.

"As far as I'm concerned, it's better to die happily and pursue the life you dream of than to live like a walking dead! So, Meng Bo, please, stop trying to persuade me with those great principles."

Suddenly, Meng Bo was speechless.

Ji Rufeng looked up at the wall clock, nearly 48 minutes had passed since 5 hours, and his dear Lingyou was still sleeping as sweetly and soundly as a sleeping baby.

"Meng Bo, please go through the transfer procedures for Lingyou! Then, take Qin Peng to the dean's office. It doesn't make any sense to stay here any longer."

Meng Bo hesitated for a while, but he was helpless, so he said respectfully: "Yes, Young Master Ji!"

It wasn't until the door was closed that Ji Rufeng spoke again: "Chenxi, I will follow our agreement, but Lingyou hasn't woken up yet, so..."

"It's right to transfer to another hospital!" Ouyang Chenxi smiled, but his approval of Ji Rufeng was deeply rooted in his heart, and he no longer doubted it.

Two and a half hours later.

With the urgent sound of the ambulance siren and the rush of medical staff, Shui Lingyou was transferred to the Noble Hospital under Ji's family.

In order to prevent those who can't find the way to approach Ji's house and flatter others with impure purposes, the news is naturally blocked across the board.

Authoritative experts in the Department of Psychological Surgery are on call 24 hours a day, except for necessary inspections.

So is Meng Bo.

Not to mention all kinds of flowers, specially assigned to take care of, take care of and replace them.

On the apron on the top floor, two medium-sized helicopters are on standby at any time.

Ji Rufeng asked Qin Peng to find Misu an urgent errand that required a business trip, with an indefinite deadline, depending on the progress of the errand.

Shui Zhaohuan received an urgent notice from the school that she needs to participate in a half-year social practice activity, and the content will be decided by drawing lots at school.

In order to let his son have enough time to take care of Shui Lingyou, Ji Chengwei divided Ji Rufeng's workload into two.

One is completed by myself and Zhang Xiaoxuan.

One copy is done by the son.

Ouyang Chenxi still went on as usual, arriving at the hospital at ten o'clock every day and leaving before lunch.

In this way, day after day passed, month after month passed.

The three months are like quicksand in the hand, the tighter and tighter, the more I want to grasp it, the more fleeting it will be.

Sitting on the head of the bed, Ji Rufeng gently wiped Shui Lingyou's jade hands and arms again and again, the smile on his lips never disappeared.

"Dear Mrs. Ji, the Albizia julibrissin bloomed in the yard this morning, and it bloomed even more than last year. Last year, you sewed a lot of sachets with the albizia julibrissin for everyone. This year, Feifei personally sewed a few for you. A sachet, I think you will like it."

Gently placing his arms on the bed, Ji Rufeng turned around, rubbed and cleaned the towel, twisted it a few times, spread it out, and folded it up and down.

Suddenly, he felt someone pulling his clothes behind his back.

At first, he thought he was hallucinating.Because, except for Shui Lingyou who was sleeping on the hospital bed, he was the only one in the room.

However, not long after, the clothes were pulled for the second time.

Then came the third time.

For a moment, his body seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't control it at all. His mind was like a paste, and he was several and a half beats behind.

It's just that the upper body is turning mechanically...