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With the help of the staff of the embassy, ​​Yang Qianyu finally transferred Xiaoxiao to another hospital and arranged for the operation on the same day.

The ambassador was busy with affairs, and after everything was settled, he left her a contact information and left.

"Sister, you are amazing! You also know the diplomats from the embassy!" Xiaoxiao saw that the ambassador was very polite to her, not as if she was simply formulating assistance to compatriots, and she was full of admiration.

Yang Qianyu sat down, exhausted all over, "Where do I know any diplomats, it was Feng Moyan who contacted me."

"Mr. Feng?" Xiaoxiao was even more surprised, "He is far away in the country, how could he get in touch with you so quickly?"

"It seems to be through domestic relations..."

Thinking of the satellite call just now, another wave of warmth flashed through her heart.

No matter how tough she was, she had to admit in her heart that every time this man appeared just right when she needed help the most, she really couldn't resist.

Xiaoxiao nodded, looked at her dazed and tired face, and sincerely persuaded: "Sister, even if he was sorry for you and hurt you, but he can mend his ways and spend his heart and soul for you like this, you really don't think about it anymore. Give him a chance?"

Yang Qianyu was also thinking about this question.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Xiaoxiao sighed again: "After experiencing life and death, I thought your views on many things would change."

"Hmm..." Yang Qianyu murmured softly, "There has been a change. When he comes... I will have a good talk with him."

Xiaoxiao widened her eyes, "Who wants to come? You said...Mr. Feng is going to come here? With his appearance...how can he get on the plane?"

Yang Qianyu didn't know how he got on the plane, anyway, he was already in the sky.

Thinking that in a few hours, he would appear in front of her eyes, she actually had a faint expectation in her heart.

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The eight-hour flight was not easy for Feng Moyan, only after swallowing the painkiller, he squinted for more than half an hour in a daze.

The exhausted body and mind revived the moment the plane landed.

"Mo Yan, do you want to eat something before going to the hospital? You didn't eat anything on the plane. I couldn't bear it for seven or eight hours, let alone you..." When leaving the airport, passing by the restaurant, Gong Beize suggested.

The man in the wheelchair vetoed without hesitation: "No need, go directly to the hospital."

Gong Beize took a look at Fei Xue, both of them felt a little helpless, then stopped talking and hurriedly followed.

On the way to the hospital, Feng Moyan learned the latest news of the plane crash from his mobile phone.

Seeing that nearly half of the huge iron fuselage was destroyed, as well as almost one of the three passengers who died on the spot, and a hundred seriously injured patients hovering on the verge of life and death, he couldn't help tightening his heart. Even breathing is trembling.

Fei Xue and Gong Beize were also swiping their phones, seeing the report of the air crash, and thinking of those who lost their lives, felt heavy and uncomfortable.

In the face of disaster, life is so fragile and small.Fun Court

Therefore, those who are alive should cherish even more, cherish every sunrise, every sunset, every hour and every second, and everyone around them.

When they arrived at the hospital, Gong Beize originally wanted to ask him to go for a physical examination first, but guessing it was useless, so the group of people went upstairs and went straight to the ward.

Unexpectedly, when he knocked on the door, there was no one inside.

Feng Moyan's face froze. At that moment, he thought that something happened to the woman, or that she didn't survive at all, and everything was his own fantasy.

Coincidentally, there were doctors and nurses passing by in the corridor, Gong Beize caught them and immediately asked in English, the answer he got was: They should be over there in the operating room.

Only then did they remember that Yang Qianyu's assistant Xiaoxiao was injured and needed surgery.

Feng Moyan didn't speak, but his face suddenly relaxed, he took a few breaths, and leaned his body limply in the seat, the huge emotional fluctuations before and after made people feel distressed.

Seeing his appearance, Gong Beize sighed, "Let's go, I'll ask where the operating room is."

So, the group turned to the operating room again.

Yang Qianyu sat outside the operating room, waiting alone.

The doctor said that the condition of Xiaoxiao's leg had deteriorated due to the overnight delay, and the operation would be more troublesome. Her heart couldn't help but hang high again.

Xiaoxiao is a young and energetic girl, following her back to China from abroad, she has been working hard and taking care of her and Xiaoyu Xiaozhou's daily life.

Although the two are subordinates, in her heart, Xiaoxiao has long been treated as a younger sister.

If she suffers from any disability...

The more I think about it, the more I worry, and the more I think about it, the more I feel guilty.

Just when she was in a state of anxiety and restlessness, a familiar cry woke her up.

"A thousand words!"

She was startled suddenly, turned her head suddenly, and saw Fisher running towards her excitedly.

"Fei Fei..." She murmured, and stood up at the same time, before she could stand upright, Fei Xue had already rushed up and hugged her.

"You scared me to death, you know! Fortunately, you're okay, otherwise...otherwise I don't know what to do..." Fisher broke down in tears, buried her neck, tears wet her shoulders instantly.

After experiencing life and death, being able to be hugged by her best friend, Yang Qianyu was also filled with emotions, and her heart was ups and downs.

Hugging Fisher back tightly, her throat was blocked by the sour liquid, she opened her mouth several times before making a broken sound: "I'm fine...God bless, good luck...It's okay, it's okay..."

Fisher suddenly pushed her away again, pulled her to look up and down, "Are you not injured? Did you have a doctor check it out? Sometimes the body looks fine on the surface, but in case of internal injuries... After all, the plane crashed It's scary to look at it like that, and many people are..."

I can't bear to say anything later.

Yang Qianyu shook her head again and again with tears in her eyes. Before she could answer her best friend's words, her eyes fell on the wheelchair slowly approaching in the corridor, and her eyes filled with crystal clear tears suddenly stopped.

That face is still handsome, but it is haggard, and the brows are full of fatigue.

The eyes of the two met, and the deep eyes of the man in the wheelchair seemed to be filled with a thousand words and strong affection.

his eyes...

Seeing Feng Moyan, Yang Qianyu was stunned at first, and his eyes were fixed, but when he realized that his eyes were different from before, his expression became more rigid, and shock flashed across his eyes.

"Feng Moyan, you..."

She couldn't help making a sound, Fei Xue heard it, looked back, and saw that Feng Moyan had approached, she immediately wiped away her tears, let go of her best friend's hand, and said in a low voice: "He came all the way and ate a lot The suffering is all for you... You guys, it's time to have a good talk."

Fisher stepped aside, the wheelchair approached, and stopped in front of Yang Qianyu.

Feng Moyan couldn't get up, and couldn't hug her like Fisher - although, he was madly eager to pull her into his arms, hugged her tightly, and never let go.

He thought that this woman would take the initiative to throw herself into his arms. After all, he had worked so hard and traveled all the way here, and she was in panic and helpless.

Seeing him in this situation, shouldn't we weep with joy and hug him tightly?

But she seemed to be petrified.

After a while, she raised her hand in slow motion, but she stretched it out in front of him and shook it...

"Feng Moyan, your eyes—" Yang Qianyu said in disbelief, making sure that the man's eyes had recovered, but before he could finish speaking, he suddenly grasped the hand that was swaying in front of him. .

With a low cry, she was dragged over by the man.

In the next second, she fell into his airtight embrace.

Like a fool, Yang Qianyu forgot how to react for a moment, and bent over awkwardly, being held in his arms.

"Feng Moyan, you..." She subconsciously said, while struggling to stand up - it was so uncomfortable to hold her like this.

"do not move!"

But before he could push his shoulder away, the man put his other hand around her waist and forcefully, she grunted and was completely hugged by the man.

Helpless, she could only bend her knees and lower her body, obediently let him hold her.

Although seeing is believing, for Feng Moyan, just seeing this woman in good health is not enough.

He had to hold her tightly in his arms, feel her body temperature, her breathing, and the breath of her body, so as to calm the anxiety and fear in his heart.

Only then can she be sure that she is really alright, really alive, right in front of him, right in his arms.

The two people's hearts are close together, they can feel each other's heartbeat, and they can also perceive each other's emotional fluctuations.

Yang Qianyu was still tense at first, but when she noticed his too tight breathing and the wetness on her neck, she couldn't help being startled suddenly, and a huge shock swept her whole body.

Feng Moyan... is he crying?

Crying because of her?

Originally, Yang Qianyu was the weak and helpless one who needed comfort.

After all, she was the one who had just experienced life and death in an air crash.

But when this man hugged her tightly, as if she was so grateful and excited like losing a treasure in the world and suddenly regaining it, there was a heart-wrenching sense of brokenness, as if the person who survived the catastrophe—became him.

Yang Qianyu's heart was turbulent several times, and in just a short moment, his mood changed so many turns.

Finally, my heart softened, and all the obsessions in the past seemed to disappear in an instant.

She slowly raised her hand, first it landed on the man's back, then slowly moved up, and finally stopped on the back of his neck...

Arms raised and tightened, she arched her body up a little in the man's arms like a copper wall, and then hugged his neck tightly, hugging him back.

Feng Moyan felt the changes in her emotions and body, and the handsome face on his shoulders was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes were filled with surprise, and he hugged her even tighter.

"Thousands..."

"I am here……"

After this short conversation, the two embraced even tighter.

After a long time, the man took a deep breath, his voice trembling violently, and suddenly gritted his teeth against her neck and said bitterly: "Yang Qianyu, from now on, stay by my side obediently, and you are not allowed to go anywhere!"

A domineering oath, in the past, would only make her jump, but at this time, it made Yang Qianyu's heart soften even more.

Tears raged wildly, she was not angry, but smiled, and then whispered in his ear as if comforting the children: "Feng Moyan, how old are you, and you still cry... When you go back, tell the triplets Listen, they'll laugh at you."

She was deliberately ridiculing, wanting to break the fear in the man's heart and relieve the overly depressing and sensational atmosphere.

Normally, Feng Moyan would definitely retort when he was ridiculed like this.

But at this moment, he wasn't annoyed at all, instead he replied softly: "Let them laugh...you're fine, it's fine..."