Stop chasing Mr. Lu, Mrs. is married

Xia Qingyou's face was pale, her lips had lost their color, and even her fingertips were strangely pale.

She didn't dare to open her eyes because she was afraid that once her eyes opened, tears would immediately burst out of her eyes.

Xia Qingyou clenched her hands tightly and told herself desperately: "Don't cry, you can't cry."

Her palms were already covered with wet tears, and the cold feeling coming from her palms made her panic.

She tried to adjust her breathing and mentality, trying to calm herself down.

With a "beep" sound, the taxi stopped at the door of the emergency room.

Xia Qingyou hurriedly opened the car door and ran into the hospital.

She found the direction of the emergency room and ran away.

Her eyes were bloodshot, her expression was full of anxiety and worry, and her steps were so frivolous that she seemed about to fall to the ground at any time.

When Xia Qingyou ran outside the emergency room, a nurse was coming out with a tray.

"Excuse me, are we rescuing a stabbed patient here?" Xia Qingyou grabbed the nurse and asked eagerly.

"Yes, are you a family member of his?" the nurse looked at her and asked.

"Yes." Xia Qingyou nodded and said, "Are you undergoing surgery now?"

"Yes."

Xia Qingyou let go of the nurse, raised her head and stared at the emergency room, her eyes bloodshot.

"You come with me to pay the fee first!"

The nurse took Xia Qingyou to the payment office to fill out the form, and then took her to the operating room to wait.

Xia Qingyou sat down on the chair and looked at the light, her heart clenching tightly.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment, as long as a lifetime.

Finally, the door to the operating room opened.

"Who are the patient's family members?" The doctor took off his mask and asked solemnly.

"I am his... ex-wife!" Xia Qingyou was stunned and hesitated for two seconds before responding.

The doctor stared at Xia Qingyou for a moment, then walked to another operating table. He looked down at the man on the hospital bed who was filled with tubes and his face was as pale as a ghost. He sighed softly and said, "He injured his spine. Will be paralyzed."

"What?" Xia Qingyou's eyes widened in shock, unwilling to believe her ears.

"It's a fact and you have to be mentally prepared."

The doctor finished speaking and left.

Xia Qingyou stood there numbly, her legs seemed to be enchanted and could not move even an inch.

Paralysis, paralysis...

Xia Qingyou's brain was buzzing, and only the word "paralysis" remained in her ears, which could not be dissipated for a long time.

She staggered back and almost fell.

Fortunately, the person on the side helped her in time and asked in a low voice: "Miss, are you okay?"

"Thank you...thank you."

Xia Qingyou took a deep breath and tried to regain her composure.

Following the nurse, I walked all the way to the ICU. The moment I saw Aze being admitted, I couldn't hold back the tears and slid down my cheeks.

She thought she hated this man so much that she would be indifferent even if he died in front of her. But now that she saw him lying dying in the ward, she couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in her heart.

"Aze, Aze," Xia Qingyou lay on the side of the hospital bed, shouting with sobs.

The man on the hospital bed had his eyes closed tightly, his face was colorless, and even his lips were frighteningly pale.

"When will he wake up?" Xia Qingyou wiped away the tears on her face and asked the nurse in a dumb voice.

"Just wait until the anesthetic wears off," the nurse said.

"Oh, what does he need to eat or drink?" Xia Qingyou bit her lip and continued to ask.

"He has just undergone surgery and can only eat liquid food for the time being, and he also needs glucose infusion to supplement his nutrition." The nurse explained patiently.

Xia Qingyou felt even more uncomfortable after hearing this.

Xia Qingyou silently stared at Aze's haggard and pale face, feeling pain like a heart twitch.

Seeing that she had nothing else to ask, the nurse took the list and left.

Xia Qingyou stayed beside Aze, not moving an inch, keeping her eyes on him on the hospital bed.

I don’t know how long it took, but Aze woke up faintly.

Xia Qingyou cried with joy when she saw Aze open his eyes, and shouted excitedly: "Aze, are you awake?"

"..." Aze frowned slightly, rolled his eyes twice, and looked around blankly.

When he saw Xia Qingyou's familiar face, Aze's pupils suddenly tightened and he shouted in shock: "Qingyou?"

"It's me," Xia Qingyou nodded: "You finally woke up."

"How is it possible... Qingyou... I must be dreaming." Aze murmured.

Qingyou hated him so much and wished she could never see him again, so he couldn't believe that Xia Qingyou actually appeared in front of him.

In addition, the anesthetic had not worn off, so Aze felt his head was dizzy and he could not exert any strength.

"It's not a dream, it's real!" Xia Qingyou said softly, holding back her grief.

"..." Aze's eyes were stunned, still in disbelief.

He glanced around and found that he was in a hospital, and his memories began to come back slowly.

When he came out of the bar, he was besieged by several gangsters and finally stabbed...

He was injured, but he was a little happy because he could see Qingyou.

He didn't know that this injury had damaged his spine and that he might never stand up again for the rest of his life.

Seeing the smile on the man's face, Xia Qingyou's eyes were sore again, and she couldn't tell him that he was seriously injured.

"Qingyou, why are you crying? Did I scare you?" Aze stretched out his hand to touch Xia Qingyou's cheek, but was unable to support it because his body was too weak.

Xia Qingyou shook her head, wiped the tears from her eyes, and whispered, "How do you feel now?"

"It's good. I'm very happy to see you." Aze curled up the corner of his mouth and gave a faint smile.

Xia Qingyou pursed her lips and said softly: "You have a good rest. I have already notified grandpa. He should be here soon."

The voice just fell.

The nurse went to the door to open it and brought in an elderly man.

Xia Qingyou hurried up to meet him, held the old man's arm and asked, "Grandpa, you are here!"

"Qingyou, how is the child Aze?" Mr. Xia asked anxiously, with worry in his eyes.

"He just woke up." Xia Qingyou said.

Mr. Zhou nodded, "Well, just wake up."

Xia Qingyou hesitated to speak, but finally did not say that Aze had injured his spine.

He sighed and helped the old man sit down in front of the hospital bed.

Now that the old man is here, there is no need for her to stay.

Xia Qingyou took a deep breath, turned her eyes and said to the old man: "Grandpa, I'll leave first."

"Qingyou, don't leave, okay?"

Hearing that she was leaving, Aze showed a pleading expression.

Xia Qingyou looked at his bloodless face, her heart twisted into a ball, her throat was sore, and she said, "I'll come back another day."

After saying that, she turned around and walked out in a hurry.

"Qingyou!"

Aze cried out in frustration, his eyes gradually turning red.

He raised his arms and tried to grab Xia Qingyou's clothes, but he couldn't grab anything.