"You let him answer the phone, you let him talk to me." Ning An bit his lip, "I want to see what he wants to do. Also, Jiang Ci, there is no way he wants to see me. Even if he dies, he will

You don’t want to see me, do you understand?”

"Why are you so sure?" Jiang Cimo, "He is in the emergency room now. He may wake up, or he may never wake up. If he wakes up, you can ask him in person whether he wants to see you or not.

you."

"I won't go. Even if what you say is true, I don't want to see his fiancée!"

Thinking of Gu Huiyin made Ning An feel uncomfortable all over.

"Gu Huiyin is not here, you can come." Jiang Ci said, "Also, I know what happened to you in the past."

Ning An had a dejected look on his face. Jiang Ci knew it, but what about Gu Huiyin? Did Gu Huiyin know that Mo Xiu was Song Shaoyan?

"Ning'an, Song Shaoyan is not a bad person. I won't say anything anymore. I'll go upstairs and take a look."

After speaking, Jiang Ci took the initiative to hang up the phone.

Song Shaoyan had to tell Ning An personally a lot of things.

Emotional entanglements, as an outsider, are just bystanders. He cannot explain clearly and the explanation is unclear. Only the parties concerned can explain it themselves is the best way.

I just don’t know if Song Shaoyan can survive this test.

You have survived the mining accident, what else is there to do?

Jiang Ci returned upstairs, smelling of cigarette smoke.

Zhang De was still waiting anxiously and nervously in the corridor. It was obvious that the door to the emergency room had not been opened yet.

Jiang Ci made a phone call and became much calmer.

In this emotional entanglement, everyone else is an outsider. To untie the bell, one has to tie it, and Ning An is the one to tie it.

Although Jiang Ci didn't know what happened between Song Shaoyan and Ning An, he could tell that Song Shaoyan liked Ning An very much.

It's a pity that Ning An is already married and is said to be Song Shaoyan's biological brother.

Jiang Ci patted Zhang De's shoulder again: "There is a time in life that must come, but there is no time in life. Don't force it."

Zhang De looked at Jiang Ci in surprise, not understanding what he meant.

"Dr. Jiang, is Mr. Song okay?"

"have no idea."

Jiang Ci really doesn't know.

The lights in the emergency room were always on.

In the autumn of Beijing, red maples are everywhere. It is a fiery red color and it is also the most beautiful scenery in this season.

The inpatient department was extremely quiet, not a single sound could be heard.

There is only the smell of potion floating in the air.

…

The rescue operation ended at around 11 o'clock in the morning. The door of the rescue room opened. Dr. Bian was sweating profusely. He walked to the pool, took off his mask, and washed his hands with hand sanitizer.

The nurse sent Song Shaoyan out, and Zhang De walked over immediately.

Jiang Ci knew that Song Shaoyan had saved a life.

He breathed a sigh of relief and walked to Dr. Bian: "Brother, how is the situation?"

"My life was saved, but I haven't woken up yet. His current condition is not optimistic. His body's resistance is too low and his heart beats weakly."

"When will you wake up?"

"It's hard to say." Dr. Bian shook his head, "I've never seen anything like this. He has no will to live at all."

"Fortunately, senior brother is very skilled in medicine. Otherwise, if he met another doctor, he might not be able to save his life." Jiang Ci hated the fact that iron cannot become steel.

"It's nothing. What I should do, Jiang Ci, is find someone to look after him. It's best to have someone around him 24 hours a day." Dr. Bian said.

"Well, I know."
Chapter completed!