"Is anyone still bullying you?" he asked.

"No, there are so many people bullying your little girl."

Ji Changmu raised the corners of his lips: "I'm going to see you on Christmas."

"If you are busy, you don't need to. We have a holiday for Christmas, and it will be the same when I go back to Qiongzhou."

"The project in the UK has been delayed for a while due to some things. Sorry, I may not be able to go there until after the new year." Ji Changmu apologized to her. He was also afraid that she would be disappointed. After all, he had made an appointment to be there in November.

past.

"Please take good care of Yan Jia. I'll be fine. I'm not a child anymore."

"I'm in Lancheng these days, and I'll go to the UK to see you when things here are sorted out. The relationship between Yan's management is complicated, and the affairs are also very messy. Yan Jia is not awake yet, and I am the only one who can help him

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"I know..." Qiao Muyuan knew that Ji Changmu would not give up on Yan Jia, "Don't be too stressed."

"Yeah." They didn't chat for too long. Ji Changmu hung up the phone and went back to the office to continue helping Chen Kang handle the Yan family's affairs.

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Three days later, general ward.

When Ji Changmu went to see him, the doctor was also there.

"Mr. Ji, you are here." The doctor greeted him proactively, "Mr. Yan is in good condition today, and all characteristics are stable."

Ji Changmu saw that Yan Jia was still with the tube inserted, his face was thin and pale, and he couldn't help but ask: "When will he wake up?"

"Mr. Ji, to be honest with you, Mr. Yan may...become a vegetative state like his brother, lying in the hospital until his life is exhausted." The doctor was helpless, "It is unlikely that he will wake up."

"I'm very dissatisfied with this answer." Ji Changmu suppressed his anger and his face was dark.

"Mr. Ji, I know...but as doctors, everyone hopes that their patients can recover, but for Mr. Yan, we really have to do our best. The bullet penetrated the skull and caused a lot of blood. We have done our best to save him."

"But what's the difference between Yan Jia being like this now and not being saved?!"

"Mr. Ji, I'm sorry, the rest can only be left to God's fate." The doctor knew that he should not say these four words, but the rest could only be left to God's will.

Ji Changmu closed his eyes slightly, forget it, he shouldn't argue with these doctors.

Yan Jia himself fired the gun with a certain death mentality.

Now that he is rescued, he himself may not be willing to live. If he wakes up one day, Ji Changmu cannot guarantee whether he will do the same thing again and end his life.

Yan Jia wanted to die, decisively and resolutely.

He just wanted to go down and be with Lin Zhi and his mother.

The doctor left silently after his rounds, leaving Ji Changmu and Yan Jia alone in the ward.

The chaos and chaos in the world eventually turned into wordless silence.

Ji Changmu looked at Yan Jia on the hospital bed. The once free and unrestrained young man was now lying on the bed like an old man, motionless, leaving only his thin skin.

Time passed bit by bit, but Ji Changmu never walked away. He sat on the chair in front of the bed and looked at Yan Jia silently.

Yan Songyuan also learned about Yan Jia's transfer to the general ward and rushed over immediately.

When he saw Ji Changmu, without saying anything, he walked up to Yan Jia and put a pair of old hands on the back of Yan Jia's hands.
Chapter completed!