"The hospital is here to save lives and heal the wounded. We will never fail to save him." Of course the doctor would not listen to Qiao Muyuan's words.

However, Qiao Muyuan hung up the phone.

She stood by the floor-to-ceiling window holding her mobile phone, her head lowered, and her eyes were filled with tears.

People like Ji Changmu should just die.

Not long after, Qiao Muyuan's shoulder twitched. She ran into the bathroom and turned on the faucet, crying.

The cry was very small, masked by the sound of running water.

If she hadn't met him in Bolton, would she not know that one day he quietly passed away from this world? By that time, Ji Changmu would no longer be in the world, but she would still be kept in the dark.

Here, you may never know it in your lifetime.

Ji Changmu's physical condition seems to be very bad, but he is still a stubborn and tough person. He is unwilling to be hospitalized or go to a big city with better medical resources to see a doctor. He seems to be torturing himself, and he seems to be worried about this.

I really don’t care about the world anymore.

How could he do this...

This man, how could he do this?

Qiao Muyuan burst into tears and cried hard.

The phone rang again, and the doctor at the hospital didn't give up and called her again: "Miss, I'm sorry, we know we shouldn't disturb you, but the patient is still in a coma, and we need his relatives and friends to make up his mind."

"He teaches at school, you call his colleagues."

"Okay, thank you, let's give it a try." The doctor was helpless, "The patient's condition is not very good, we will try our best."

Qiao Muyuan cried even harder: "Why do you want me to know this...why..."

If she was not allowed to meet Ji Changmu at this time, she would never know Ji Changmu's condition. When he really died one day, she would not know it until many years later.

But it was different now. She knew everything. She knew that he was hiding in Bolton alone and often went out to see doctors alone.

Why did he want her to meet him again for some reason?

Isn't he avoiding her and everything in life just to stop meeting people from the past?

The doctor didn't understand what Qiao Muyuan said and was confused for a long time, but he didn't hang up the phone.

"Little Miss, do you want to come over? He is alone and looks quite lonely. No one comes to see him. I think the note he gave you is 'wife'. If you are just quarreling temporarily, you can come and see him."

He, at least don't leave any regrets."

Qiao Muyuan remained silent.

The doctor was helpless and had to hang up the phone.

She had just come back from that place and hadn't finished her meal yet.

The figure of Ji Changmu appeared in front of him. When he saw her a few days ago, he always had a calm and gentle smile and a soft voice. He always seemed helpless and helpless towards her.

But she was just looking at things in the fog and helpless towards him.

The shadow of Ji Changmu lingered in front of her eyes. She opened and closed her eyes and it was him. Her heart seemed to be strangled by a hand, so tight that she couldn't breathe.

Qiao Muyuan's breathing became rapid.

He always had the ability to leave her covered in bruises.

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, what if...if Ji Changmu really died.

This terrible thought wrapped around her heart like waterweed, tightening it every now and then. Her head hurt terribly. She tried desperately to get rid of this thought from her mind, but the more she tried to get rid of it, the more useless it became.
Chapter completed!